Wednesday, 30 June 2010

The Valley

When u stepped into Vienna, one of the most beautiful city in the world, and u are not excited by its world-class architecture, u know u have hit a rut.

After five weeks on the road, after five weeks of breath-taking scenery, magnificent ancient and modern architecture, after five weeks of listening to Lady Gaga and Kesha over and over again on the radio across ten different countries, I am feeling a little tired from all the beauty. :(

This is just a valley, and the peak will come after. Soon, I hope.

Tuesday, 29 June 2010

We Ban Gum for Good Reason

When I stepped on a piece of gum in the main square of Bratislava, I exclaimed, "This is the reason why we ban gum in Singapore!"

The foresight of our oh-so-fabulous government!

I Feel Silly Again

Sitting at a café and writing about mum and I started tearing. How very silly.

Thank goodness I am the only patron.

Just an Accident

Stalker dear has decided to accidentally dialed my mobile phone at 12.53am in the morning.

I am sitting here in front of my computer in Bratislava when the phone rang. I was thinking that she got the different time zones mixed up again and called her back via Skype.

"I called you accidentally", she said.

Some habits die hard.

Monday, 28 June 2010

I Thought Wrong

I thought I have attended some awesome parties since I started travelling. I thought I have meet some awesome people since I started travelling. I had honestly thought I have.

Last night, everything I thought I knew was thrown out of the window.

The night lasted till day. I found myself enjoying McDonald's breakfast at 8am and lovin' it. Then later, I walked barefooted home. The heels dug their tentacles into my feet deep and I was having none of it no more. Chris didn't blink an eye when I took my shoes off but the Hungarians took more than a second look.

"The crazy Asian girl is at it again" must have popped into their heads.

Friday, 25 June 2010

We Read Each Other's Mind

This morning, I logged into Skype and finally saw Stalker dear online. Without hesitation, I proceeded to call her and we finally "saw" each other over the webcam after almost two months.

15 minutes into chatting with the love of my life, I picked up my phone and saw a message that she had sent earlier in the day to ask when is a good time for her to call and catch up with me.

Our love runs deep and we truly are connected on a different level. We read each other's mind even though we are thousand of miles apart. This is what true love is made of. ;)

Wednesday, 23 June 2010

If I Did

Yvonne asked why I haven't uploaded (onto facebook) pics of the cute guys I've met on my trip.

To which I replied "If I did meet any, I won't have time to post pics". *wink*

One Love After Another

Rode on a ferris wheel in a salt mine!

Followed by Toy Story 3D movie is a luxurious cinema!

Ended the day with watching a ballet performance at the Romanian Cluj National Theatre!

My day is complete even if I have to brave the rain again. :)

Tuesday, 22 June 2010

A Rainy Day


Lost in Translation

While at a cafe in Cluj, Brown-nii only had a hundred Romanian Lei note for a bill of 9 Romanian Lei and the waitress said "Don't worry. That gentleman over there took care of your bill".

So my good luck continues! :)

Monday, 21 June 2010

Let's Play Hide & Seek

Pit stop at Sighişoara while driving from Sibiu to Cluj was a delightful decision. I loved strolling, exploring, and getting lost in small towns alone.

The only thing that's missing? Dracula with real fangs jumping out of an alleyway to complete the adventure.

Sunday, 20 June 2010

I Wonder Why Do All Good Things Come To An End?

Why do all good things come to an end?
Nelly sings it well.

Honestly, what will become of me?
I don't like reality
It's way too clear to me

But really life is dandy
We are what we don't see
We miss everything daydreaming

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Come to an end, come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?
Come to an end, come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?

Traveling I always stop at exits
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless
Living this way I stress less

I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets it and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Come to an end, come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?
Come to an end, come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?

Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon
So that they could die

Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon
So that they could die

Die, die, die

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Come to an end, come to an end
Why do all good things come to an end?
Come to an end, come to an end
Why do all good things come to an end?

Well the dogs were barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it will come soon

And the sun was wondering if it should
Stay away for a day ?til the feeling went away
And the sky was falling
And the clouds were dropping
And the rain forgot how to bring salvation

The dogs were tune barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon
So that they could die

Such A Lovely Couple

We paid a visit to Astra and I was bowled over by the traditional Romanian houses and old school bowling alley. No pun intended.

I've snagged myself a Mister Dracula! We do make such a lovely couple, don't we? ;)

I believe we are getting married in a castle - just like how Joey had wished for me.

If Only She Could See What I See

She must have loved travelling as much as I do.

A family overseas trip was an annual affair – she’d made sure we were rewarded for studying hard. Chewy, Owen and I would always get so excited about where we were going - Australia, Hong Kong, China, Indonesia, Thailand. We were even excited just to go to Malaysia.

I wished she had the chance to see the world like I do but fate dealt her a cruel hand.

Mummy, thank you for giving me the travelling bug.

And Thy Plant The Seed

A live Tango-jazz orchestra concert in the courtyard of the Brukenthal Museum takes me back to when I was 12.

A violin teacher came to my primary school and took the stage. After he finished playing, I knew I wanted to be able to do exactly what he did. When it was announced that violin lessons would be introduced as a paid extra-curriculum activity (which was unheard of at that time) in school, I jumped at the chance. I still remember I had to persuade dad and mum for days to allow me to join, even promising to study even harder. My persistence paid off and I was the first to sign up for the violin class in school.

A year of piano lessons the year before meant I could read music notes already and I learned quickly. A few students were chosen to perform at a school concert and I was one of the lucky few. You can’t even begin to imagine my excitement and joy. I remember one of the songs we played was Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.And at this point in time, I should smugly mention that I performed at a school event with the violin.

Alas, it was the year of PSLE. Mum pulled me out of violin class after half a year to concentrate on my studies. I cried my eyes out. Ever since, I have always wanted to pick up violin lessons again but you know how it is like – you get distracted with everything else in the world.

On hindsight, the lessons are the catalysts for me falling in love with the arts. I love Europe for its arts and more arts.

And maybe violin lessons again when I return to Singapore…

Saturday, 19 June 2010

Big & Small Square

We drove to Sibiu and our host's (Ovidiu) place is two steps away from Piata Mare also called the Big Square. I am loving my luck! The city center is gorgeous and like Bruges, it's surreal.

In true Romanian tradition, Ovidiu welcomed us with a drink of rajika. I love how everyone in the Balkans have their "home-made, from the village" rajika for their guests! If it ain't home-made and from the village, it ain't real rajika.

Delicious dinner of mushrooms and palenta at a restaurant near sister Small Square filled my tummy. I miss the food back home badly! I am going to eat so much chilli crab when I get back home.

The McDonald's not in the city's Big Square though. Boo! How will I survive? No, seriously.

A Different Kind of Pedestrian

If you see water buffaloes roaming the street and motorway that you're driving on, you know you are not in familiar territory.

Waaaaaay out of comfort zone! Wooohoooo!

Welcome to România!

Friday, 18 June 2010

Make A Wish

Shooting star above fortress of Petrovaradin in Novi Sad. I closed my eyes, made a wish and saw the future - an extremely happy one. :)

Don't Rain On Carmen's Parade

Today, Serbia performed a miracle and beat Germany in the World Cup Group-D game.

I would like to claim all the credit for this. Ivan (our host) was reluctant to head out for the night because he couldn't drink (he's on some antibiotics). I told him that I will pray for Serbia to win and if, by miracle, Serbia does, he couldn't say no to going out. Serbia won because of me, or rather, my strong desire to go out dancing.. ;)

I spent the afternoon strolling the street of Novi Sad alone and stumbled upon a few surprises - a ballet school, a bookstore which has my one of my favourite books (Eragon) in Serbian and falsies at an incredibly irresistible price.

In the evening, Carmen was being screen across Europe from Valencia, Spain in Trg Slobode as part of Viva Europa 2010. It poured 15 minutes into the screening and everyone ran for their lives. The storm wouldn't let up and I missed a great Opera performance. Damnit!

It is also today that I met my evil twin, Dragana. This girl's awesome sense of humour has me thinking that there could be more crazies like me out in the world. I just need to look harder to find them.

Later in the night, Tijana, Maya, Ivica and I danced till the sun comes out. With that much fun, I have decided to come back for EXIT festival in a few weeks!

Novi Sad is certainly a small town with huge surprises!

I Pick Phones

It seems like I can pick phone for a living.

I have this natural ability to find phones in the ladies' toilets, especially when I'm travelling.

One in KL, two in Tokyo, one in Bled.

I might have enough to open a mobile phone shop by the end of the year. But I always return the phones. If you lost yours, you'd want it back, don't you?

Sand & The City

The ominous dark clouds stood at a distance with a threatening stance. A strong gust of sudden wind blew up a sand storm. Sand storm in the city. That's a first for me.

The Balkan shows its true colours.

Thursday, 17 June 2010

I Have A Good Reason For My New Shoes

A bus tour around Belgrade took Andrew and I to the major sites in the comfort of the topless bus. I picked a strapless to to ensure I get to even out my tan. Haha!

In the afternoon, I continued my pampering regime and a pedicure ensue. I even bought a lovely pair of sandals. Look, it was absolutely necessary that I got myself a pair of new shoes so as not to ruin my pedicure. ;)

In the late afternoon, a supposedly one-hour drive to Novi Sad turned into two when I realised I had stupidly left my phone at Raymond's. Andrew must be hating me for that now. Oops.

Upon arriving in Novi Sad, I caught up with a bunch of CS-ers at Gusen restaurant. I have a feeling I am going to make a lot of new friends here - they are almost as crazy as I am. Just almost.

The Greatest Invention Ever

I have always said the microwave is the greatest invention ever.

The microwave explains half of my existence - I survive solely on McDonald's and instant noodles "cooked" in microwave. Now, the thing about me "cooking" is another post for another time.

It is said that what makes a great invention is how universally known it is..

Today, while at a petrol kiosk in Serbia, I wanted my sandwich to be heated up.

After 10 seconds of futile trying to tell the girl behind the counter what I wanted with my limited Serbian vocabulary, I paused for a moment. The next second, I told her "Ding!"

She understood me immediately and we, from two vastly different parts of the world, were instantly connected by a tiny but holy household appliance.

The greatness of the microwave rears its mighty head again!

Wednesday, 16 June 2010

I Bring The Party

As I keep reminding Andrew "I don't go to parties. I bring the party".

Kesha says the same thing about her. We'll make such good friends!

Wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy (Hey, what up girl?)
Put my glasses on, I'm out the door - I'm gonna hit this city (Let's go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back

I'm talking - pedicure on our toes, toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-toping, playing our favorite CD:s
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
Now, the dudes are lining up 'cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger

I'm talking about - errybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now - we goin' 'til they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us down
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You got that sound
Yeah, you got me

DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up

No, the party don't start until I walk in

The Whitest Boy Alive

Serbia has this rule that all visitors must be registered with the police by owner of the residence they put up at. Raymond (our host) couldn't register us because it's his school which rented his apartment for him and thus, Andrew and I spent the whole afternoon getting lost and trying to get a hostel to register us for our stay in Serbia.

If Singapore has no such rule, no other country should. We are the strictest country in the world, for crying out loud! We ban the sale of chewing gum! Beat that!

Anyway, finally, after getting a hostel to register us for a "token" amount, I needed to lift my spirits. And with that, I pampered myself with a manicure. I decided to go red this once, just for the fun of it. :)

In the evening, a big group of us headed out to a music concert held at Kalemegdan Fortress. The Whitest Boy alive turned out to be quite green and he put up quite a performance. Thumbs up!

After getting ourselves in the party mood, we headed out for some more merry-making on the boats that lined the Danube. 

Belgrade has a reputation for a party town and it definitely lived up to its reputation. Can't stop partying! Woohoo!! :)

Tuesday, 15 June 2010

My First Serbian Ballet

Andrew and I drove into Belgrade, parked the car, found the National Theatre and got ourselves two tickets to the ballet.

My very first ballet on the trip!!

To make the deal sweeter, the ticket was less than 15 euros. I have always paid exorbitant amount in Singapore!

Have I mentioned I adore ballet?

Monday, 14 June 2010

I Cried & Laughed Myself Silly

The Sarajevo Tunnel tour reminded me of Vietnam's CuChi tunnel tour. Again, the tears flow and I felt like so silly.

Exploring the streets of Sarajevo took a couple of hours and the scorching sun won't let up.

Later in the night, Alma, Andrew and I bumped into Alma's friends at a bar and we spent the next couple of hours laughing ourselves silly.

The better kind of silly.

Sense of Humour

Croatia has a good sense of humour. I like.

Sunday, 13 June 2010

Let The Arts Fest Come To Me

Brown-nii is in Bosnia. Who would have believed that? Get out of here! (I love this line.)

It gets better. Brown-nii met three Singaporean guys (Azri, Terence, Terry) while she was getting supper at a pizzeria.

Then it gets even better, remember how I was saying I'm missing the Arts Fest back home? The three guys are part of the Arts Fest group which is representing Singapore! They are performing in Bosnia on Wednesday night. Such a pity, if not, I could say I caught the Singapore Arts Fest in Bosnia.

But the trio might be headed to Berlin in July. Who knows, I might just get to catch them in action then.

Of Heart-Breaking & Heart-Warming Moments

When you see war scenes on the telly, you dismiss it or don’t think much about it if you were not in such a situation yourself.

Today, we paid a visit to Mostar for a couple of hours on our way from Dubrovnik to Sarajevo. Bosnia had been at war with Serbia and Mostar is famous for its old bridge (which connected the two sides of the river) which was destroyed during the war.

Watching a video on the destruction of the war and the reconstruction of the bridge, tears swelled quickly in my eyes.  

The hurt, damage, and devastation war brings about breaks my heart. The images of adults with terrified looks on their faces, the images of children with emptiness in their eyes, the images of carcasses of pets rotting on the streets ... These images were haunting.  

On the other hand, the resilience of mankind warms my heart. The images of workers lifting broken bridge pieces from the riverbed, the images of workers tolling under the sun to rebuild the bridge, the images of Bosnians cheering the re-opening of the bridge… These images were poignant.  

Now, I begin to wonder how it’s really like to live in Iraq where troops are a common sight on the streets and lives are not valued. Then tears swell quickly in my eyes again.  

One can only hope one doesn’t have to live through war and in the unfortunate event one does, one will emerge stronger.

Saturday, 12 June 2010

I Told You To Keep Out Of The Red Zone, Brown-nii!

Andrew and I made a last minute decision to drive into Montenegro today and go to the old town of Kotor. While on our way, we made a quick pit and saw Roman mosaics which are from the 3rd century. It’s amazing how some relics are preserved so well.

To get up to St John fortress in Kotor’s old town, one has to attempt a steep 45-minute climb. I thought to myself, “If I can survive Mount Brandon, this is nothing”. The map of the climb even marked red lines indicating steep and danger zones, which I reminded myself multiple times to avoid at all cost.
Towards the last leg of the climb, I realised I had entered the red zone! Great job, Brown-nii.

I have been concentrating on the steps and wasn’t looking at the signs. Oh well, I figured I would start counting my steps in French to keep me distracted from the steep drop next to me, and it worked! I reached the top of the fortress and I laughed in the face of the flag which has been taunting me when I started the ascend. Piece of cake!

Andrew and I spent 20 minutes trying to search for some pre-historic cave drawings while on our way back to Dubrovnik. Failing to find it and with the sun setting, we made a mad rush across the border back into Croatia.  

Later in the night, we met up with our new found friends and again, the party continues till dawn.

Friday, 11 June 2010

We All Gather In One Place

I started the day with a chicken salad breakfast at McDonald’s and knew that it was going to be a good day.

We then proceeded to drive to Dubrovnik which is at the southern end of Croatia. The coastal drive was scenic and it was what roadtrips are made of. Mike is going to work on his driver’s licence and a roadtrip across the no-man land of Australia will materialised next year.

It was impossible to get a host in Dubrovnik and we checked into a guesthouse. Finally, we have air-conditioning! Woohoo~  Given the crazy heat, I was tempted to just stay in the room and soak up the air-conditioning!

After an hour of rest, into the old town Andrew and I went exploring. With the sun beating down our back, the 2-hour walk around the fortress walls had us exhausted, thirsty, sweaty and sore. Needless to say, the view was splendid and I would gladly do it another time.

While at the bar at night, I approached an Asian girl and soon, Andrew and I found ourselves making merry with some new-found friends – Hisako, Milla, Jess, Jason, Brian, Brent.

You know how everyone always says the world is very small?

Jason: I have a good friend in Singapore whom I used to go to school in OZ with. He is selling zippers now. 
Wii: NO WAY! Get out of here!
Jason: *confused*
Wii: I know that guy! Please don' tell me his name is George.
Jason: It is!
Wii: This is too weird! I know George. We party together! Gosh, how small can the world be!
Jason: Let's take a picture and show it to George as proof that we've met in Dubrovnik.

Fancy meeting a friend of a friend in some remote part of the world!

I guess we all gather in one place - the bar. ;)


I overtook a big container truck. Oops.

It was on a road with a continuous white line.Oops.

It felt good. Oops.

Lunch For Breakfast

The mind is stronger than the body. I haven't had McDonald's for five days now and I crawled out of bed at 9am this morning to get over the withdrawal symptoms.

At 10.30am, I stepped into McDonald's, thinking I finally woke up early enough to try its breakfast in this part of the world. To my horror, they don't serve breakfast.

Someone kill me, please! And make it a swift one.

You've Got Mail

A parcel awaits at the post office of Dubrovnik even before I arrived. I knew my best friend would come through.

Thank you, Mr Kam.

Thursday, 10 June 2010

Split Between Heart and Mind

We arrived in Split last evening and had dinner with our host, Pascal. I felt like I already knew Pascal because we met people who did knew him while we were in Rijeka. True to their words, Pascal was so easy to get along with.

At Pascal’s, I met Mickey from Tel Aviv. This lady is more than 50 years old but she still gallivant the world. I really admire her spirits. An invitation and a place for me to stay soon followed. I am so going to Israel now!

Split claimed to have more shoe stores per capita in the world, and in the old town of Split, I saw this gorgeous pair of shoes which I would kill for. Since I don’t have the budget and space for the shoes, I settled for some yummy cherries. Fresh cherries everywhere. I can’t stop eating them!

Who Women Want

Split has more shoe stores than a caterpillar needs. This is why I adore Split! :)

Euro Slide

Euro slide down the slide when I visited. And I exchanged it for too high a rate!

Wednesday, 9 June 2010

No Fish Will Get Me At Plitvice Lakes

The lush green backdrop against the crystal clear water was so inviting on this bright and sunny day. But when I saw that there were so million fish in the water, I changed my mind. No fish will get to eat me in Croatia.  

I won’t boast about completing the 4-four trek. It was an easy trek, really. Everyone was transported up to the top with a bus and all we had to do was walk downhill. Too easy! Come on, I’ve conquered Mount Brandon! Challenge me!

I think one will appreciate the beauty of the lakes more if one was made to climb uphill too. But of course, one might be tempted to jump into the lake and that would be a big no-no for this UNESCO site.  

There was a local primary school excursion and when I walked past them, a little girl asked “Do you speak English?”

“Bok. Dar”.

If you didn’t know better, you’d be afraid nobody speaks English here and will have difficulty communicating with the locals. But my oh my, every person under the age of 40 spoke perfect English. Still, I made an effort to learn some Croatian words and phrase to fit in – fitting in being a relative word here.  

If you need to learn a few words, here it is. I spelt the words out phonetically cos there would be no way I’d (or you’d) knew how to pronounce the words if spelt in Croatian.  

Hello - Bok
Thank you – H(a)va-la
How are you? – Ka-kor see
Good afternoon – Dole-ber dan
I’m good – Dole-bro some
Fine – Fino
And you? Ar ti?
Nice to meet you – Drago me yeah
Beer – Pi-vo (yeh deng nor pivo for one beer & pi-var for many beers – I even made sure I get my grammer correct!)
Yes – Da
No – Neh
Bye – Bok
One – Yeh deng
Two  - Do va
Three – tree
Let’s go – Yee-there more
You’re welcome – Molim
Please – Molim
Bon appetite – Dole-bar tek
Sorry – Oh-pros-ti
I’ll like (to order something) – Ya bi (xxxx)
I don’t understand – Neh leh zom(bie) mien
What’s that? – shh-toy-yeah tall? (I don’t know why I learned this because if the other party understands in Croatian, I can only say “Neh leh zom(bie) mien”. Haha.)  

And of course, the continuous learning continues…  

“Yeah bi say” is the most important word to know but let's go back to admiring the beauty of Mother Nature, shall we?

I Was Ready

From the picture, you can tell I was all ready for the 4-hour trek at Plitvice Lakes.

I just had a softer cotton top, trendier sunnies, daintier shoes, a more fashionable hat and a more chic handbag than most trekkers would, but I was definitely all ready for the 4-hour trek.

Tuesday, 8 June 2010


Two days in the sun by the lovely stone beaches in Croatia, Wii-nii is now to be called Brown-nii.

Cruising Along The Adriatic Sea

We went back to the beach today to make sure my tan is even and after 2 hours, it was. :)

After that, it was a 3 hour drive along the gorgeous coast of the Adriatic Sea to Plitvice Lakes. It was 6pm when we arrived so Andrew and I decided it will be an early night today.

Tomorrow, I'm attempting a 4 hour trek around Plitvice Lakes. I need to work the calories from the beer off!

Monday, 7 June 2010


The sun was out and shining so brightly, Igor, Andrew, Eva and I decided to make the most of it by spending half the day sunbathing in Opatija.

Olive-skin. Check.
Gorgeous thread. Check.
Straw hat. Check.
4-inches heels. Check.

I can just imagine myself strolling down the streets of Italy and Greece.

The other half of the day was spent on dinner, drinks and joints by the port. In the night, like the mature adults as we are, we hung out at the harbor with two monstrous bottle of beer, which almost crushed me to death.

Sunday, 6 June 2010

That's A Compromise

I Never

While at the ATM machine deciding how much HRK to withdraw, Andrew said "you can't lose what you don't have".

He was right.

I never had you so how could I have possibly lost you?

You've Got a Friend In Me

Today, Andrew and I made our way to Rijeka. I was sad to leave the good company I’ve met in Zagreb but it gave me a good reason to come back to meet these friends again.

At 4pm, we arrived in Rijeka, and leisurely strolled in the city centre for about two hours before heading to our host, Igor.

After dinner, Igor and I went to the petrol station to get some beers and while in the car, the beer fell out of the bags.

“Is your car trying to steal our beer?”
 “The car is thirsty.”
“Nobody steals my beer!”
“Hey, that’s my line.”

And that’s how I know I got a friend in Igor – he is crazy like me.


The party starts whenever I feel like it or at 12pm exactly. ;)

Saturday, 5 June 2010

Let Them Have Rakija

Exploring Zagreb (with Andrew and Baptiste) took just a couple of hours. I can see more and more tourists now on the streets. Yes, I am one of them but I am not one of them. ;)

In the evening, Kreso (our host in Zagreb), Andrew and I went out to meet up again with Baptiste (a French working in Shenzhen). It’s always fun to speak Mandarin with foreigners, especially those who have studied Mandarin. Together, we headed for drinks with Marina and Barbara. I have my first taste of Rakija and it was nasty! I stand corrected – it was worse than nasty. It tasted like vodka but ten times stronger. Baptiste and I had four Rakija each. We are nuts, I know.

We ended up hanging out at the after-party of the AnimeFest which was happening in the city. We had more Rakija and then some. I already told you we are nuts. He’s French, for goodness’ sake! And I’m Wynnii. ‘Nuff said.

There was a producer celebrating his birthday and we even had a slice of cake. Yeah, we were rolling with the who’s who of the film industry.

The most famous person I met? Have you watched The Night at The Museum? Do you know who wrote it the book? Well, I do. It’s Milan Trenc. I met Milan and chatted with him for a bit. So now, I have two checks on the list of “Famous People Wynnii Has Seen/Met” – one for the actor from Amelie and now, Milan. I feel SO connected with Hollywood.

Now, you know how Hollywood is crazy right? I had this over-enthusiastic journalist, who took about 300 million pictures of me, but I could be wrong - chances are the number is in a much higher range.

At 1am, the group of us club-hopped and dance the night away.

Stepping foot into Kreso’s apartment at 5.30am was definitely my cup of tea. :)

Friday, 4 June 2010

The Old Becomes New

It was an hour drive to the Postojna Cave and I stared in awe the beauty of Mother Nature’s three million-year old creation. The limestones are called Romeo and Juliet and like the star-crossed lovers, the and takes thousands of years to “meet”. How apt eh?

After visiting the cave, we headed to the Postojna Castle. I don’t think I’m impressed with any of the castle I’d seen so far in Slovenia. Many were destroyed during the Second World War and the restoration teams seem to want to turn these ancient fortresses into modern buildings with steel, glass and polished wood.

Then it was another three hours on the highway to Zagreb. At the Croatian border, the officer remarked “Singapore?” when he scanned my passport and I have reasons to believe he hasn’t seen one of those before. I wonder how he’ll react if I were to sprout “Me no spek Ingrish” at that moment. Haha.

In the city centre, I had my fill of McDonald’s for dinner. I can feel my love for Croatia building up already!  

Welcome to Hrvatska! :)


Today, I surprised myself. And I’m sure you’ll be surprised too after reading this.

This morning, while standing at the traffic junction, there was a McDonald’s and a supermarket at equal distance from me. One would think I would head to Mcdonald’s  instinctively but I bought food from the supermarket!   I wonder what has gotten into me.

Maybe I realised I’m running low on my travel funds – in only less than two months into the trip! Damn the good beers you find in Europe!


Even the mannequin can be naughty at times...

Thursday, 3 June 2010

I Stroll & I See

Strolling around Ljubljana takes me to the fortresss, Roman walls, city center and I stumbled upon a penguin. :)

As a country’s capital, Ljubljana doesn’t have enough tourist attractions. But it does have a calendar full of cultural events such as dance, theatre, concerts etc. It’s too bad I will miss the ballet. I want to watch a ballet so badly!

Borut and his fiancée met us for dinner and they were such a lovely couple. They had wanted to host us but when they told me they were getting married on the 19th, I told them I don’t want to impose because they must have a million and one things up to their necks to settle before the wedding. So we decided to meet up for dinner instead.

They were telling me what the wedding will be like and it sounded so perfect. Both of them are avid sports-lovers and with that, they have chosen to get married at a resort in the mountains among 15 close family members. They have decided to go against tradition and chose to have a simple ceremony. I can’t wait to see the pictures after the 19th!

It was an early night for us because Andrew is not feeling the best with a sore throat, cough and stuffy nose. This means I get a chance to update the blog! :)

Wednesday, 2 June 2010

It's Just A Typical Slovenian day

Today, my day involved all things Slovenian...
Slovenian beer, Sloska
Slovenian dinner of Buckwheat porridge
Slovenian folkdance
Listening to the Slovenian Premier's speech
Slovenian wine
Getting pulled over by the Slovenian police.

It feels like just a typical Slovenian day.

And We Drink For 300 Days

Marko said he has the best job ever – getting to drink champagne after every flight for 300 days a year. I can’t agree more! Now, where do I sign up for the hot air balloon pilot course?

And I Knight Thee

For some things, it is worth losing sleep over.

To cite a few examples, it could be the day of your marriage, the day of your newborn’s arrival or the day of your divorce.

To cite a more appropriate example, it could be the day you went on a hot air balloon ride.   I lost sleep last night. I was too excited with just thinking about my 6am hot air balloon ride. Yes, I actually woke up early, had a bath, and arrived at the tour agency with time to spare.

I almost couldn’t contain my joy when I saw Marko and his staff getting the balloon ready.   The view of Lake Bled was breathtaking. We went as high as 250m in the air and it was too bad Mother Nature didn’t agree to us going near the Alpines Mountain.

I am now a baroness and my courage to go up (and survive) the hot air balloon ride was rewarded with a glass of champagne, a slice of cream cake, an ice cream and a certificate. I shall insist on being addressed as Baroness Wynnii with immediate effect.

This day will go down in history as one of the best days of my life. Why, of course, there was champagne involved. ;)

This Is The Police. Please Pull Over.

This afternoon, I was pulled over by the Slovenian traffic police while driving on the wet highway between Bled to Ljubljana in the pouring rain.

I was thinking "Bloody police won't stop tailgating me" when Andrew told me the police wanted me to stop which is why he was right behind me. Haha.

Well, my offence wasn't for speeding but for not having a vignette (which is a coupon required for using the highway). It's only the fourth day on the road and I've been pulled over by the police already - it must be a record.

Let's see how many pull overs I accumulated over these five weeks. ;)

Turning Back the Clock Again

Again, please go re-read posts dated 13 May 2010 onwards so that you are again fully updated fully on the (mis)adventures so far!

Up In The Air

In less than 6 hours, I'm going UP! It cost a bomb (130Euro) but I'm sure it'll be worth every single cent. Woooohoooooooooo~

Tuesday, 1 June 2010

The Flower Festival Is Not Just A Plot of Land

I had wanted to visit the international flower festival in Bohinj (which is a neighbouring town of Bled), thinking there would be a plot of land where all sorts of potted flowers and plants are displayed. This is how a flower festival works in Singapore.

Turned out, the festival was not in a designated plot of land. It was meant to happen all around the region. Guides would lead participants on hikes around the mountains to discover the rich flora and fauna environment of Slovenia. I have so much to learn, don’t I? And I hope I learn many more things on this trip.

The guided tours cost 18Euros each, and Andrew and I decided against it*. We decided to go on the cable car ride and visit the highest waterfall in Slovenia instead. It was 9.6 degrees C and I was up in the Alps with only a dress on after the cable car ride. Only Wii can, only Wii can.

Then it was a 25-minute uphill trek to a quite disappointing waterfall. That IS the biggest in Slovenia? It was a beautiful sight but I have had higher expectations, I guessed. Still, I guess it was good exercise for me – the plant to lose weight might work after all! Woohoo~   After a couple of hours in Bohinj, Andrew and I went back to Bled to meet up Matic with for a drink. Don’t you just love the tee he has on?

Dinner was a plate of mixed grill for me and a T-bone for Andrew. We left the restaurant both very full and happy. And there goes the weight-loss plan. Sheesh! As the song goes “What a difference a day makes. Twenty four little hours”.

It is supposed to be an early night because I have to be at a tour agency at 6am tomorrow morning for a very special event! But it’s 2am now and I can’t sleep at all! My toes are wriggling with excitement!   *I had no proper hiking shoes on anyway – I need new shoes!! ;)

Don't Be A Wanton!

Oh, so it's the Arts Festival back in Singapore and I'm not going to be able to enjoy it at all! I can't believe I'm missing these amazing production!

If you are in Singapore, you have to make time for...
Invitation to Dream - A Fire Garden Installation
In the Mood
Lady Macbeth
From Screen to Stage - Costumes Exhibition
Learning Workshops - Arts Writing

If not, you are such an idiot! And a wanton!