Cuti cuti

I just realized that we don’t have any proper online bus ticket reservation system. No, plusliner.com does not count. Why? Try logging in to the system and click on the ticket reservation tab. It will return to the login page again, login, click again and bam, login page again. It’s like playing a silly pointless clicking game with that stupid website and when I clicked on the contact us tab and wrote a complain, guess what, no need to guess, it’s rather predictable, server could not be found error message screamed back at me.

Annoyed, I rushed off to take the Star LRT to Pudu after work. All busses were sold out, especially Konsortium, Plusliner and Transnational , so I literally had to go beg at each available counter for tickets while dodging the annoying counter-less ticket sellers who keep cornering you with their, ‘Ticket ticket! Pergi mana adik?’

Finally after about 8 counters, I managed to get the ticket to up North on Merdeka Day at 10 am. Yay! Hopefully the bus is in good condition.

Home home home! Home sweet home!
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I managed to get my other vendor’s kids pictures. Aren’t they adorable? (Actually I got this off his wife’s blog)

Dressed up as Pippi Longstocking

Dressed up as Little Red Riding Hood

Trip to the zoo

Junior cooking classes

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Oh yeah, we had dinner for the third time in Anjapar, Bangsar before the first vendor left for his vacation. It never ceases to amaze me how much these foreigners love Indian food with all its spiciness. M was naturally relishing everything. Even when the whole load went to Penang, breakfast was at an Indian stall while dinner was at Ananda Bavan. The first thing they mention when they get to Malaysia is Indian food, and in their phone calls, there will be a mention on banana leaf. My bosses go for banana leaf once a week at least, that’s what I heard.

Opens up my eyes as well coz I usually take Indian food for granted.