for about 10 seconds after i stepped off the curb at a busy junction in hat yai, the azure sky was directly in my line of sight: i had miscalculated my step resulting in my right ankle, followed by my butt, contacting the tar. the immense pain made it difficult for me to appreciate the glorious view as i more intent to regain my balance. i was rocking on my backside for a good while. meanwhile, my ankle quickly swell to the size of a walnut = serious ouchie :(
long story short, i ended up at the massage place where i was tortured for 2 long hours. it was a horrific experience. :'(
the Wongs documented my torture session (upon my request :P).
was thankful for their moral support throughout what must have been a boring 2 hours watching me groaning and crying out in pain, unless one's a sadist. haha..
was thankful for their moral support throughout what must have been a boring 2 hours watching me groaning and crying out in pain, unless one's a sadist. haha..
when i got back to msia, i went to the local GP who advised me to NEVER GET AN URUT FOR SPRAINED ANKLE. apparently, the swollen area contains some anti-inflammatory stuff which helps in the recovery. an urut will make it worse - my elephantine foot easily testifies to that. i wish i'd known that before blowing 500baht (abt RM50) for the torture. bah!
so there, my first holiday related accident.
p/s: the trip was good otherwise :) [piccies here (for FB frens only)] but i don't think i'd return any time soon. the place quickly grew old, offering little [spent a good few hours in carrefour & tesco. srsly.] other than unsatisfying massages (i prefer Bali over Thai any time!) and delicious but a limited array of street food (mango sticky rice! tom yum kung! siew yoke! dessert! mcD pork burger! =)
hence i wondered why my parents returned to this place time and again, and concluded that it was possibly the most affordable "overseas" trip they could afford back then, hence the sentimentality. air asia effectively eliminate that by expanding our choices by hundreds of miles. my personal favorite ASEAN city is Hanoi (Singapore is a de facto first =) - which i think offers more in term of culture and food, and even tourist kitsch. =)
with the wongs & their extended family, outside their Juru (Pg) home
they have graciously offered our heads a place to rest the night before we made our journey up north
they have graciously offered our heads a place to rest the night before we made our journey up north
my sis like picture of herself with kepala senget pose (sumthin like the champagne popping wedding pic)...
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ReplyDeletenice blog...
(also to ps thadd)thanks for joining us on the hatyai trip=)
(you)even though you twisted your ankle and postponed the manicure for a day..
bye diva wannabe
-i think u know who am i now=)-
beauty:
ReplyDeletea bit too late to comment dy (but i wont be surprised if u read this. stop messing with my page counter!!! hahaha). but i'd answer the same: -_____-"""
hehehe..
_dee:
i was confused a while there, cos cassie is the one who calls me a diva wannabe. ahahaha.. thanks for all the help when i was immobilised. really appreciate it! :)
ure welcome..
ReplyDeletebtw,I invented the name "diva wannabe" on one of my pics on FB captions.cassie just caught on to it...lol
btw2,i linked to ur blog=)
_dee
*stalk sis* mmm... for today i think u can deduct about 5 to 8 (agaration) off your counter... still counting coz stil got one more hour before cabut frm office... la... la... la...
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ReplyDelete0_o you really are very free!!! hahaha.. do like me la. get an RSS reader (bloglines.com) and start reading all the junk out there online. hahaha.. btw when u coming back ah?
debra:
ooh maybe she did. credit to you then!
oh cool, i'll link you too then.