Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Teluk Intan 2017: Photo Diary

I love spontaneous trips! They say that the least amount of time you spend on planning something, the more it will happen. It is true for me on several occasions, but deep inside, the planner in me goes crazy.

As much as my friends and I try to plan our trips very well, there were times when we're just itching to get out of the city and go somewhere new. Especially if  you live in a city like Kuala Lumpur -- busy streets and crawling jams, you'll feel like you want to escape the city life even for a weekend.

So my friends and I did. Subhash, being a motoring journalist, gets to go to a lot of places in the country, and Ness, Chuk, and I tagged along one Sunday morning to Teluk Intan in Perak.

This is Chukwudi
This is Nessreen

If you look for places to go to in Teluk Intan, there's really nothing else except for Menara Condong, a clock tower which is Malaysia's equivalent to the famous Leaning Tower of Pisa in Italy.


From afar

Standing at 25.5 metres tall, the tower is slanted towards the left. It was used as a water reservoir for locals during the dry season and when there is a fire,  aside from it being used to keep the time. The reason it is leaning is that it was built on soft ground, plus the weight of the water is making it lean towards the west.

If you find yourself there, aside from taking your selfies by the tower, don't forget to eat Mee Rebus.

A plate of Mee Rebus I shared with Chuk and Ness. I thought it would taste like our Pancit Malabon.
Lol, who am I kidding?
Here are some more photos from the trip. Chuk, Ness, and I walked around while waiting for Subhash to finish. It was so hot that day that the hand-me-down point-and-shoot camera I brought got its lens burnt. So sad.

Colourful shop houses around the leaning tower.

Busy Sunday afternoon at a local Mamak


Lepak Lepak

Till next time! 

Thursday, December 22, 2016

Old Films

I found a CD of my old film photos taken using my Diana F+. They're quite shitty -- plus I don't really know how to use black and white films with this camera when I started using it.

I think these photos were taken before I left Manila for Kuala Lumpur, then some were taken when I already moved here. I might have thrown the prints and contact sheets in between moving, but I am happy to find this CD.

Leo and Clarisse when we were in Baguio for a weekend. 

The three of us outside the Diplomat Hotel

Marian and I in Tagaytay, the weekend before I left for KL

View from Menara Seputeh, overlooking Mid Valley, I think

From the KTM station to Menara Seputeh

Station Seputeh top view

Of course, the Petronas Towers

Friday, November 18, 2016

#NeverAgain #MarcosNotAHero

I am angry.

from Facebook
There is nothing more insulting to any Filipino than having a former dictator buried in the Heroes Cemetery. Somehow, after all the fight throughout the years, we have not learned anything. Here we are, witnessing the worst as we know it. Burying a wax and forgetting the atrocious crimes committed during the 14-year dictatorship. And you know what, they did it so sneakily so no one would oppose. Why so excited to bury this filth? 

So disgusting.

It is disgusting how much we try to educate and get an education, there seems to be no change. We fall for lies, false promises, and worthless claims. We fell for a talker -- someone who promises the best of the worlds without a concrete plan. You know, all talk, all bullshit.

I am sad.

From Manila Times

For the country that has been through so much, it should be enough. One dictatorship is enough. I am saddened by the lack of remorse and for the unwavering support for this appalling family and their new puppet president.


It seems like we never learn anything. We do the same things like a bad habit -- and then we ask for a better life, for a change. Those who continue to turn blind against the cruelty are equally at fault. You are no better. Those who call for people to move on, shame on you. For those people who voted for this president, you have just given power to someone who owes more to a dictator than to the people he should be serving.

I am afraid.


Reading the patterns and signs, it is frightening to even think we are heading towards the same fate. A dictatorship, we have tried so hard to fight, is coming back slowly. What do they gain from this heinous acts?


It's a bleak future seeing the country is now in the hands of incompetent (and excuse my language) ignorant government. The effect of our ill-choices and miseducation is evident -- and it's not too long till we fall again and strive to fight back. What have we done?
I am but a small voice, miles away from the place where I grew up -- where I learned my values and principles.

Ang bayan kong Pilipinas,
Lupain ng ginto't bulaklak,
Pag-ibig nasa kanyáng palad,
Nag-alay ng ganda't dilág.
At sa kanyáng yumi at ganda,
Dayuhan ay nahalina;
Bayan ko, binihag ka,
Nasadlak sa dusa.

Ibon mang may layang lumipad,
Kulungin mo at umiiyak,
Bayan pa kayáng sakdál dilág,
Ang 'dì magnasang makaalpás?
Pilipinas kong minumutyâ,
Pugad ng luhà ko't dalita;
Aking adhika,
Makita kang sakdál laya!

Philippines, my only country, I am so sorry to disappoint and be far away from you. I am sorry for the things happening to you. I am so sorry for not doing anything when we could have done something. I am so sorry, it breaks me. 


Tonight, I pray for the safety of people who continue to fight. Thank you for being brave for us, for the country.

#NeverAgain #MarcosNotAHero

Sunday, October 16, 2016

Ipoh 2016: Photo Diary

The last time I posted about Ipoh was about my short visit to Kellie's Castle. By the way, it's not actually in Ipoh, but most people end up going there anyway because it's on the way. 

Now, this post is about the Ipoh, finally. My friends and I ended up going up there because we've always wanted to go on a road trip, but always end up not going to for several reasons. This time, I made the invite in advance and planned our itinerary. I divided the task among the four of us, I was in charge of where we are staying and going, Subhash was in charge of driving, Ness for the food, and Chuk for drinks. So off we went...

It was actually our second time in Ipoh. The first one was last year, I think. It was a Sunday and it was a spur-of-a-moment trip. We did not go around that much and it was spent mostly eating and driving around. This time, we spent overnight, so we have enough time for the journey and to do stuff in Ipoh.

Usually, we would go on an out-of-town escapade if Subhash has a test car and we have enough money. This recent trip was extra special because it was Nessreen's birthday!

So after going to Kellie's Castle, we went to our hotel, Mornington. Nothing fancy. It was spacious and the bed was nice; the WiFi was not working that time, despite the several times I have asked the staff to fix it. No breakfast, but who would want to eat hotel food in a place known for its white coffee (and tons of places to eat!)?

We decided to explore the Ipoh around early evening—when there was no more sun, plus the rained just stopped so it would be nice to walk around.

Unfortunately, most of the shops were closed. I don't know, it was quite weird as it was a weekend. Aren't they supposed to be open for tourists? Anyway, we ended up going to the Kinta Riverfront and spent the evening maneuvering a bicycle—yep, four of us.

Anyway, here are some photos:

Next day, we woke up early and ate breakfast, before we headed to Gunung Lang.

I felt like Gunung Lang was another tourist trap, because seriously, there is nothing to do there, plus we had to pay—although it was only RM3 for the boat ride, I guess; aside maybe from the deer and ostriches in cages.

After lunch, we decided to head back to Kuala Lumpur. But not leaving Ipoh with a few more shots.