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The past 7 weeks. (7 Might be my new favourite number)

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I have not stopped thinking about traveling. I speak about traveling to almost every single person I met in Uni. That’s not including the 471684 times I told my family that I’d like, very much, to travel solo. I talk about traveling so much, I think I almost gone ridiculously insane. I mean, I think I need to keep quite at some point. Continue reading “The past 7 weeks. (7 Might be my new favourite number)” →

Posting of Itineraries

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I’ve been reading a lot of blogs written by people with the same passion and realise how new I am in travel blogging. It’s really exciting to explore blogs with posts from all around the world. It is almost as if I got lost in a small town, experiencing new things without leaving home. Continue reading “Posting of Itineraries” →

Day 3: What’s at Cameron Highlands?

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I woke up to 25 degree windy weather in Cameron Highland, the kind of weather I really hope Singapore had. It didn’t feel like the south east asia that I knew. Cameron Highland is just about 600km from the HOT Singapore. Continue reading “Day 3: What’s at Cameron Highlands?” →

Burger King made my morning

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I’m at Changi Airport T1 now, going to Indonesia. I decided to eat breakfast, since I woke up so early, at Burger King. I wanted heavy breakfast and chose the Kings Platter. YES.

Anyway, the aunty behind the counter (it’s what we, Singaporeans, call a lady who’s a stranger and older than us), asked if I need creamer for my coffee.

Before I answer she said, “It’s at the counter by the side.”

She asked again, “Do you need sugar? It’s also at the counter.”

Then she came with the rest of my orders and asked, “Boy, the ketchup is at the counter too. You can help yourself.”

When I wanted to carry my tray, she asked another question, “Do you need chilli sauce?”

“Oh, is it at the counter too?”

“No, it’s here,” handed me some chilli packets with poker face.

I carried my tray to my seat, laughing to myself, not even sure if the lady intended to make jokes. As soon as I walked away she continued serving the next customer.