It was my first time going to Kelenga BanSan. I have no idea what kinda English word they used for that morning bazaar. Kelenga means Indian in the Hokkien dialect. BanSan stands more market. Indian market? Anyway, all the stalls were lined along a narrow road, on both sides of the road so no cars will be able to drive through the place unless you're on motorbikes or bicycles. I was quite shocked to see so many people on a weekday. There are many people at the Botanical Garden, even more people at the Youth Park, more and more at Bukit Dumbar, jogging and doing their morning walks, lots of cyclists around the Air Itam Dam. It makes me wonder whether Penang people work or not. There were all kinds of stores there. In your first step, you may find a store selling all sorts of breads and buns and the next store will be selling fresh chicken meat with the man holding a big sharp knife hacking away on the poor chicken's thigh. Then, next to it will be a stall selling t-shirts and blouses, the stall opposite belongs to a fishmonger. There was a stall selling... nonsense. A type of cream to massage a woman's asset and then it will be enlarged. Pure nonsense. If I were to finish the whole bottle of ointment in 30 seconds, will my asset 'grow' from cup A to cup H? Most of the things are from Made in China so the quality of the things are questionable. I dare say that the things in a bazaar are no longer as cheap as yesteryear. I'm one who is very used to hanging out in air-conditioned complexes such as Queensbay Mall, Gurney Plaza or even going on a shopping frenzy for grocery items in Tesco. Raw food stuff in the market is cut throat expensive. What shocked me most was looking at the man lying down on floor on his stomach to beg for money. I seriously don't think he was borned that way. Is there a syndicate doing this kinda thing, forcing people to go begging for food after chopping away their limbs? I shall not discuss about this. I'm in no liberty to discuss such an issue. Right until now, I dare to conclude that the highlight of our morning walks is food. Nothing but food.
- I was short of 3 chicken drumsticks so I bought 2 whole legs and it cost me a bomb. 2 whole legs cost RM8, that was freaking expensive compared to 6 drumsticks for RM6.80 from Tesco. No matter how fresh the chicken is, it won't be fresh when it enters my house. I will still dump everything in the huge freezer as I'm not one who shops a few hours before I slog in the kitchen. This was what I meant by cut throat expensive.
- Next, I tapao-ed home a packet of curry noodles for my hubby since it's suppose to be the most delicious one in town. Cheap... RM3 only.
- I saw a pair of shoes that looked like the Croc design. I use to wear the original Croc but I guess no matter how original it is, it will become unwearable due to wear-and-tear. That pair of pink synthetic rubber shoes cost me RM15. It was priced at RM18 but I think by now, you should know that since I have a motor mouth, I'm very good in price-haggling. Of course there are prices that can't be haggled. Have to let them earn. It's their hard earn money.
- I bought a t-shirt because it was pink in colour. I'm always attracted to anything pink even from afar. There goes my red note... RM10
- I tapao-ed some sort of jelly dessert home. RM2 for one, so my RM6 had been liquidised and turned into jelly.