Touristy Lu


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(NYC, New York) Cheeky rascal likes to have his photos taken. He wanted to have a picture skateboarding through Central Park.

My last trip to New York coincided with Michael Jackson death. I was never an avid fan of him, but it is regrettable he died at such an age. His song certainly was influential when I was young, having a few friends who were fans of him. I was not aware of this incident until one by one, Facebook notices popped up regarding his death. Watching the news in the hotel room was never less inviting than this when everything was about him and it was pretty much predictable.

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(NYC, New York) The Miserable Ones. I think it’s befitting MJ, his songs lived on to be some of the most popular, at a price

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(NYC, New York) Demonstration at hand. They sealed up a road in the city center

Walking around New York was mostly to satisfy the inner child in me. It is not everyday that I got landed right in the middle of a bustling city with all sort of events going on. In fact, I hardly been to any crowded area for months prior to this. The atmosphere here is something to be missed. I hoped to return soon to catch up on other stuff I missed out. In the mean time, enjoy some of my favorite childhood love.

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(NYC, New York) Lego!!!

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(NYC, New York) Not M&M’s in particular. But I do have a rather sweet tooth

I intend to continue this as a photo entry. The photos should be pretty much explanatory, except for those exciting details in between.

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The journey continues. I guessed the figures provide enough explanation for how everyone felt after the walk. Interesting enough, this was not far away from the harbor. Perhaps, it really served as a cryptic message to remind all those on foot to seek for wheels instead. Regardless of the warning, the team managed to reach McDonalds for some rest (some fell asleep), breakfast and a place to clean up. It was a straight travel to Cedar Points from then onwards.Cedar Point 07

The rides there are scary; definitely not for the faint of heart. The Dragster is the ultimate thrill for a hair raising experience.Cedar Point 08

Another view from the go kart tracks. Surprisingly, I did quite (amazingly) well on the race court, overtaking and speeding off although I do not legally have the license to drive yet.Cedar Point 09

A view of another roller coaster from a high shot.Cedar Point 10

The ground at last. I wanted to go parasailing out there, but the flag was raise to indicate rough waves and all the water activities were canceled for the moment. How disappointing.Cedar Point 11

Snoopy on Ice. I really like this show. It was funny, relaxing, and down right comfortable in the theater. In fact, I like it so much that I went to watch the show twice. Truthfully, I was just seeking a place to sleep for a while. I was awake for quite some time since the early walk and my body just cannot cope with all the fun and excitement it can handle.Cedar Point 12

Extreme sport show. My personal favorite amidst the other attractions and rides. I even forgave the half an hour delay for their final show of the day. It was that good and the crowd were ecstatic in the end. I guessed that the crew wanted to give out something extra since it was the their last show of the day and it was spectacular. They changed most of their choreography since I also did catch part of their earlier show and it was just something special.Cedar Point 13

More night rides. My camera is starting to fail me at this time. It is not meant for night time shots and the results are grainy as the lights fade out.Cedar Point 14

What a way to end the trip. Another sunrise shot took from inside the train. It concludes my two nights one day of non stop excitement. I barely had enough sleep within the time period and most are dropping into a coma as the day ends. I believed that I stayed awake for the rest of the day after this and suffered terrible migraine in return. Oh well, there goes the consequences for trying to stick to no sleeping during the day.

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(Sandusky, Ohio)

Walking from Sandusky station to Cedar Point is very very tiring. I think I was walking for a few hours when the moon is high up shining brightly only for it to be replaced by the faint hint of incoming sun rays. Our entourage finally stopped to witness sunrise at a harbor.

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(Sandusky, Ohio)

The sunrise is amazing. On the other side of the harbor is Canada, and I’m witnessing the splendor of nature with a bunch of friends.

I meet a fisherman over there. I strike up a conversation with him as he was catching catfish.

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Turns out that he is fishing at the harbor because his boat was under repair. But life certainly seems good, he caught his first fish when I meet him and several more during our conversation. Cool breeze and beautiful scenery. I wouldn’t mind doing such thing once I’m retired.

And on to walk some more to my goal.

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(Sandusky, Ohio)

It was a hastily made up decision, to have the thrill of a lifetime at Cedar Point. The idea was to have a trip with a bunch of friends, through bus and train, and plenty of walking distance.

Right after classes, I took the bus to train station. It was a pretty much uneventful ride, having to take a bus all the way to Toledo. I was trying to catch as much sleep as possible, anticipating the disruptive schedule I will have to get there.

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(Toledo, Ohio)

We played poker in the train station to whilst the time away. I believe it was actually the highlight of the whole ride there.

Chicago might not be considered a food haven, by my standards. But deprived from the usual delicacies for the past few months have an effect of bringing back nostalgic taste. Indeed, my time in Chicago was spend indulging in feasts.

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Dim Sum meal ~ Siew Mai, just the tip of the iceberg.

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(Chicago, Illinois) Sorry, I could not resist. Penangnites, your opinions?

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(Chicago, Illionois) My travel coincide with some of the coldest days in Chicago’s history. Even the pigeons are forced to decide between becoming frozen birds, or roast pigeons.

Sorry for the lack of quality in pictures. The weather was cold, and I was shivering while holding the camera. I was a glutton too, I would rather digg into the food than retake a decent picure of the foods.

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(Chicago, Illinois) Macy’s !

I visited Chicago cosmopolitan to look at their architecture. I must admit that my timing throughout the entire trip is not perfect, but perhaps, it was this sense of uncertainty that added some spice for the travel.

My train ride through the Metra was delayed because there was a homicide in the next station prior to my boarding. While the delayed was a nuisance and ate up significant time I could spared, being near a crime scene was indeed an excitement. I could not help but to try and lookout for the scene as early report come in that the person was hit by the train, or to another version, a gunshot.   Xiaolu and I looked out of the window, focusing up and down the tracks, and guessing whether the footprints that stopped halfway on the train tracks might have belong to the now deceased person.

Chicago was supposed to be the cultural center of the American Midwest. To a certain degree, I agreed that it was true. The many museums, cultural attractions, and unique Gothic architecture brought out the aesthetic appreciation in me.

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(Chicago, Illinois) “Books are the legacies that a great genius leaves to mankind, which are delivered down from generation to generation as presents to the posterity of those who are yet unborn.” ~ Addison

I meet a friendly security guard in one of these museums. He was a nice chap, with a side hobby dabbing in photography. He offered to take a picture of us, and gave some pointers on interesting shots around the place.

My time spent walking around the city area was spent photographing memories as well as sampling the local culture, as it was during a celebration period when I visited. It was a time well spent. I do hope that I have more time to spare to explore the remaining areas. I also learned that Chicago is a better place to shop for high end products comparative to NY because the stuff are slightly cheaper and the salesperson more responsive even though I might not give out an aura of a rich social elite.

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(Chicago, Illinois) Frozen river. Amazing skyline.

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(Chicago, Illinois)

My trip to Chicago started out with a mess. I woke up early in the dawn hoping to catch early transiting bus, which will eventually lead to the train station. However, the awaited bus never arrived. The winter was approaching record low temperature. Unable to continue waiting out in the cold, I phoned a cab to reach the train station only to discover my transport was delayed. Snow and ice covered the tracks and disrupt the schedule.

The few hours onbroad the train was spent in futile, but the scenery along the way potray the weather which will greet me along the way. Sadly, I wonder why I chosen this time to travel when weather forecast blurt out that this year winter is the coldest in a few decades and warnings of snow storm been plastered all over the tv screen.

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(Chicago, Illinois)

Chicago was not the bustling city I thought of it to be. My arrival was greeted by smoke bellowing factories as well as blacken and soot covered buildings. Together with the dismal picture of naked trees and gloomy snow shower, it gives off an illusion of dark atmosphere, foreshadowing the collapsing industries in the city.

My first encounter here left a bad aftertaste when a lady misguided me into the wrong track and to purchase a wrong ticket as well. However, the eventually kindness of other Chicagoan I meet here lead me to the right place where I need to dash across stations, meet the harsh windy winter of Chicago, talk myself into exchanging my wrong purchase with the train conductor and stand waiting for the time to pass.

Traveling to Chicago literally took up the whole day, and I guess to round up my first day by shoving snow, drinking hot cocoa and having a little chocolate fondue in the end was not that bad at all.

My Future Job?

I had a trip to Putrajaya whereby I look around the place. And it certainly fit the public description – modern, clean, planned out structures, with all the high and mighty splendor a country’s wealth can pour into. It’s the epitome of a well planned futuristic piece of work.

And yet, Jason point out something. As the administrative center of Malaysia, there are very few Malaysian made cars in there. All that I saw where BMWs, Toyotas etc. Where’s the nationalistic pride that government been trying to implement in the people? My guess is that even the higher officials know how lackluster a Proton car performance is. Or they are just typically bound to the unhealthy third world mentality that cars show the status of a person. Thus, they all opt for fuel guzzling high end cars even though they have far cheaper and fuel efficient cars at their disposal.

The architecture in it also does not distinctively shows much of the Malaysian culture, just some plain looking buildings like that of Wall Street. Aside from a large mosque, I also did not see any other religious temple around that area. Or maybe they’re just hidden away from my view.

On a short note, the trip to Putrajaya is quite saddening for me because I know it will be the last of which I will see some of my companions in a long time.

US Embassy Logo (Courtesy of US Embassy)

I woke up very early in the morning trying to beat the KL traffic rush to reach the US Embassy in time for my visa. What amazed me was that even though I was an hour earlier than my appointment time, there is already a line of people waiting although their appointment time are later than mine.

I’m amazed by how the things inside the US Embassy works. They are very efficient yet, why is the waiting line so long? However, that which give me a good impression of US is the service they provide. The people at the counter is always the first line of defence for an organization. They set the first impression for the customers and should be ready with an answer for anything that may be thrown at them. The person at the counter should always be smilling and greet you with cheerfully.

Personally, I view my interviewer with a great first impression. Because someone up the line before me cannot communicate in English that well, she took the pain of trying to communicate in Chinese. Although the pronunciation is not that accurate, it’s a great job on her behalf.

I also meet a couple person from international school. Is it because of their education background that allows them to be more sociable and independent, or is it just a trait of a typical KL-ite?

After the interview, I wander all the way to KLCC. Claire, at least you are wrong on this. It is possible to travel to the US Embassy through public transport. All it takes is just to walk a bit further.

In KLCC, I saw a lot of students with their school uniform around. Some are following school tour, while others, just hanging around. An interesting sight I usually saw in shopping malls such as KLCC is that the foreign visitors and youths are the dominant sight in places like this, whereas the older generation are hardly in sight. A shopping mall is easiest place to notice a trend or behavior of the future generation because with the presense of such a large and specific population of youths.

True to my money-pinching nature, I didn’t buy anything from any of the shops again except for my lunch. Although I been going out the whole week, I didn’t have any material addition into my possession. The only thing which burns a hole in my pocket is the transportation cost. Perhaps, I should cut down on travelling to save cash. Then again, I’ll be going out again shortly to another shopping mall.

Old Malacca – Where it all began.

This is the final part of my trilogy about my trip to Malacca. The first order of the day is to get breakfast/lunch because we all overslept that day. Too tired and lack of sleep from the day before equals me who cannot be woke up by alarm clock.

So, we went on our planned trip to taste Malacca Chicken Rice Ball. When we reached there, a small restaurant in Jonker Walk, the place was jammed pack with people. Even though we had reservations, it still took us some time before they could find enough seats for us.

The rice balls are finished very fast. I was only about to take this picture when the food arrived when several forks and spoons reached out and hey, where’s the food? Truthfully, I don’t know what is so special about this restaurant. Sure, the rice taste good and is shaped like a ball. The chicken flesh is also smooth and delicious. But, most chicken rice stall also the same wah. I don’t really understand why people would wait in line just to eat this stuff? But all things said, I will still give thumbs up for the food.

But not for their attitude though. As soon as we finish eating, the lady of the shop asked us if we are finish and straight away chased us out. What type of attitude is this? I know you want business, but that is not a valid reasons to ask us out and said “Next!”. At least, asked us politely about it. I don’t know if you gain any extra profit by kicking us out that early. But I am sure you will lose me as a long term customer, which means, you won’t earn anything from me!

We then proceed to the Stadhuys’s building for some sightseeing. But with these guys, they are the one worth more seeing.

The Handsome Guys RULE!

See, this is why the guys are better sights than some monumental building which I can view in the Internet everyday. If anyone objects to the obscenity of this picture, I will take it down straight away. :P

After that, we are supposed to go to Malacca Parade to do some shopping. But, when we reached the foot of St. Paul Hill, we take a long detour so that we can visit A Famosa on the way.

The group next to St. Paul Church.

Inside St. Paul Church, it has nothing except a few stone slabs. I think they are tomb stone. Perhaps this is where Seong Gee got the idea for my eternal demise here.

After walking around with nothing interesting to do except to sprinkle coins into the dungeon and taking some photos, we headed down the hill to the remains of A Famosa.

Just a small piece of it left. I really wonder how big the whole fort really is in the fifteenth century.

Some of the more insensible things I do. I would had been a goner if there is a loaded cannon ball inside.

Here’s the group photo for most of the members in the trip. The objective here? Kick Albert especially on the head to get him out of the picture. :P

Once we completed our trail on A Famosa, we headed to Dataran Pahlawan and Malacca Parade to shopped around. Since we missed out Tan Kim Hock to buy some delicacies because we overslept, I headed to Giant and bought some dodol there. Hey, it also has the same Tan Kim Hock brand too.

After that, we all board the bus back to the hostel where unfortunately, I missed out on most part of the Kaisouki Matsuri held that day, since the grander celebration is in the morning.

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