Thinking of the most expensive poop!

I love traveling, but I haven’t been doing it for a while. To me, working trip and leisure traveling is totally different story all over. The experience and and expectation is different. So, my Hong Kong cum China trip last year, and Germany cum London trip early this year is merely a biz trip. If you work with me before, or know the way I work, I am usually very objective oriented person. I will focus on what I want to achieved rather than where I must go and what I must do during my biz trip.

So now, I am going for a real trip to Bali. It is a valentine gift from JP. He know my desire for freedom and personal sophisticated preference. So, I basically get to make the call of what or where I would go. The disadvantage is, I have to do the homework.  Urgh…

Bali is a beautiful island with nice beaches, nice architecture building (usually palace & temple) with very own Bali flavor and many concept hotel given different sensation based on different choice. To me, there is something I really really want to do… on top of the beautiful beaches, shopping and spa and….it is to discover the taste of the infamous Kopi Luwak (civet coffee). It can be found in an Orchid Garden in Denpasar. The unusual Indonesian bean sells for as much as $1,200 a kilogram in the United States, making it the world’s most expensive coffee.

The coffee, branded as among he rarest in the world, is naturally fermented through a civet cat’s digestive tract. Luwak- a cat-like mammal that lives in coffee plantations in Sulawesi, Java and Sumatra. Luwak exists entirely only the choicest, most perfectly matured beans which it then excretes, collected, clean it up, roast it and finally brewing these beans produces an unusual drink. The beans are hard to come by, which makes it exclusive and therefore, to some…very high class.

I am very tempted to try the coffee for years, yet after several days of research and reading…I am considering to drop the idea. Based on one of the feedback I found, the Kopi Luwak doesn’t taste as fantastic as it sounds. The idea of drinking the “poo” wasn’t a great sight to begin with, on top of that, I am not confident with the cleaning and brewing process prior to serving. Lastly, it would cost me RM120 for 2, the most expensive coffee I ever had in my life.

I am not sure if I am trying to convince you, or myself that I am not going for it…but anyway, do let me know if you tried it before or if I should go and give it a try.

Cheers! ^_~

A Serenity Experience

I am in Frankfurt for the Christmas Fair 2009. It is my first time to Frankfurt…yet I didn’t get more time to go around, not even get a chance to drink the famous Germany beer…urgh! Actually, I started vomit the moment I touch down in the airport and I have not idea why. It doesn’t get better even after I settle down. Having the jet lag all over me, I am too very regular to the washroom.

So, the only one thing I do is some hot chocolate (the only food/drink my body allowed) and a walk at the park.

It is 8am in the morning…a breath of fresh air and the internal serenity experienced before beautiful scenery.

Morning walk at the park near my hotel

I can see the droplet of water on its head…

I don’t think this is eatable…

I simply love the colors and the lines…

Red Belongs to Winter

Truly, is freezing cold here…but I am fine. God given auto-body heater in me is in its tip top condition. So, most of the time…snow or rain, I feel good.

2 February 2009 (Monday) – the whole London stood still due to the heaviest snow storm in the past 18 years. Most were worried about me (thanks for praying for me)…but actually…I travel from Frankfurt to London when the condition is slightly better. However, I still got stuck in the airport for 5 hours and inside the plane for another 2 hours. Most of the time, we just sit and wait for someone to tell us when our aircraft is ready for boarding, when runway is ready for landing, and last…when is our turn to leave the aircraft and go into the terminal. It is truly exhausting experience.

However, in the other hand, I felt blessed. I never see or touches the real “snow” before (the one I had in the ski resort are man made). So, despite of the exhausting wait, I look forward for the snow…to see it fall from the sky, and land on my face.

Anyway, I am not going to write anymore…I just  love London.

In London, red belongs to winter. Enjoy!

£3 Billion cost of shambles in the snow

Spring Fair – This is an animated Gorilla (suitable for Halloween ^_~)

Squirrel are very much a shy animal…but not this two.

Making snowman with bare hand…my hands turned red

My first love…and I left him

Hyre Park – resting

This is London…more beautiful than what I imagine. Would you agree with me?

Missing Me . Missing You

I am away to HongKong & ShenZhen for the past few days for work. This is my 2nd time there, yet the feeling is totally different.

My first time visiting HongKong (year 2006), I am lingering around, bothering about other people business…even through there’s a sign in ShenZhen say “Do not linger here”. I am happily enjoying the moment, passing through the crowd of people in the slowest pace. A great contrast of movement and expression.

2nd time here…all I have is rushing my way from one place to another. It is very tiring but certainly an eyes opening experience. What a friend used to claim “no paint, no gain”. This trip is one of it.

Finally, when I touch down to KLIA…I am grateful for all I have, experienced and learned. Yet, the day doesn’t end there…but, another surprise waiting behind the pillar.

A smiling face brighter then the sunshine, and a “welcome home” with open hands. Even the rain fall heavily, the airport is cold and the fresh is weak, your presents warm my heart instantly.

I just wanna say “O dear…thank you!”

I remembered this quote…
ANGELS EXIST but some times, since they don’t all have wings, we call them FRIENDS

My dear, you are surely my dearest one!

Searching 4 sun

When I am cold…I look out from the window and search for your present.

You were there…yet, I can’t feel you…

Photos taken during winter in Beijing, in between 6:30am – 7am.