Awana kijal, the relaxation beach,golf spa resort at east cost

It's time to renew my blog, it's being hazy with dust if you really want to visualize it as an item.

So nothing much is happening, except having tons of variety since back home. Foraged about good food to fit my bulky appetite. I'm not a professional blogger, hence picture taking to introduce foodie goodie it's so not my way.

Anyway, travel it's my job. I've been sent to terengganu for travel reviews, so here are some of my free trip which looks really splendid!

nah, my awful tasteless bed sheet but with wonderful room services and sea view..












the biggest private beach in east cost, the best season to go is within april-august.












The lousy golfer ever ~











swimming pool - absolutely fantastic,biggest pool in east cost too.








Even though it's f.o.c but eventually I don't feel like waste my money to go again, it's way much pricy or too luxury for an ordinary backpacker.Til then, take care

good article to share

What we think of as free will is largely an illusion: much of the time we are simply operating on automatic pilot, and the way we think and act - and how well we think and act on the spur of the moment - are a lot more susceptible to outside influences than we realize:

http://pantheon.yale.edu/~jab257/bargh_chartrand_1999.pdf

-nathan

footprints 1 -Kerala

It wasn't my main purpose that arrived Chennai earlier to visit Kerala.
I was supposed to start my work at India on 1st of Oct, unfortunately, it was a very big holiday which is birthday of gandi and ramadan ( raya lar people)so I have more than a week to stay in Chennai। So what else can I do instead of have my joyful sight seeing and vacation in god's own country-Kerala? Several excuses for me to attempted on my pre-travel plan on head before I came, Kerala was just a lil' early than I was expect. Why not right? So I made myself a move.

Kerala -the "50 places of a lifetime" & "10 paradises of the world" was tempting enough for me to take a risk to die for it. I met my new friend Giovana, a lovely mamasita (hot chick in spanish) from Columbia and we were discussing about the long holiday thingy, after few interesting conversation, I decided to go with her and her friends.

here u go, the team and I(is like the united color of benetton hehe )

we took more than 12 hours to kerala by train.No worries, it ain't horrible as the email you've seen. Ya, people hanging outside the train does happens, but only in the daily metro of Mumbai. Somehow we had a sleeper class which you can actually lay down during your long way journey( as you know, india is pretty huge). I met some helpful indian guy during my roadtrip and I did brought troubles to them too,and surpricingly they make no complain. It was good for my very 1st impression of India. Thou, stories never go thee way at the end....sigh.

So well, we reached our first station Allepey the next morning. Even though this country side was amazingly pretty, but we're exhausted and obscure on the travel plan( we actually have no one).We figure out the book under the hot sun, to see how's this guides will show us to, some mates are speaking in french some are spanish, me obviously know neither of that , so I just shut up and wait for the people who are going to lead the people, of course I'd say that I'm too lethargic to give any helpful suggestion instead of blame my self being lazy. After few argument ( I assume they are, from the faces expression), we decided to ask the local( yeah, wasted about half an hour) and finally we settle down in a lovely home stay, which is friendly and most importantly- CHEAP! ( RM 30 per night)

the lovely home stay in arunima


having our brunch at their dinning hall

Allepey is a lovely little village that you can see coconut trees around,cows goats and their popo , fresh air and totally away from the polluted stressful city , what you need to do is, to take a deep breath and feel your self healthy.

After my spf 50+ sunblock applied, we went to the private pool for our longing swimming session. ( all right, things to remember in India- women are not allow to swim at the public place, quite conservative ya, but do give respect yourself a shit)

Anyway, the private pool was awesome and quiet, we swim like nobody's care and enjoy our beer at the same time. I was really impressive by the Indian beer because I'm quite tipsy after few cup of it.

my best friend giovana during her happy 'naked' moment in pool(in india's way)

Tipsy little silly swim with her unders because she forgot to bring her bikini along with her, so I was a bit shy to take picture and of course very shy to swim in front of the guys that I've just met few hours ago. But alcohol help me to let go everything and enjoy my afternoon with my new friends. Until starving knock my tummy, we have to go for food hunting!

We went to some looking good restaurant for our kerala's seafood dinner at the beach, we manage to enjoy the sunset with our coffee, we left everything in the cafe and walk out without paying the bill as well as took the cup with us. The careless tourists totally freak out the waiter. Pity him have to stay and take care of our properties and make sure we are coming back for the bill. =P anyway it was a good meal good chat and good scenery that I definitely want to do it again in my life time.

what a wonderful time with coffee and sunset!

So this is another guy who came over and showing off his talent while we waiting for the sunset , it was pretty entertained and he danced like the bollywood pops up 'kelefe', pro one! "Clap, clap " he said, and we place a smile on face. Thank you for your wonderful performance. :-) ( to be continue)

thibaud's note

NGM News
As I promised you just the last minute before you left, here is some news of NGM Mansion, and about life in Chennai, in general.


-We failed to find one (or two) new roommates. We tried to make the spare room looks attractive, I cooked, we were trying to look as nice as possible, but we failed. 3 times.

-Levent and Nicolas found a other job: for…money reasons, they are now, during their free time, translating stuff from Dutch or Turkish
-Farah had to wear a sari at work, for one day

-Levent, Nicolas and I, went to a “rock concert” in a girls college. I tried to seduce the “dream girl” from our office, sitting next to me. Levent was, as he said, “counting the points”. I reached “+15”, and then, I entered into a bad loop: “-200”, and I finished the night with “-500 000”. Between two roars of laugher, Levent managed to tell me “You know, you cannot necessarily make the same jokes as you did for Jiayee”. It was not working. She is not REAL !

-One evening, we were quietly eating, when 25 Indians, coming from nowhere, rushed into OUR garden, shouting “FIRRRRRRE ! FIRRRE !” The house of the wardens was burning. Errr, in fact, some tyres in their house were burning. We all had a different reaction: Yattan walked very slowly and kept his hands in his pocket, and finally sit down while watching, motionless, the flames. “It’s not a big issue” said he. Levent runned to find enough buckets and water, shouted in Turkish and managed to extinguish the flames. I thought “I must shut down all the electricity in our house, from the big box, outside, but first, I must put shoes, because I do not want to put dirt in all the whole house”.

-We had a nice party in Pondicherry for Pasha’s departure. We were sleeping in a fishermen village, in a kind of hut. Farah said “What’s the fuck ? There is no bathroom !” Ibtissam said “Are boys gonna sleep in the same room as women?”, and I said “cool! There is a wooden hamac in this hut”. Later, as Oliver said, “the French connection was fucking drunk”. Nico spend 15 minutes to sing (alone) songs from Belgium, he went in the sea, I followed him, and I decided to wash my boxer short (sand in it…) but a fucking wave washed away the drunk guy and…a Turkish saved my life. Nico slept totally naked on his mattress and he almost pee on Farah. (Drunk) boys will be (drunk) boys…

-Apparently, two days ago, somebody tried to enter in our house. The little guard 12 years old, told me that he kicked him 4 times and break his nose. As I was laughing, and not believing him, he showed me… In fact, he is REALLY studying karate and kick boxing, and he was not joking…

-We are all going to Goa for new year’s eve. Except Yattan, going to Dehli.

-We never eat lunch at home: too silent.

-Farah and Ibtissam are learning Yoga each morning with Nathan

-Travelling is THE way

my life will...

Sometimes life is getting unproductive when you're having some so called 'luxury life',even the smart,arrogant so called talent youngster like me will get stupid of the civilized lifestyle.
I was staring at the cake when i wasn't that hungry yet I wish to give the lazy waitress some duty to do.
It took more than 20 minutes to let her grab the cake from the counter to my shit face and asked "marble cheese cake?"
Even I was so unhappy with her turtle speed walk, but I have to give a respect on my 12 years free education from the country ,being polite and put the lovely smile on " yes thank you!" I said.

So what is the point of the getting stupid in KL? You know, I was just next to the counter,instead of shit face waiting, I don't even want to stand up, make my left hand a 45 degrees move to get the slice of cake my own. So this is how pathetic when all the fucking restaurants has this service charge system. Making people brainless and enjoy waiting turtle to serve!At the end we considered our self paid for what we should pay!

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