“Don’t judge a book by its cover”- English idiom
Had no idea what to expect when I boarded the ferry to Macau from Central Hong Kong. All I ever heard is it is the Vegas of Asia, where everything is fuelled by the greed of gambling. I was also advised that Macau is only worth a day trip, unless you like casinos. How wrong were they!
Macau maybe known for gamblers for losing their whole pot on the Black Jack table, but what I found was jackpots of goodness! Chilli goodness! Or dessert goodness! Or.. Who cares, but there is definitely more to Macau than what I’ve been told.
Continue reading “The Real Jackpot of Macau”
It was in the middle of summer when I arrived in Hong Kong. There was this soggy feeling, as every pores in my body was oozing sweat, even in the nicely air-conditioned double-decker bus. Finally after years of dreaming, my feet were on solid dim-sum ground. You do not have to be a fortune teller to find out that this is going to another gourmand post. Mate, you are in Hong Kong after all.
Continue reading “Hong Kong: All You Need is a Willing Tummy and Patience”
I love your deer.
I truly did. However,
I have nothing to show for it… Continue reading “Deer Nara”
Dear Memory Hoggers, As Misshoggy has settled down in a new city, with a certain big day coming up, she no longer leaves home that much often any more. As she is reminiscing and hogging memories, When Miss Hoggy Leaves Home is now Misshoggy: A Memory Hogger Continue reading Name Change
“I’m a big fan of the misunderstood, the vilified, the underdog, the breaking of myths.”- Dominic Monaghan, actor.
Continuing into our journey of breaking the myth of Busan being the land of gangsters and the uncultured, my journey into the southern city was more than surprising, it was enlightening. Shall we? Continue reading “Busan: The Misunderstood City (Part 2)”
It was physically difficult, adjusting to wheelchair life, but I remember a great relief and happiness that I was finally getting somewhere – Robert Wyatt, musician
When you have had your foot broken, being operated on and plastered exactly five days before your very well-planned winter vacation, you would begin to wonder: Why did I bother planning again? Would I trip over my crutches and break a bone again? How would I get to the airport? And the most important question: How am I going to travel? Maybe I should just go ahead and cancel everything.
Continue reading “The Monkey Business about Wheelchair Travelling”
“I told my doctor that I broke my legs in two places. He told me to quit going to those places” – Henry Youngman
Well, my doctor didn’t. My dad did when I went back to visit him in Malaysia, in a wheelchair. That was definitely the highlight of the past seven months I’ve been away from the blog. This is Misshoggy, writing from my second year in South Korea. Continue reading “Long Time No See”