why oh why do i always complicate things. or rather, get myself entangled in complicated situations with no simple solutions. seriously, becky ooi is equivalent to complicated issues. i’m like a magnet for complicated stuffs. i wonder why. and the dramas that revolves around it. OMG, don’t let me start. can’t all the dramas stop? or was i destined to be put in a situation which requires me to be all drama queen. if only i can get an oscar for everytime i go through it…
that aside, i’m back from krabi. ao nang, to be exact. fantastic but not as great as phuket. plenty of food to eat but it’s all about the same stuff. pick any stalls and it is most likely to be delicious! i’m amazed at how well everyone can cook in krabi. price wise, cheaper than phuket on most stuff except air flights. anyway, loved the sun. not so much on the sea (it was jellyfish infested) and the beach. sp & i got stung by the damn jellyfish. and to make things worst, germany lost to spain. and it was double the annoyance when damn spain won the worldcup with the idiotic drama queen iniesta scoring the winning goal. what a break i’ve had these two weeks.
SNEAK PEEK: some of the random photos we took while going on our snorkeling trip around krabi. haven’t shared my island photos with the world yet so it’s “exclusively” for you loyal readers or random people who came here through google search.
nevertheless, krabi was great overall, as you may see from the photos. we were told hong island was the nicest island around (even nicer than phi phi, it seems) but boy that was quite a lie. a huge fat lie. hong island is NOTHING compared to phi phi. seriously, whoever who’s heading to krabi/phuket, here’s a tip. head to phi phi instead. don’t believe what they tell you about hong island. i mean you can compare if for yourself in my facebook albums. happy going through my hundreds of albums before you can find the right albums though. haha!
my crazy obession when i was in ao nang, krabi.
while i was there, i was so obsessed with this ham cheese snack. we’ve even walked to tens of kilometres searching for it, going through every 7 eleven in the map. that was how obsessed i was.
best noodle in the world!
and the beef ball noodles (or chicken noodles, or beef slices – the thing is, it goes well with all meat!). omfg. it makes me wonder if they put drugs in their broth cos i’ve never tasted anything so damn bloooooody gooooooood! i came home craving for it. i’m so going to learn how to cook such insanely incredible addictive broth. and maybe, you could be one of the lucky (or unlucky, depending on how it turns out to be) ones to try it. haha.
sunkissed. and feeling extra rejuvenated.
okay, that should be all i’m going to ramble for now. back to reality tomorrow. back to work. yet again, another complicated and twisted situation i’m in. i’ll worry about that later. going to enjoy my last few hours before i head back to the cruel industry.