cambodia travelogue....cont'd...RUAN MIAN MIANafter the queer dinner of exotic meats, everyone was damn full and ah chew drove us back in thomas' mpv....
all were tired and we hit the shack the moment we reached the bungalow.
CUCKADOODOO!!...Ya, we were awaken not by the alarm clock but by a proud rooster that kept screeching damn loud.
our bodyguard cum driver was now also the chef. he made a simple breakfast for everyone. there were eggs...plentiful. thanks to our cock with his brood of chiohens and chicks. so the breakfast was boiled eggs, scrambled eggs, poached eggs, sunny eggs....all eggs with bread and butter and tea or coffee or milk....
after that, we headed out to the vast garden. so many fruit trees but the one that caught our eyes was a mango tree loaded with elephant-tusk mango. without further ado, we grabbed a pole with an attached bag and started to pluck the big tempting mango.
it was such fun....and it sort of brought me back through time when i was a kampong boy in BANSIEWSAN.....
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in that case i call u wo xin or heartless for treating sifu thus....;9(
then michael arrived in his mpv - a toyota 7 seaters picnic. both he and thomas hurried us to change cos bringing us to a damn shiok hotel INTERCONTINENTAL HOTEL to sup tim sum.
everyone was real excited and in a jiffy all ready to go.
it was a beautiful hotel in a luscious natural setting and was told it was the similar one operated by sinkieland.
we took a lift all the way up the highest floor to savour our damn shiok tim sum - HK STYLE. as it was cny period, after settling the bill, the captain gave us each and ang pow. no joke! inside there was 100 dong - the currency there....useless one worst than rupiahs! 100 dong is like only 5c S$.
after the makan, ah chew drove us to a very retro market...sorry forgotten what's the name...it was supposedly a russian railway station i was told....and now converted into a market...the design kinda looked like our LAU PAR SA except it was many times bigger and crowded.
michael and thomas went back to their daily works leaving us with chew. chew warned us not to give any money to beggars who were abundant there. he stressed if we started giving alms hor...many would start flocking to us like bees to honey...and some of them might start pickpocketting from us. so our alert on our wallets was on....
true enough. amputee beggars were many there. young and old .....and surprising all males. before the entrance to the market which consisted of many entrances N, S, E, W, there were a stall with a few opened baskets display. guess what they were selling?
INSECTS...MY GOD! INSECTS!!! fried chilli locusts, crickets, deep fried scorpions, worms (??), silkworms larvae,...and the most interesting black scary boiled water beetles.
i was wondering how cum all over the ground there were insects shells...the exo-skeleton of the beetle wings....now i got my answer. i observed how the ladies ate the water beetles. they prised open the 2 large hard wings, broke it, threw in on the ground and crunch the insect like peanuts....no joke! made my tongue really stuck out!
yes...u guess it...this greedy piggy went there to try a bite on every insects except the water beetle. sampled only din buy...hahahaha...;9)
there were alot of stuffs they sold there. precious gemstones, silver stuffs, brass statues....etc...the one that caught rainbow and our eyes were a funny looking "tricks" jewellery boxes made out of rosewood...damn cheap only US$3. the box was designed into different animals of the horoscope and to open it, really must crack ur mind. it was really complicated opening up the box which revealed different sized mini compartments inside...
next was the brass small figurines which was like only 7 pcs for US$1 and the ebony carvings...wow! that i loved. i bought a black ebony GANESHA - the hindu elephant god. was told that the ganesha they carved out was very special cos his nose tilted right instead of left....or was it the other way round...anyway such directioned nose mean more power to the statue....i gave that to my 2nd sis...and she like me always strike lottery..she strikes means i strike...cos she pay commission to me saying her luck has never been so good after i gave her that GANESHA which fyi is also the hindu version of GOD OF FORTUNE....
after much shopping, everyone was packed to the neck with all the charpalang stuffs bought. rainbow and her 2 sons, eric and sam bought so much like they could pai tong (set up stall) when they returned to HK...hahahaha...;9)
....to be cont'd
when all our shopping was done, gosh! time really flies when u were enjoying urself!
chew came to look for us and told us that thomas and michael were waiting for us at the bungalow for dinner. we were supposed to go back asap to prepare.
anyway we had done most of the shopping...and we went back....
on reaching home, there was a young jambu lady who greeted us....she was RUAN MIAN MIAN.....(THUNDERSTORM?)...no lah...not yet lah.
RUAN MIAN2 caught this chiohunk here...and vice versa. alamak! like got sparks flying out u know...hahahaha...;9)
michael had sent RUAN MIAN MIAN over to be our "maid". u know to wash our laundry, do the cleaning...and maybe to cook supper if necessary...especially this piggy here need food almost every hour...hahahaha ...;9)
RUAN MIAN MIAN approached me bashfully and tried to carry my stuffs to my room. our hands touched...and THE HILLS ARE ABLAZED ....WITH SOUND OF MUSIC....i liked almost heard julie andrews blasting out this song....hahahha...
RMM's faced turned pinky...omg! mine turned red...like the char siew piggy...we blushed...looked at each other big round gazing eyes...blushed some more.....:)
...to be cont'd
