Category: Travel

But where is everyone?

The littlest sister and I had been planning to visit Venice Piazza on McKinley Hill in Taguig City since last week, and so when we finally found a good time to discover a new place, we pushed through with our plans. Suffice to say that the place was virtually empty at 8:00 in the evening on a Sunday while everywhere else was overflowing with human traffic.

venice piazza mall, taguig city
The place is lovely…but where is everyone?

I’m not sure if this tower has any commercial purpose at all, but if you are having a hard time locating the place, it serves as some guide of sorts because you can spot it from afar.

Maybe in a year or two, Venice Piazza will become another cool new happening place, much like when Eastwood or The Fort were starting. There are a number of housing complexes and BPO office buildings around the place, so I guess Venice Piazza’s target market is composed of BPO yuppies, expats, and those who’ve managed to escape Makati’s congestion. In this photo: tiny sis and her former employer’s building.

Somewhere in the back is a little nook called Sol Gelato. Theirs is not the best ice cream in town, but being the only ice cream parlour in a far-flung mall, Sol Gelato will do.

Cam-whoring at Universal Studios (and parts of) – Singapore

The city-state’s latest attraction had a soft launch two months ago, and by the time we visited the place, a couple of its major rides were still on finishing stages. I have about a few months to a year to muster the courage to ride bad-ass-by-my-standards Superman roller coaster and some other thriller that’s still under construction. Click the photos for large versions.

 This ride, I could take. Just add water and soak the hapless victims.

 Totally soaked after the Wild River ride. Good thing, I went there on super comfy flip-flops.

I was not planning to ride this thing at all, because I was too chicken to be in anything that dropped, shook, or threw me around at 100 mph.  But before I realized what awaited me, I had already lined up for half an hour and was only two batches away from the next car.

Look, Ma! It’s the Asian Anubis. Nice abs, pare!

On a very short walk of fame by the park’s entrance. 

“All I want is love, peace, understanding and a chocolate bar bigger than my head.”

Well, if you ever get tired of that clunker beside you…

Aaand more touristy bits, such as taking loads of pictures and creating a lot of racket.
Ohai, SG, we meet again! Now I know on which side of the plane I should book a seat. This is a somewhat lucky shot taken while riding the monorail to Sentosa Island. I would really love to have a camera upgrade, such as that carried around by Vortex.

Malaysia 2010 Part 2: Buildings, infrastructure and signage

Malaysia’s infrastructure and road networks are pretty impressive, and because much of the country is “seismically stable,” its capital, Kuala Lumpur, enjoys having taller, larger buildings. Suffice it to say that its skyscrapers dwarf those tiny things in Manila masquerading as towers.

When they’re not driving at 100 kph on their fine highways, Kuala Lumpur residents are stuck in rush-hour traffic. Notice the lush greenery in the background, however. It’s as if all the city’s highways are lined with rain forests.

Putrajaya is a city that’s still pretty much under construction. Being planned as the administrative centre of Malaysia, it is host to the site of key government buildings, such as those of the justice ministry, finance ministry, and the residence of the country’s Prime Minister. The best way to get around Putrajaya for sightseeing is by taxi and van rentals. Forget about trying to walk around the place; while everywhere is picturesque, the city is infernally hot.

The Putrajaya Convention centre’s roof looks like something straight out of a sci-fi movie. The structure looks formidable up close.

The Prime Minister’s building

The Ministry of Justice Building… I think.

I believe this is a telecoms company’s building.
Peace is possible, it is.

They just know how to build beautiful bridges. This district in Putrajaya showcases a number of awe-inspiring bridges that are a mix of good engineering and modern design. Just look at the angles on this structure.

Seri Saujana Bridge’s steel girders, up close

I saw the signs 


 Public display of affection is generally frowned upon. You can’t make out at this park in a KL suburb.

These dress codes are strictly followed in mosques, unlike those dress codes posted on Catholic and denominational churches in RP.

 Malaysia is a fine country 🙂 You can bring, but not consume, food and drinks in public vehicles.

 Don’t hassle the bus driver by giving large notes and expecting him to give your change ASAP. He’s driving at 100 kph.

If you don’t line up early enough for tickets at Petronas, this message will welcome you. Be there before 8 or 9, to be safe.

Queuing up at the ladies’ loos.

No, I’m not!

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UPDATED: Malaysia 2010 Part 1–Romancing Petronas, haggling for scarves, and engaging in much debauchery

It was a great four-day frantic tour of Kuala Lumpur, Putra Jaya, Genting Highlands, and Selangor in Malaysia, and the newly opened Universal Studios on Sentosa Island in Singapore with badminton friends. I’m still too tired to be coherent, so I’m only posting photos of the trip that used up much of my energy but I would most likely take again if or when given the chance. It’s been years since I went on a trip with the Titans, and I’m crossing my fingers that we’d have more of this again…though I hope in a less frenetic fashion.

Inside the KLIA Express, which took us from KL Central Station to Putra Jaya in 20 minutes. The train was very clean, comfortable, and mighty fast.
Malaysia’s preferred mode of transportation is still driving, therefore although it has very decent railroad and subway networks, more people are going around in their compact cars. And yes, there are more compacts than your typical sedan in Malaysia; more people are driving national car brands than foreign ones, as well. 
The first impression that Malaysia gave me was that it’s infrastructure was top-notch, it’s highways were nothing but impressive. Still, because of the massive number of motorists it hosts, KL is far from being traffic-free. We got stuck for an hour in rush-hour traffic, going from Sogo mall to Petaling Jaya.
Doing cougar-y stuff at Petronas Twin Towers
The steel work on this building is very impressive.
Inside the Skybridge
 Romancing the twin towers, where works the handsomest security guard in the world. Is it time to feel cougar-y yet?

View of the park from Skybridge. It’s pretty, no?

Just below the towers is the upscale six-level mall, Suria KLCC.
Of course, Petronas is grand. It’s pretty, it’s famous, it’s fantabulous! We all know these things already. But what the ladies didn’t know was that the men who made sure that all visitors behaved as they should were just nearly as pretty as the national symbols of might that they guarded.

This guy was scanning visitors’ bags as our batch was lining up for the lift to the 41st level. I thought he would stay by his x-ray scanner, but alas, after everybody entered the lift, he got in, trying to look as if he was about to clobber any misbehaving fool within his sight. But us fools noticed he was tall, and had nice cheekbones, and nice eyes and eyelashes that stretch to out theeeeere!, and that looking stern never looked sexy. Purrr!

And then we all ended up giggling like high schoolers. And then we kept telling, whispering to each other that the man in uniform could give Piolo Pascual a run for his money (plus that he is most unlikely gay). And then we just kept looking at him. And then I couldn’t help it anymore, so I asked Rodel with his hi-tech camera to take my photo with Manong Guard. And then everybody wanted to to have their photos taken with him as well. Bah, nauna ako kay Manong Guard ha?

And then he just didn’t know what to do. Dealing with silly misbehaving women maybe wasn’t part of his “looking stern” conditioning. And then he was helpless; these cougars are fierce!

And then this sort-of smile. The poor man’s shift is 2:00 in the afternoon on weekdays.

Food, food, food and more food!

One of the highlights of the trip was food. Malaysia offers among the best fusion of Indian, Malay and Chinese cuisine.  I like my food zingy, but after days of taking in unheard of flavors (and smells) that vary from hot to super hot prior to taking this trip, I began to crave for good old McDonald’s pancakes and fried chicken. Still, for a newbie, Malaysia is a flavor haven, and everything that you could buy is worth a try. I enjoyed our breakfast of spicy rice and sweet-and-spicy chicken at a stall just outside the Asia Jaya MTR station.

Nando’s on the concourse level of Suria KLCC serves good food. Too bad, the waitress that served our food was awfully rude. 

 Breakfast at Nando’s: bread, sausages, eggs, and grilled tomatoes. Not mine, though. I bought a blueberry and chocolate muffin from Starbucks to go with my usual latte. Coffee is not a popular drink in Malaysia, but they have really good milk teas.

Lamb kebab set served at a Persian restaurant at central station. The kebabs were drier than I was used to, but were super filling, no less.

I could have five of this super delish pistachio yogurt ice cream in one go.

A pork-and-tofu soup dish that went well with steamed rice. The pork used tasted like luncheon meat, but how did they know that I loved the flavor of cilantro?

Our best and biggest meal was at the buffet shabu-shabu restaurant in Selangor. Here, we were waiting for the broths to boil before adding crabs, shrimps, veggies, noodles, shomai, and seaweeds.

You need to get there as early as possible to avoid the long line. We waited for more than an hour to get a table, but the food was well worth the wait.

Something familiar: meatballs and fries in overflowing gravy and blueberry sauce, cheesecake, chocolate chip muffin, and bottomless cherry soda at the Ikea food court. I must have paid only RM16 for these. I’d love to go there again!

Carbonated Benadryl never tasted this refreshing! This Poly Strawberry-flavoured soda was bought at a stall in front of the mosque in Putra Jaya.

Now this, I am used to. Even their MickeyD coffee cups are prettier.

Haggling for shawls and scarves

I wasn’t planning to buy scarves, but seeing the girls going gaga over the pretty things at this old shopping district that sold modesty stuff made me lose my resolve and gave in to the colorful lovelies that were a coral pink glossy pashmina shawl and a marine and aqua blue silk scarf, all for only RM18, or roughly P200. The Pakistani stall owner was no match to our haggling charms.

First-and-a-halfth Overseas Trip


I think I overpacked. Again. And I think my luggage is as overpacked as my itinerary.

I’m flying out with seven friends tonight, hoping for a safe flight and a stress-free trip to Malaysia and Singapore. There is a planned badminton, swimming, cable car ride, and shopping. I think I’ll be sticking to picture-taking most of the time, and I’m of two minds about playing badminton, given that I didn’t even bring a racquet. Haha. Can I use the EB schedule for napping instead? Here be the itinerary.