31.12.07

i've left

back in singapore
can be found at
http://www.blisspoint.blogspot.com

our last days in castellanza


our final dinner in castellanza @ picolo amalfi!

the boy being extremely pleased with his thoroughly unfilling plate of seafood grill

ok i knw mine looks like shit next to the amazing grill but i can assure u it's the best funghi risotto in the world

as u can see, im not always satisfied with what i order..
allora!those were our last days: (

paris 23/12- 27/12

so paris was real beautiful like they all say..
we drove for 12hrs with three drivers, an electronic gps and of course,
the world's best walking gps, yours truly

doing the sanderman's new paris tour and learning that looking at every piece in the louvre for 10secs will take me 4yrs to complete the entire collection

at musee d'orsay where fush won a caramel milk for the bet on where the whistler-mother painting was

laduree, heaven on earth

versailles: at marie antoinette's (antwhart in fush's pronounciation) castle

if i were marie antoinette, i would change the designs of my plants everyday

like all the other smu students
the difference in the jumps lies in the shoes!


kena conned! hahha, kidding, the artist was not bad
and he bought the one fresh from the oven

if you see one of these in paris, do not hesitate to run into them for inside lies treasure more precious than those in the louvre...

MACAROONS!!

so it was, paris,the concluding trip of our exchange.
it leaves us aching for more

10.12.07

back in sleepy town

so i am now back in castellanza for two weeks (the longest i hv ever been in castellanza). back to my lovely table facing the wall with my lovely postcards taking turns to fall off with time, explaining the blank patches on my wall now.so after all that travelling, it is time to use up all our food supplies before we head home.

mom, look what we made for dinner on saturday night!just like daddy's curry chicken!and it was delicious.heehee. thanks for the premix!and if you look close enough,u'll see the udon u sent in my bowl of curry.also,tonight we had chinese dinner together with our international friends (who loved it by the way). quoting maeva (who is french): "i will eat chinese for the rest of my life" : )

so there was lemon chicken, sweet & sour pock (for paperback),茄子 (rohps!we made 茄子!), pock in char siew sauce and curry vegetables...oh and of course, fush's trusty rice cooker made us ricesotto (we didnt have enough thai rice).

and just to get everyone in the christmas mood, annelore made a christmas tree out of our very little leftovers.

7.12.07

london 02/12 - 07/12

hyde park, monday evening
dad,i tried to imagine the spot u were sitting on selling ur paintings,
and the bustle of the summer's crowd


(more about the cracked floor)
我记得您告诉我的故事:
你以前在 national gallery 上 art history 课的时候,老实觉得闷
就会溜到 tate gallery 去看比较精彩的艺术。

我现在了解原因了。

the london eye and the big red bus

我也记得你一到了伦敦,就立刻跑到 tower bridge 去看
因为你从小就一直梦想 tower bridge 是怎样的


你知道吗,trafalgar square 以前有十万只鸽子因为旅客一直给他们吃东西
我看这个你也有份。
你看,那些鸽子都是你的朋友

where every food looked good & every price too steep;
where i could only afford for my eyes to feast
and renn, this is for u:

the actual clock they use in harry potter for hogwarts/ me at diagon alley and...

gringott's bank!
tried to rob it but the goblin security was too good

and of course, our wonderful host, melissa
and the wonderful wonderful "crips" duck!
(mel,do you still remember what it tastes like?)

liverpool 29/11- 02/12

liverpool was real cosy

tate liverpool

a fan by default

our second game of monopoly and our wonderful hosts,
edwin, who went to jail 20 times in one game,
& peiwen, who almost fed the nonexistent dog warm water!

pity i missed the beatles story cuz mach, my laptop
decided to take a tour of liverpool on his own
without first informing me
hence all the frenzy and the short of time
but the boy still had some time while i chose to head to the weekend markets in london


of course that wasnt the only thing he stayed back in liverpool for

die hard but it was admirable
(n.b. not that im a convert)

1.12.07

lost.

He that is lost is lost.
The wind that shatters that shield of bold
blows the hair from away my face
to show my tears of genuine cold
i know that goodbye is goodbye and
She that is lost is lost.

28.11.07

barcelona & figueres 21/11-27/11

so we were in barcelona for 6 days cuz we thot, since we're putting up with friends and spain is supposedly one of the cheaper places to go in europe,we might as well stay longer.wrong.it was equally,if not more expensive than italy.there were no 5euros pizze or panini (using the correct italian plural form here),only 18euros paella so we had KFC,twice (dont be too jealous rohps).so here is barcelona in brief...

ladies and gentlemen,the reason we were in barcelona:
the starbucks,not the museo picasso!j/k.

over looking barcelona from mnac at montjuic

yes, we did go to the barcelona vs recreativo match (3-0) of which i missed two goals.and the only reason i caught the last one was cuz it was a penalty kick by messi.this is a typical example of don't bring ur kids to disneyland when they'll be too young to remember.
ok whatever that means.


ok, the reason this post is entitled barcelona AND figueres is because figueres is NOT in barcelona.it was a miserable two hour train ride away of which we were not equipped for, so it was a you-stare-at-me-i-stare-at-you affair.but it was worth it.
yesyes,my lips modelled for dali's mae west.
where do u think he got all that lushness from?

"the body has no limits",mine has.
this was just before i tipped over in embarrassment at fundacio joan miro.

yes,we were warned to stay away from the buskers...
so barcelona was great,and it was made better by our amazing hosts stella,alvin & rita who left their whole apartment to us : ) thanks guys!get drunk on limoncello!

19.11.07

he turns 23


happy 23rd birthday fush the mush bo bush!

winter

in the light of the fast approaching winter,
which for me is quite a downer since i've concluded
im a warm climate person...

Snow

In the gloom of whiteness,

In the great silence of snow,
A child was sighing
And bitterly saying, 'Oh,
They have killed a white bird up there on her nest,
The down is fluttering from her breast!'
And still it fell through the dusky brightness
On the child crying for the bird of the snow.

- Edward Thomas