Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Oz Day 8: Tasmanian Devil Unzoo...

~13th November 2015~
Unzoo is an unheard of concept because I've always been to a zoo, not an unzoo. Unzoo means instead of holding the animals captive in cages, the animals are actually having all the natural space while the humans are kept in barricade. Humans are not free to roam around except to mingle with the kangaroos. You do not wish to walk alongside a cute little Tasmanian Devil. When it bares its fangs, it's no longer cute. Once the fangs puncture your flesh, you will wish that you're in a cage instead of walking with the small devils.
We started our unzoo experience with the feeding of some birds which escape my memory. 
Then, we moved on to feeding the kangaroos, wallabies and pademelons. I killed a pademelon on the road the next day. Will share about the experience of killing a cute animal which traumatised me until I couldn't drive after that. The kangaroos were not as large as the ones that I fed at Maru Wildlife in Phillip Island. I still remember Roger the huge and handsome kangaroo. It was frustrating as none of the kangaroos were interested to focus on the camera lens until I spoke to one and then, he cooperated. Ahhh... humans have dominion over the creatures of the Earth. Maybe I should speak to a lion one day.
The Devil's Den was something else. The devils were under tight scrutiny as most of them suffered from some kind of facial cancer. The mouth would be distorted and before long, they would die of hunger. Result of eating all sort of nonsense? The devil can eat up the whole tree, eat up the whole pademelon. There were too many pademelons on the road because the number of Tasmanian devils have dwindled over the years due to this facial disease. Facts of Tasmanian devils were really interesting though like how the female will kick out the male after mating. Then, out of so many tiny and minute babies, the mother would only choose 4 to latch on while the rest will end up as protein for the body. 
We went for the bird performance after that. Really interesting this bird, which looked like an old graying piece of log. It's a good experience to be at Tasmanian Devil Unzoo as there are not too many animals. If there are too many animals like in a zoo, I will take forever to get out. I love animals, simple as that.

Friday, June 23, 2017

Oz Day 8: Devils Kitchen, Tasman Arch and Pirates Bay Lookout...

~13th November 2015~
We were still there at Tasman National Park. After a short trail of jungle walk, we arrived at the Devils Kitchen. It was a 5 minutes return walk but of course, I turned that 5 minutes to be a very long 5 minutes. 
Then, the time was stretched a little longer when we were looking at Tasman Arch. You would be walking on top of the arch until you got to the other end and had the arch staring back at you. It was just simply amazing. It's natural. I failed to listen to the rest of the explanation. I lack listening skills when the surrounding was too beautiful. Let the pictures speak for itself. 
Pirates Bay lookout point gave a better view of entire place. I fall in love with national parks in Australia. When I go to Australia again, I will go to every national park available. You will never find me in shopping malls unless the kitchen section seduced me. 

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Oz Day 8: Waterfall Bay Cliff in Tasmania...

~ 13th November 2015~
I'm back to updating the holiday posts from two years ago. But I might not stick to this for long. I can't seem to stick to anything for long. I wonder how people manage to stick to having one hobby for the rest of their lives. 
Reminiscing the lovely holiday in Tasmania, it was really a nice place. When you need to go for a holiday, don't bother asking around whether the place should be in your holiday list or not. It doesn't work that way. Just go... make the best out of it. Even the drain in another country looks more beautiful than the drain outside your own house. And the sun feels different too albeit the whole world would be looking at the same sun.
Mi madre and I followed a one day tour because my navigator was still stuck at the office. We have chosen to rent a car but without the navigator, the driver couldn't do much. So, it was a one day trip where the tour guide who came to pick us up was so punctual, I was a little shock. In my e-mail, it was mentioned that our pick up time was at 7a.m., being Malaysian, I thought we should only get down at 7a.m. but having tuned my brain to Australian time, we went down to wait at the entrance of Hobart Tower Motel 15 minutes earlier... that would be 4a.m. Malaysian time. Only in Australia I would wake up at such ungodly hours. 
Being the first to get onto the van, we were given free city tour for the second round as there were other passengers to pick up. I think there were roughly 7 people only. I'm okay with small group but I I have difficulties travelling in big group. I have human-phobia. As we were going along Tasman Highway, my camera was working really hard already.
Then, we zoomed along Arthur Highway before we went into the jungle trail. We stopped at Denison Canal Park for a few minutest.
The view at Waterfall Bay Cliff was breathtaking. There was no waterfall though as the heavy rain from the previous night did not manage to build up the volume of water to make it into a grand fall. There was only a small fall which  I couldn't even see in any of my photos. Doing up all these photos reminded me of how much I love photography, at one point of my life. I guess I have moved on. But I still need to finish up all my photos so that I can clear them from my hard disc before I embark on my next trip. 
I was the slowest among them all. Can't blame me for that. It's not like I'm going to the same place every time so need to capture them all. It will just be a memory - been there, done that.
The rain came on and off. It was drizzling still but I prayed for the rain to stop so the camera would not be wet. The rain did stop but came back when we were walking along the jungle trail. Then, it stopped. This reminds me of how God answers prayers really fast whenever I was out of the country, in a foreign land. I love you, Jesus. 
I just enjoyed looking at the waves and rock formation. I can stand on one same spot for hours, mesmerized by the beauty of it all. Many will not be able to understand but I really enjoy listening to the pounding waves, how the waves roared and then went silent. The waves picked up speed when coming to shore and the different shades of blue. I do not like blue but the blue sky and blue sea were two different elements altogether that I truly enjoy.

Thursday, May 18, 2017

The 4 Hours We Had in KL...

~ 15th April 2017~
It's a one day trip to KL. A morning drive, not a train ride. Usually I'll take the train down and come back following the last train. This one was a car ride. So, what can one do with the 4 hours of leisure time?
We were at Mid Valley Megamall and dived straight for food. Food was at Brotzeit, on Uncle Stanley. Thank you for the wonderful lunch. We picked and shared from the lunch menu and if I hadn't had a heavy breakfast, I would be rolling on the floor after finishing all those small sausages. I would need to have a dozen more sausages to be filled. But I had pancakes, Hokkaido cheesetart and two slices of spongecake for breakfast. When there's nothing to do, I can eat round the clock. 
From Brotzeit, we moved on to dessert at Jamaica Blue somewhere above ground level. Mummy must have her coffee fix. I had my large hot chocolate and chocolate cakes. The amount of chocolate was too heavy that I tried to keep my eyes open. It was terrible when you were so sleepy and you had to keep walking. 
Mummy was on a bread-buying spree. And munched a curry puff. Told ya the sausages could not even fill up 50% of the stomach space. No photos because I was sleepy to the point of being cranky and I wanted to pangsai at the same time. 
Then we crossed over to The Gardens and got ourselves busy with window-shopping. If you don't know what's window shopping, it's just looking through those huge slabs of glass panel. I'm not into shopping but sometimes it feels good to spend money. The guilt will come when you reach home and look at the stuff you have bought and wondered when are you going to wear/use that. 
Robinsons got very nice shoes but not that comfy to walk in. Mummy and I were very particular with comfort for the soles. 
That's all lah... we spent our time eating and walking around aimlessly like ladies of leisure. 

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Happy Mother's Day...

It's the day of the year where mothers around the world are celebrated. I searched through for nice Mother's Day quotes, they were nice but not from the bottom of my heart. They were from the bottom of other people's heart to their own mothers. 
My mama and my mummy...

Everyday should be Mother's Day. Do you just bring your mother out to eat on Mother's Day only and then the rest of the 364 days your mother lives on air and sunshine? Then your mother must be a wonder woman. I'm not good with celebrations. I choose to live to the fullest every day. Okay la... today I join the worldwide crowd in this major up-scale commercialized celebration.
My mama *mi madre as widely known in my blog* is everything to me. If anything happens to her, my world will collapse. 
Mi madre is a wonderful cook
but the one who taught me to cook is my hubby
Mi madre taught me Maths until I got the highest marks in primary school,
but mi madre has no idea how to do Maths.
Mi madre knows nothing about music.
but mi madre can sing from the grade 8 aural CD when I hear nothing.
Mi madre says shes doesn't know how to crochet,
but she ended up making more stuff than I do.
Mi madre taught me how to do cross-stitch but mi madre has never done cross-stitch before. 
Mi madre did the finishing of my many sewing projects but mi madre has never sewn one piece of clothing before.
Mi madre knows everything,
whether she knows or doesn't know, she must know because she's mi madre~!
Mi madre is mi travel buddy~!
Mi madre is not a vet, 
but mi madre nursed the rabbits when they were sick~! 
In conclusion, mi madre doesn't know anything *according to her*
but mi madre knows everything.
Don't mess with mi madre~!
This is my mummy. Mummy teaches me piano and thank God she didn't vomit blood. 
My mummy is my role real model. 
My mummy is very brave to wear what I sew 
My mummy is a fashionista and upgraded my sewing skill from beginner to professional level
My mummy brings out the hong-soeness in me... 
My mummy is my chatting buddy...
My mummy loves my cooking...
My mummy is supportive in everything that I do...
My mummy is also my everything...
Don't mess with my mummy~!
My mummy can liam from sunrise to sunset and then to the next sunrise...
In conclusion, my mummy is also like mi madre.
This is my 老妈
My 老妈 is good in everything also
My老妈 is like a walking encyclopedia
My 老妈 cooks without recipe books and proper kitchen gadgets
My 老妈 loves to eat sweet stuff...
My 老妈 taught me how to give freely with no strings attached...
I learn many things from my 老妈
老妈 showed me that not all Chinese people are crooked
In conclusion, don't mess with my 老妈
I'm happy like this~!