krabi january 2011.
i thought of posting this up before it got stale and before i get too busy with school. these pictures are merely highlights of the trip, more are up on my facebook! merely 4 days after my amazing turkey trip, it was a getaway on new year's day, to krabi with my favouritest girls! (sans sha and ain) i felt like a complete jet-setting traveller - packing after unpacking.
we landed ourselves in the southern part of thailand and the weather was a complete extreme to turkey - sunny and hot, perfect beach weather. we felt like we were in malaysia - the roads, surroundings and we were even more pleasantly surprised to see many women donning the headscarf. they looked like malays too, so we had no problems blending right in! this may be due to the fact that krabi is very near to northern malaysia itself.
ben's house provided us with breakfast and bed for all 5 days and it was a pleasant stay. the rooms were clean, amenities were complete except for a few glitches, the air conditioning, shower head and plumbing. we cant complain for the price we paid for accommodation. it was a breeze to find halal food there, since there are quite a number of muslims there. no doubt their food was awesome, especially their tom yum (seeing that we were at the country of origin), however, none could satisfy ila's high threshold of spicy food.
i had a chance to experience the most beautiful, breath-taking beaches ever, during our day trip to the phi phi islands. snorkling was a first for me and i enjoyed myself tremendously. we also had the experience to watch a real muay thai fighting competition at the arena. we ended our trip with an entire day out shopping, in which most of us went crazy at the good deals and aim to finish our baht.
in all, it was an enjoyable trip, but what made it so much more memorable was the amazingly wonderful company i had, who had to put up with me for 5 entire days. and i know it wasn't easy. ♥
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
two hours at harris.
blew more than $70 on a classic and surprised the youngest sister with the latest installment of diary of a wimpy kid series.
fate has an incredible way of jolting memories, keeping them fresh and alive. bumped into a fragment of my memory last evening and i felt the world spin. almost 5 years later, he was still the looker and charmer.
turkey 2010
these are only a few out of the 7,000 photographs in which we brought home as memories of our 9 day turkey trip, from 5 different cameras. the pictures are not in order of the places we visited and more are up on my facebook.
turkey, in short, was beautiful. i'm an adrenaline-rush enthusiast and despite the lack of adrenaline pumping activities, i loved the trip all the same and i wish we could have stayed there for longer. i fell in love with the cool weather (ranging from 0-18 deg), God's creation of picturesque landscapes, majestic monuments and mosques, turkey's rich culture and history, their friendly people, the beautiful, chubby and tame felines and of course the delicious food.
i tipped the weighing scale back at home and i gained 2kg throughout our stay in turkey. we were fed like kings! the trip there gave me a chance to catch up on my reading, and i found myself soaking in the bathtub of tripolis hotel, pamukkale, and completing elif shafak's 'the bastard of istanbul'. how ironic! it was a brutally honest and realistic read - i did not realise that i had stayed in the tub for 3 hours and came out with my toes all wrinkled.
Friday, January 14, 2011
you know the thing about relationships?
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
A little boy asked his mother, “Why are you crying?”
“Because I’m a woman,” she told him.
“I don’t understand,” he said.
His Mom just hugged him and said, “And you never will.”
Later the little boy asked his father, “Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?”
“All women cry for no reason,” was all his dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry. Finally he met an old man who would surely know the answer. And he asked him: “Old man, why do women cry so easily?”
Old man sad: “When woman was created, she had to be made special. Allah created her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort. She was given an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children. And a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining. Allah gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly. She was given strength to carry her husband through his faults and she was fashioned from his rib to protect his heart. Allah gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly. And lastly, Allah gave her a tear to shed. This is hers and only hers exclusively to use whenever she needs it. She needs no reason, no explanation, its hers.”
“You see my son,” said old man, “the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides.”
By: Muslim Marriage
Saturday, January 1, 2011
on short hiatus.
krabi in 3 hours with bb ♥s!
be back soon, insyaAllah,
please pray for our safety!
footnote: i really wanted to upload the beautiful faces of turkey here but i seriously had no time. i went through a major selection haul of almost 7,000 photographs to a down-sized 170 to be uploaded on facebook. i didnt sleep a wink and im still in the midsts of packing!
and! i almost forgot,
welcome, twenty eleven! (:
