Come to think of it, I’ve watch many World Cups, here’s a rundown of what i remember of each one of them. Spain 1982 I was a small kid, not into football yet. All I remember was watching a replay of the Argentina-Brazil match and my uncle saying that it was a ‘dirty game’. I also remember thinking the name ‘Boniek’ was pretty funny. Mexico 1986 This was the first World Cup that I really got into, I was Form 1 at that time and everyone in school was football crazy. This was the World Cup of Maradona, Socrates, Scifo, Platini and Lineker. Not to mention the Hand of God.…

(This is the final part in my travelogue. For the earlier parts, see here, here, here, here and here. Or just start at the first one) And in a blink of an eye, a week in Europe had passed, meaning we only had one day left. Pat and MY had other plans to visit friends, so WY and I went our own way to London. Since it was Saturday and weather was fantastic, we decided to hit some of the markets around London. First stop was Portobello Road market in Notting Hill, the place made famous by that Julia Roberts-Hugh Grant movie. For starters, its nothing like the movie. But…

For the earlier parts in this travelogue, check it out here: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 So Day 6 is our second day in Paris. Frankly, this was the only day of our entire holiday we slept in, waking up relatively late at about 7.30am. Probably due to the tiring earlier few days. I told Pat I’d met them before 9am for breakfast, and we went down at exactly 9am. Breakfast for this 3-star hotel was surprisingly good, they had complimentary buffet breakfast with chocolate croissants, ham slices, cereal, milk, juice and yoghurt. They had bread, too, but it almost tasted stale (which didn’t give us a…

(This is the 4th part in the series, click to see the 1st, 2nd and 3rd parts) Day 5 Thursday started REEEALLY early, were had to be up by 4.15am and were in St. Pancras train station by 5.15am (cab driver told us it would take 45 mins to reach, but it actually took only 20 mins). Our cab was expensive (GBP35) but we had no choice since the trains don’t run so bloody early in the morning. So in St. Pancras, we waitied for about 1.5 hours for the train (6.50am), while eating our breakfast bought from Asda the day before. Eurostar leaves from London to Paris in takes…

(For the other days in the series, you can read part 1 here, then part 2 here) Okay, Day 4 started bright and early as usual. With the early sunrise in summer, we’ve got used to getting up at about 5.30am and getting by with 5-6 hours each night. That way we usually can take our time with breakfast, Pat even went jogging around Lampton Park on some mornings. Day 4 started with Eye on London, which we’ve passed by a few times in the previous days. The ride starts at 9.30am, if you’re planning to visit in spring or summer, make sure you prebook or come early, coz the…

(For the previous day’s post, which is the first in the series, you can read it here) Day 3 started with some amendments to our itinerary, we ended with some free time early in the morning. MY went to meet her relatives, so Pat and us decided to visit Highbury! Months ago we had intended to visit here, but it got bumped off the priority list of places to visit when we had too many things to see and do. Something about Arsenal – i’ve been following them since I followed football when i was 7 years old, although i’ve kind of drifted away from footie in general in the…

So we finally took off from KLIA last Sunday, for our 8 day trip to London and Paris. There were four of us – me and WY, along with my good pals Pat and MY. Our flight was from KLIA at about 10am, and we landed in Heathrow at past 4 in the afternoon. What do you do during a 12-hour non-stop flight? Well, I slept a little (unsuccessfully) so I watched a lot movies (4 movies) and TV shows (2 episodes of The Simpsons). The weather was good when we reached the UK, and we finally got a clear glimpse of the British Isles. Our hosts were MY’s uncle…

After months of waiting and planning, I’m off for my holiday! See you all back here in sometime mid-next week. 🙂

Tomorrow’s my last day at this place. No, I’m not changing jobs (yet), I’m just moving office. You can see I’m in the midst of packing my stuff (boxes everywhere), its unbelievable how much stuff you can accumulate in just 2 years plus. The white safety helmet behind my seat there, its followed me since my first job. And that’s my morning cup of coffee, made by my excellent tealady. Thank goodness she’s moving with us! Man, I’m gonna miss this place.

There was this Northern Indian restaurant near my old office called Vedas Curry House, it served the best thosai with chutney I’ve tasted. Well, granted, I haven’t tried many places (my fixation with thosai is a pretty recent thing), but it was still the best. It all started with finding a healthier alternative to roti canai, and I learnt that thosai did the job well. The problem with most of the mamak eateries is that they make it too crispy or their mixture is too bland. Either way, it usually tastes horrible. I can understand the formula to good thosai not something anyone can concoct. But anyway. I need to…