<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433</id><updated>2011-10-05T23:12:16.149+08:00</updated><category term='Cars'/><category term='Memoirs'/><category term='Mid Autumn Festival'/><category term='Scrapbooking Spree'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='Exhibitions'/><category term='Playful Pursuits'/><category term='China'/><category term='Hong Kong'/><category term='Outings'/><category term='Plays'/><category term='Wedding Wishes'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Photo Shoot'/><category term='Hotels and Resorts'/><category term='Clubs and Pubs'/><category term='Fireworks'/><category term='Gardens and Parks'/><category term='Kitchen Kravings'/><category term='Arty Farty'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Delectable Delicacies'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Travel Tales'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Concerts'/><category term='Charity Work'/><category term='Bangkok'/><title type='text'>A Photo Canvas</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Raphel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01168474856052934652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-3580132290357428581</id><published>2011-04-02T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T23:12:16.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>A Special Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1VNZCITfovE/Toxy1CMWAHI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/nSEjgVocaXk/s1600/DSC_3605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1VNZCITfovE/Toxy1CMWAHI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/nSEjgVocaXk/s320/DSC_3605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660025087145148530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Special Place&lt;br /&gt;The Special Day&lt;br /&gt;The Special Moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Which will be remembered for the rest of our lives...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-3580132290357428581?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/3580132290357428581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=3580132290357428581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3580132290357428581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3580132290357428581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2011/04/special-moment.html' title='A Special Moment'/><author><name>daceia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13627575124583457784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1VNZCITfovE/Toxy1CMWAHI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/nSEjgVocaXk/s72-c/DSC_3605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-8520439439732389846</id><published>2011-03-31T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T22:46:53.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><title type='text'>Yokoso Japan !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Blog%20Stuff/Travel/Japan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Blog%20Stuff/Travel/Japan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period: 31st March 11 – 8th April 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season: Spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are flying off to Japan! Yes! yes! yes! The girl and I are going to Japan! It was a long awaited trip as well as a tough planned trip. So much changes here and there but still, we are going ahead. Japan, here we come...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-8520439439732389846?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/8520439439732389846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=8520439439732389846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8520439439732389846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8520439439732389846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2011/03/yokoso-japan.html' title='Yokoso Japan !'/><author><name>Raphel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01168474856052934652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-5857617982213239667</id><published>2011-03-11T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T22:39:11.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><title type='text'>Our 3rd Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Our 3rd Anniversary was spent in a relax way. Although it was in the heart of the city, we decided to just laze around and have a simple meal. Time spent together was the most precious thing we could give each other. Of course, not forgetting our gifts for each other too. =) Happy Anniversary my dear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-5857617982213239667?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/5857617982213239667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=5857617982213239667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5857617982213239667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5857617982213239667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-3rd-anniversary.html' title='Our 3rd Anniversary'/><author><name>Raphel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01168474856052934652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-604708871150627565</id><published>2011-01-23T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:50:50.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoirs'/><title type='text'>Another Moment to Remember</title><content type='html'>And then, there was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;King Penguin&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kimono Dragon&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-604708871150627565?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/604708871150627565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=604708871150627565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/604708871150627565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/604708871150627565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-moment-to-remember.html' title='Another Moment to Remember'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-7803318690052302200</id><published>2011-01-05T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:54:22.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><title type='text'>Travel Plan: Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/BerjayaHills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 195px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/BerjayaHills.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When: 8-10 January 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first ever last minute trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-7803318690052302200?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/7803318690052302200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=7803318690052302200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7803318690052302200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7803318690052302200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2011/01/travel-plan-malaysia.html' title='Travel Plan: Malaysia'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/th_BerjayaHills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-1811386371997898951</id><published>2010-12-27T09:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:48:58.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Wishes'/><title type='text'>Going At It Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.h88.com.sg/images/content/2010-12-23/punggol_topaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 201px;" src="http://www.h88.com.sg/images/content/2010-12-23/punggol_topaz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying out luck yet again with  a 5-room Punggol Topaz unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: That's strike 2 now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-1811386371997898951?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/1811386371997898951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=1811386371997898951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1811386371997898951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1811386371997898951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/12/going-at-it-again.html' title='Going At It Again'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-3689450143530119550</id><published>2010-11-08T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:46:20.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Wishes'/><title type='text'>A First</title><content type='html'>We embarked on a milestone today by applying for our very first BTO flat, Anchorvale Horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.sgcgo.com/2010/10/Anchorvale-Horizon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 242px;" src="http://img.sgcgo.com/2010/10/Anchorvale-Horizon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing not to burn a hole in our pocket, we decided on a 4-room flat. Keeping our fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: We didn't get it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-3689450143530119550?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/3689450143530119550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=3689450143530119550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3689450143530119550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3689450143530119550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/11/first.html' title='A First'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-4374195585976079216</id><published>2010-08-09T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T12:11:04.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoirs'/><title type='text'>A Moment to Remember</title><content type='html'>After watching The Last Airbender, the Boy turned to me and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Blows at me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: I am the last airbender...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:   -_-|||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-4374195585976079216?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/4374195585976079216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=4374195585976079216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4374195585976079216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4374195585976079216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/08/moment-to-remember.html' title='A Moment to Remember'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-1792663660317405172</id><published>2010-08-08T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:28:54.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrapbooking Spree'/><title type='text'>Scrapbooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/IMG_4756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/IMG_4756.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boy and I started on a new project: Scrapbooking! And we specially chose to scrapbook only our travel memoirs... So off we went to the library to gather some ideas and inspirations (of which I don't mind owning some of such travel scrapbooking books). I'm sure we'll have lots of fun compiling our travel adventures =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-1792663660317405172?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/1792663660317405172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=1792663660317405172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1792663660317405172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1792663660317405172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/08/scrapbooking.html' title='Scrapbooking'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/th_IMG_4756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-11987681143353236</id><published>2010-07-30T18:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T17:12:39.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>China Moments: Day 8 and 9</title><content type='html'>Day 8 of our trip. We woke up early in the morning yet again and proceeded on to Hangzhou. I was feeling excited but then again lousy because of the hotel which we were going to stay in. Yes. It was the hotel that was stinky and provided the lousiest breakfast when we first touched down in China. Even the girl agrees with me. Guess I'm not the only one who's fussy here. Hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 92px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our hotel in Hangzhou. But don't be fooled by the image as the condition was really bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was the tea plantation, &lt;a href="http://www.chinatraveldepot.com/N62-Mei-Jia-Wu-Longjing-Tea-Culture-Village"&gt;Mei Jia Wu Longjing Tea Culture Village&lt;/a&gt;. It is actually a tea plantation located in Hangzhou, of which produces the finest quality of green tea in China. One can actually not buy the tea leaves and just find out more about the benefits of drinking green tea. But as you know, Singaporeans are so easily psy-coed, how can one not buy anything especially when they are in a foreign country!? The presentation was so goodl that everyone was amazed by the wonders of drinking tea! In the end, people started buying any product that has got to do with green tea! And that includes me and the girl... We got ourselves 10 packets of green tea sweets and 500 grams of tea leaves! (With a bonus of a complimentary can of tea leaves. Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 202px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4633.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4641.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had our lunch at a nearby restaurant and that was when I finally got to taste my highly anticipated dishes, Dongpo pork and Beggar chicken. I would say these two dishes are pretty nice. My girl and I each had two plates of the Dongpo pork! Yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there on, we proceeded on to visit the Red Carp Pond. One would really be surprised to see the countless number of big, fat carps there as the pond was almost covered in red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4635.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fishes, fishes and more fishes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 206px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4636.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 227px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4641.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 223px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4638.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smile again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4643a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 197px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4643a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eh peacock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After snapping some nice couple pics with the scenic background, we headed on down to the renowned &lt;a href="http://www.travelchinaguide.com/attraction/zhejiang/hangzhou/west_lake.htm"&gt;West Lake&lt;/a&gt; in Hangzhou. It was really a lovely place for couples to hang out and just enjoy the sunset scenery. A lovely place with a lovely cruise accompanied by a lovely girl... Cherishing every single minute and moment with her, what more can I ask for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 282px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4659.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 214px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4651.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A happy couple with a lovely smile... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 215px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4673.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 212px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4662.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our self driven boat ride! Yea!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 197px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4678.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not forgetting the bird which I had to twirl 3 rounds for the girl to capture it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We rounded up the trip with an exciting performance called, "The Night of Xihu." And then it was off to the airport early next morning to catch our flight back to the sunny island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 201px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Hangzhou/IMG_4684.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would say that I truly enjoyed myself with the girl. (Minus off the time where I felt sick). I can't wait to go on a trip again! Haha. Every trip marks a new exploration, every journey marks a new bond with you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-11987681143353236?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/11987681143353236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=11987681143353236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/11987681143353236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/11987681143353236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/07/china-moments-day-8-and-9.html' title='China Moments: Day 8 and 9'/><author><name>Raphel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01168474856052934652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-2962596127364424034</id><published>2010-07-29T18:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:58:10.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>China Moments: Day 7</title><content type='html'>Early in the morning, we checked out our hotel and were brought to the largest wholesale shopping mall in Yiwu. According to our China tour guide, most of the items which our country imported came from Yiwu. the size of the malls there were really huge, with the interior which look like a maze. It reminded us of Platinum Mall in Bangkok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we were off to Dongyang Museum, where there were lots and lots of master pieces of woodcraft items on display. Although  I do not really know how to appreciate the master pieces,  one can really see that every piece was wonderfully crafted in fine detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4581.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 190px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4582.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 188px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4583.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we continued our journey to Hengdian where we had our lunch at the hotel and to check in our luggage. The hotel was pretty nice and spacious. I guess it should one of the nicest in the city. After lunch, we made our way to Qin Palace, the film site for numerous TV and Movie Epics such as the famous film, Hero. And here we are, busily snapping away.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 219px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4584.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To kickstart, a couple pic at the entrance? Haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4585.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 191px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4586.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4587.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4589.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks grand and spacious isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 154px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4605.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4598.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 146px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4598.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4591.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4606.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 195px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4592.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A general in the making... Cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 222px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4593.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Happy us with a nice backdrop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would feel that this day wasn't very well planned in our itinerary. We were given only an hour to roam around in the palace, after which we were transported back to the hotel and it was free time all the way till dinner. Worse of all, there wasn't much shopping which could be done in this small city as compared to others like Suzhou or Shanghai. Poor us... We were stuck in a miserable place with no shopping... All we could do is to hug each other and cry.... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, a night performance was arranged for us. To our surprise, it was merely a 10 min performance! Omg! We were stuck with no shopping yet again! Not even a nearby convenience store to ease our hunger... Oh well, so we turned in for another early night before we head on to Hangzhou the next morning.  Zzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 145px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4621.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4620.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4620.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4623.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 214px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/IMG_4618.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A view taken from our hotel room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/DSC_0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 117px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Yiwu%20n%20Hengdian/DSC_0221.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our nice hotel room! We got the highest storey too! Time to piggy in... Zzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-2962596127364424034?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/2962596127364424034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=2962596127364424034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2962596127364424034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2962596127364424034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/07/china-moments-day-7.html' title='China Moments: Day 7'/><author><name>Raphel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01168474856052934652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-2565447502650511773</id><published>2010-07-28T18:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T17:17:43.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>China Moments: Day 6</title><content type='html'>Rise and shine to a brand new day! Here we are at the &lt;a href="http://en.expo2010.cn/"&gt;Shanghai World Expo 2010&lt;/a&gt;! The girl was really excited on paying a visit to the World Expo. And even though she knew that there would be millions of people (not forgetting the weather of course) , there seem to be no stopping her. Moreover, she accompanied me back to China this time round just because of the World Expo! Indeed, we were greeted by throngs of people upon reaching, and were only given 4.5 hours to explore the entire area, which is of course impossible... Therefore, after clearing security, we displayed our "Singaporean Kiasuism"... We actually starting running! Haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop; Thailand pavilion! From that moment, we were just busily snapping from pavilions to pavilions and running from area to area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4573-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 287px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4573-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Asian Countries Sector (Not all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 195px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not forgetting a couple pic with our country's icon -&lt;br /&gt;The "durian''!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the girl's forgetfulness (didn't bring IC), and that our passports are with our tour guide, we could not join the priority queue given to Singaporeans to visit the Singapore Pavilion. However, we did manage to visit one, at least, and that's the New Zealand Pavilion. Is that a sign to my next destination I wonder... Haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 186px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4562.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 186px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4527.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4535-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 295px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4535-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The European Pavilions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The weather was really hot and warm on that day. By the time we finished  taking picures of the Asian and European pavilions, we were dead  beat despite only exploring half the size of the whole Expo area. And having skipped lunch, we were both hungry and thirsty, resulting in me having this sudden craving of an ice cold drink to cool myself down. And so, the girl nicely got me a bottle of coke. It was like reviving a dead man from it's tomb... Shiok!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;By the end of the Expo tour, everyone looked breathless and tired. Nonetheless, it was pretty rewarding with both of us busily snapping away and us getting a free tan.  The girl had something extra, a pair of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; toes... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end off the Expo tour, I present to you the 3 most popular booths. Each pavilion required the people to queue for more than 6 hours to get in! Make a guess on these 3 pavilions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4565-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 111px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4565-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are Saudi Arabia, Japan and Korea Pavilions! (left to right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We ended off our Shanghai Tour with a trip to Tongrentang, a place where they provide foot massage to spread the culture of Chinese Medical practice. Of course, I didn't try as I am really afraid of the ticklish sensation. =x The girl also gave it a miss as she had tried it during her previous trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, we bid farewell to Shanghai and continued with a 5 hour journey to Yiwu. By then, it was already nightfall. We checked in to our hotel, Days Inn Hotel, whereby we had our dinner and an early rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/DSC_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 114px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/DSC_0193.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/DSC_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A pretty nice and cosy hotel for us to recharge for our next exciting day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-2565447502650511773?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/2565447502650511773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=2565447502650511773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2565447502650511773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2565447502650511773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/07/china-moments-day-6.html' title='China Moments: Day 6'/><author><name>Raphel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01168474856052934652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-3289317411966502238</id><published>2010-07-27T23:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T20:19:06.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>China Moments: Day 5</title><content type='html'>The next day, we were brought to Suzhou Museum, where it showcased a collection of ancient Chinese art, Chinese paintings, calligraphies and handmade crafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4397.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4403.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4404.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4404.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love its architecture. Apparently is was designed by Leoh Ming Pei, a well-known architect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4398.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had a quick tour of the place, as we learned how to appreciate their arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4406.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4416.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounding the museum was a lovely pond and patio. But because there were so many people, it was hard to capture my final two shots as seen above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4410.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we could do was limit ourselves to this background for a parting shot =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4417.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4421.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4419.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was time to leave, we bypassed a few nice areas, of which we quickly took a snapshot at it or with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4422.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4423.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4425.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final destination of the day was the Suzhou Silk Factory. While we were there, we did not get to see the process of their manufacturing. Instead, the local tour guide brought us immediately to the sales area, and starting asking every one if they wanted to buy the silk quilts. While I understand that she meant well by ensuring we got the best goods available, I felt that she could be slightly more professional in ensuring that we saw what we needed to rather than 'hard-sell' us. Not to mention that the day before, she was going on and on about the silk products...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after deciding to buy the silk quilts for the Boy's parents, we were 'treated' to a very short fashion show, and was given more free time to walk around their store to see if we would like to buy any more silk products...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4429.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it was off to Shanghai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our first stop there was Nanjing Road, where we were given about 1  hour to 'shop'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4431.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4436.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we didn't exactly shop, because the things there  were too expensive. Plus, it was extremely crowded that it was pretty  hard to navigate ourselves about the place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it was on to ChengHuangMiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 145px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4440.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 145px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4445.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4443.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4443.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4442.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4448.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to settle our own dinner there, and we were initially hoping to try Nanxiang XiaoLongBao. But... The queue was just too long! It was either the queue on the first level, or head up to the second level for a 30 dollar bao... We decided to forgo both in the end, and try our luck at another nearby cafe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4452.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our dinner. Xiaolongbao (of another kind), siew mai, har gao, crystal dumpling, and pumpkin lookalike dessert. Only the pumpkin was nice!! The rest were mediocre, and their skin was just way to thick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last itinerary for the day was the night cruise along the Huangpu River. Both of us were so excited to grab lovely pictures of the night river scene that we went crazy snapping and snapping and snapping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 143px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4459.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 145px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4477.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4462.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4488.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 145px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4457.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4469.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only stopped when the boat made a u-turn and was about 1/4 of the way back to the harbour. It was then that we decided to rest and just indulge in the night scene together. Thinking back, it was really nice leaning on my Boy and enjoying the night scene with the wind blowing against our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4492.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of my most memorable experience with him... Totally romantic... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 115px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Shanghai/IMG_4493.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our stay for the night was at Shanghai South Hotel. It's not that great, but not too bad either. We would have loved to check out Xujiahui shopping district as it was near our accomodation, but having had a long and late day, it was time to just turn in and catch some zzz... Expo here we come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-3289317411966502238?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/3289317411966502238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=3289317411966502238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3289317411966502238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3289317411966502238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/07/china-moments-day-5.html' title='China Moments: Day 5'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-5655199188129109643</id><published>2010-07-26T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:42:42.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>China Moments: Day 4</title><content type='html'>Having covered most of our itinerary in Wuxi, we were due for 2 of Wuxi's designated 'shopping'  venues before moving on to the next state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4357.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 191px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4356.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having discovered the hotel's nice fountain at their entrance, I thought of taking a picture of it for keepsakes. Who knew that the Boy would &lt;a href="http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2008/08/date-17-feb-08-by-some-chance-we.html"&gt;do the same thing&lt;/a&gt; to me as he did to me 2 years ago! He made me block a full whole fountain!!  Zzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the shopping venues we were brought to were the Fresh Water Pearl Cultivation Centre and the Wuxi Zisha Centre. There, he got me a lovely (but more affordable) pearl necklace, while I got myself a green zisha cup for my green tea drinks =) Zisha nowadays are slowly becoming rarer, so if you ever got your hands on one, do not let it go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 172px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4691.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely purple pearl necklace =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having finished our shopping, we headed off to Suzhou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4367.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4368.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4361.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was Ou Yuan, a residential garden built during the Qing Dynasty. There, we went crazy shooting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4365.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4364.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4358.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4360.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4359.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4362a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4362a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As evidenced by the number of photos I have of this place =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4370.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4369.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4372.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even took a mini boat ride just around the corner, driven by a very fit 60 plus year old auntie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we made our way to Yuanrong Times Square and Suzhou Industrial Park, the two places where it is known as another 'Singapore', a place for the rich...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4375.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The largest LED screen in the world, one which is not turned on except for special occasions in order to save electricity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4378.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4376.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarke Quay cum Harbourfront combined lookalike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4379.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4380.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4381.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us discovering Coco bubble tea and enjoying every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4384.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4382.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4383.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the ''Golden Chicken' aka Jinji Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4389.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4395.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 3 hours of shopping-cum-dinner this time round was at Pingjing Street. While we had lots of free time to kill at Nanjing and Wuxi, we felt that 3 hours in Suzhou was too short! This time round, we were able to find clothes that we liked and could fit, and also discover a bookstore where we could look for photo books of the country for our collection. Bah, Murphy's Law just has to strike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4390.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4393.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4391.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so little time left to eat, we quickly chose any restaurant we laid our eyes on. And yes, beef noodles was the menu for dinner, as we had yet another delicious meal... Seems like our choices so far have been kind to us =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 113px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Suzhou/IMG_4396.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our pitstop for the day was at Suzhou Yijia Kaiyuan Hotel. A very simple hotel with weirdly arranged layout of cupboard, phone and amenities... Oh well, at least it was still a decent enough room for a long day's rest...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-5655199188129109643?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/5655199188129109643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=5655199188129109643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5655199188129109643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5655199188129109643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/07/china-moments-day-4.html' title='China Moments: Day 4'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-4552723303844678386</id><published>2010-07-25T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T23:26:46.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>China Moments: Day 3</title><content type='html'>Early next morning, we quickly made our way to Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge, as we wanted to beat the crowd. For that, we had to wake up at about 5.30am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4321.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4320.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little eyes against the bright sun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we made our way to Xuanwu Lake to catch a view of the city in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4326.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4328.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4330.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazy skies kind of spoiled our view, but I'm not sure why I like the picture above =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we hopped onto our coach once again, and headed to Wuxi. It's funny how we were in Nanjing but there wasn't much mention about the City Wall of Nanjing by our tour guide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4336.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the jetty at Wuxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4339.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4337.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4340.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We boarded a boat at Taihu Lake, which brought us to XiShi Island. It's a place where they created a man-made beach, which isn't the best place for swimming, yet many people do so because it is free. Anyway, we strolled along the beach for a short which was at the Fisherman's Islet, and by then, the weather was getting very hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4341.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4342.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then made our way to Lihu Lake Scenic Area (left picture), where we got to see the real water movements of Taihu. It was surprisingly choppy given that it is just a lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we headed to Zhongshan Road for yet another 3-hour shopping and dinner-at-our-own expense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4343.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the restaurant that we wanted to try was just way too crowded, we decided to give one of the other restaurants a try. Once again, our choice was the right one, as we enjoyed a very special fried rice, deliciously cooked vegetables, and yummilicious roasted delights! Dinner can't get any better =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4350.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, with just a little bit more time to spare, we decided to walk along the streets for some quick shots. Don't the pictures just remind you slightly of Orchard Road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 110px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Wuxi/IMG_4353.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our accomodation in Wuxi was at Wuxi Redstar Hotel. It was such a lovely hotel! Not withstanding its outskirt location, the room was clean and spacious, and it was so nicely decorated that I feel in love with it. If only all hotels were like this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-4552723303844678386?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/4552723303844678386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=4552723303844678386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4552723303844678386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4552723303844678386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/07/china-moments-day-3.html' title='China Moments: Day 3'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-3900253240951850128</id><published>2010-07-24T20:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:04:51.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>China Moments: Day 2</title><content type='html'>Waking up early in the morning, we headed off to Nanjing on a 4-hour coach ride... Catching more zzz on board, our first destination was the Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 143px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4292.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 143px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4293.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4294.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Built in monotone colours, we understood from our tour guide that one should not walk on the stones but only on the designated paths because the stones represent the dead. And as our tour guide was quite solemn when it came to this place, we adopted the same attitude as well, and I chose not to take much photos of this place. It's not a place of cheer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4296.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite there being 2 buildings that house the dead, we were unfortunate to only be able to enter one, as the smaller one was under maintenance due to the constant showers China was facing because of the typhoon. Nonetheless, we both have learnt much from it, and hope that peace will continue to reign in the world after this sad incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we made our way to Yuhuatai Scenic Area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4302.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4298.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last event for the day was a 3-hour stop at Nanjing Confucius Temple for shopping and our own dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4317.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Boy at the Confucius Temple. It is said that during the exam periods, the guards would lock over 300 students in the temple, and they could only come out when the exams ended, which is about 7 days long... I think the Boy is hoping that he'll become a scholar  with that picture =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4307.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 191px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4309.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4311.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just some pictures of the place after shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 141px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4319.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our stay in Nanjing was at Jiangsu Yin Mao Hotel. I was pretty pleased with this hotel as it was clean and spacious. At least we got to have a good night's rest before waking up early the next morning =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given that our trip was a budget one, we had 4 dinner and 1 lunch that was not provided by the tour. This night was one of the night where we had to source for our own dinner. We decided to try out one of the little restaurants near our hotel. Worrying if their food was to our liking, we ordered what we taught sounded nice since the Chinese in China name their food differently from us. Thankfully, the meal wasn't bad, as we enjoyed a thoroughly sumptuous meal! Not bad for a first time order in China =) Let's just hope our future meals will just be as good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-3900253240951850128?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/3900253240951850128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=3900253240951850128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3900253240951850128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3900253240951850128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/07/china-moments-day-2.html' title='China Moments: Day 2'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-9201836717920444464</id><published>2010-07-23T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T08:52:10.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>China Moments: Day 1</title><content type='html'>Excited and all ready, the Boy and I met our tour group at Changi Airport, boarded our puny Xiamen Airlines plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 143px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4290.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our simple meal on board...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/China%2010/Nanjing/IMG_4289.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ever happy couple =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boarding the plane in the afternoon, we reached Hangzhou only at night. And then, it was time to turn in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-9201836717920444464?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/9201836717920444464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=9201836717920444464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/9201836717920444464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/9201836717920444464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/07/china-moments.html' title='China Moments: Day 1'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-1064902137618839018</id><published>2010-07-19T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T08:36:15.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><title type='text'>Travel Plan: China</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/ShanghaiTrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/ShanghaiTrip.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When: 23 - 31 July 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onwards to our Motherland! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-1064902137618839018?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/1064902137618839018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=1064902137618839018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1064902137618839018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1064902137618839018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/07/travel-plan-china.html' title='Travel Plan: China'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/th_ShanghaiTrip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-1318856398961094880</id><published>2010-07-13T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:12:37.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playful Pursuits'/><title type='text'>World Cup Aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Personal/WC2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 220px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Personal/WC2010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, the World Cup has come and gone, and being the little football  fan that I am, I decided to join the craze for the finals by waking up  early at 2.30am just to catch a little of the action. It’s funny how the  2 teams I originally supported ended up in the finals together, with it  being a little difficult for me to take sides (though I did feel that  Spain was the better team).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I decided to watch only the first half since I still had to  hurl myself to work in a few hours. Good choice I believe because it was a little painful to watch  since it was pretty boring and brutal! It was disappointing to see how  the Dutch played so physical, while my supported player of Spain did not  get a starting 11 again. And while Spain fans celebrate with  exhilaration and joy of their win, it’s funny how I did not feel much happiness. I  wonder if it was because of all the matches that they played, not once  did I get a chance to see them play… Instead, I caught the other teams  in action, of which I found a new team bursting with potential.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Germany… &lt;em&gt;(Wave Boy wave... Haha...).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes, the Boy is a German fan. And while I did not like Germany  initially because of a certain player, seeing their play on the field  however took my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, maybe it’s time to support a new team? You can call me a traitor,  but then I guess I am a supporter of skill and fair play rather than  brutish tactics. Besides, I’m quite sure the Boy will be buying their  jersey soon, of which he’ll get the white, and I the black. Not to  mention that the jerseys of Germany are always oh-so-stylish!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, it’s going to be another 4 years before the Boy and I:&lt;br /&gt;(1) Start cheering for teams again,&lt;br /&gt;(2) Holding our breaths as the opposition team attacks our supporting team,&lt;br /&gt;(3) Camping out at pubs/bars to catch the games,&lt;br /&gt;(4) Waking up in the middle of the night to head to a community centre to join in the football fervor,  and…&lt;br /&gt;(5) Perhaps don the same colours/jerseys of a country…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I will miss those times… =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-1318856398961094880?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/1318856398961094880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=1318856398961094880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1318856398961094880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1318856398961094880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-cup-aftermath.html' title='World Cup Aftermath'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Personal/th_WC2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-4673970130812701488</id><published>2010-07-07T22:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T16:52:25.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Wishes'/><title type='text'>Banquet Locations</title><content type='html'>Been in the wedding-searching mode again, as I came across some places which I felt are different from the usual style of  wedding banquets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gardenasia.com/2010/gallery/wedbluesky/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 256px;" src="http://www.gardenasia.com/2010/gallery/wedbluesky/16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gardenasia.com/2010/gallery/wedbluesky/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 256px;" src="http://www.gardenasia.com/2010/gallery/wedbluesky/5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bluesky @ &lt;a href="http://www.gardenasia.com/2010/templates/solemizationsandweddings.php"&gt;GardenAsia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://www.straits-view.com/page.asp?main_id1=10&amp;amp;value1=11&amp;amp;_SIT_DOWN"&gt;Straits View @ Changi&lt;/a&gt;. Unfortunately they do not have much pictures for this one, which makes me wonder if an outdoor banquet here is possible, for it would be by the sea, and very different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.galleysgourmet.com/the_boardwalk.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galley by the Straits&lt;/a&gt; is another cool location, with The Boardwalk or The Slipway being my choice of venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rsyc.org.sg/facilities/images/bridge-wedding2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 172px;" src="http://www.rsyc.org.sg/facilities/images/bridge-wedding2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, &lt;a href="http://www.rsyc.org.sg/facilities/eventshosting.htm"&gt;RSYC&lt;/a&gt; seems like another interesting outdoor wedding venue. But it's not going to be cheap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-4673970130812701488?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/4673970130812701488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=4673970130812701488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4673970130812701488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4673970130812701488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/07/banquet-locations.html' title='Banquet Locations'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-1460365125120086126</id><published>2010-06-16T23:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:12:21.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Wishes'/><title type='text'>Wedding Rings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/LeeHwaRings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 117px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/LeeHwaRings.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent wedding craze with my colleagues has caught on to me, that  for no apparent reason I went looking at wedding rings. Well, these rings are really lovely to me =) It's just too bad they aren't really wedding bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(It'll be good if the boutiques allow switching of wedding bands with rings that I like instead, though I think that will only happen in my dreams, haha...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from &lt;a href="http://www.leehwajewellery.com/"&gt;Lee Hwa Jewellery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-1460365125120086126?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/1460365125120086126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=1460365125120086126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1460365125120086126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1460365125120086126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/06/wedding-rings.html' title='Wedding Rings'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/th_LeeHwaRings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-8210927988678152567</id><published>2010-05-23T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:38:08.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exhibitions'/><title type='text'>Navy Open House</title><content type='html'>While I have always been a fan of the military, navy and air force, surprisingly this year I wasn't that keen on going to the Navy Open House (I'm guessing it's probably because I felt tired). But the Boy decided to check it out, as we head off to the East side for some sunny experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3812-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 566px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3812-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3804-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 567px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3804-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was such a hot and crowded day! Every where we went, there were tons of people queueing up to board the ships or were waiting for the rides. All ships had a minimum waiting time of 1 hour, which was a big turn-off  for me, especially when the weather was extremely hot. It was no wonder then that we decided to hide out in some of the tentages. Even then the crowd was scary... Fortunately, it was in the tentage that we discovered through some high-tech screen that there were some ships whose queues weren’t that long. Hence, we  decided to give them a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We boarded both the Patrol Vessel and Mine  Countermeasure Vessel, as we  were given a tour of both ships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3815.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3819.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3824.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3821.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3816.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it seems like we were almost done, we received a call from the  event organiser that our ballot for a ship cruise was successful! As such, we had to continue waiting in the hot sun for another 30 minutes before it was  time to board the Missile Corvette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3835.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling Boy and his act-cute pose with the submarine while killing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3842.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little boarding ticket. Can we say that we are lucky considering that we also got to board a plane during the Air Force Open House?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The corvette took us out of the harbour for a quick cruise. It felt nice to have the wind blowing against your face against the hot sun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3847.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine as ever =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to show you how big the gust of wind was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 319px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3845.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my flying hair! *Pukes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Navy%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3827.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I felt interesting was that we  actually boarded the 3 smallest ships compared to what was available. I guess big ships and us are not meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at the end of the day, I was a sunburnt cookie!! But then, I had such a great and special experience with the Boy, nothing can beat  that, not even the burn =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-8210927988678152567?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/8210927988678152567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=8210927988678152567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8210927988678152567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8210927988678152567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/07/navy-open-house.html' title='Navy Open House'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-2839013020972071723</id><published>2010-05-01T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:40:17.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delectable Delicacies'/><title type='text'>Jade Buffet</title><content type='html'>Having a week off from our Japanese class, the Boy and I decided to whisk ourselves away to Fullerton Hotel for their ever famous Jade Restaurant Dim Sum Buffet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Jade%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 404px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Jade%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3700.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such a wide spread of delicacies, the Boy and I fell in love with the Abalone Siew Mai and the Foie Gras XiaoLongBao! I was also surprised by their Custard Bun for it was savoury rather than the usual sweet. Gosh... Just thinking of the food makes me all craving for it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Jade%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Jade%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3707.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Jade%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Jade%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3730.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally おいしい! Happy food makes for a happy couple =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-2839013020972071723?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/2839013020972071723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=2839013020972071723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2839013020972071723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2839013020972071723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/05/jade-buffet.html' title='Jade Buffet'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-5832658178150366182</id><published>2010-04-04T20:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T20:36:46.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arty Farty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exhibitions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>Circle Line Discovery</title><content type='html'>Being an avid fan of experiencing anything new, I decided to drag the Boy along for the Circle Line Open House. Besides, we could both practise our architectural photography skills too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departing from Bras Basah Station, we hopped into the train and travelled to a few stations. There were also some events at certain stations, of which drew some crowds of course. And although there weren't many things to shoot at, I wast still amazed however at how places are connected to each other without having the need to step up to the surface...  There were lots of space too, of which I'm sure will be filled up with shops/cafes soon even though I prefer quiet spaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3576.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3582.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bras Basah and Esplanade Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3583.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sunshine boy at Promanade Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3593.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3597.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3609.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3605.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite of them all, Stadium Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3612.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Paya Lebar Station. I would have loved to take more of this but they constructed a fashion  walkway in one of the lanes such that my opportunities were limited… I love how the red contrasts with the rest of the station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3584.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3588.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I was always up to my nonsense shots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Circle%20Line%20Open%20House%2010/IMG_3613.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course not forgetting our couple shot too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as part of the event’s open house, we were entitled to free  entries around the 4 museums of Singapore. Since we had some more time on hand, and we have had visited the National Museum and the Art Museum before, we decided to brave the hot sun, and walked all the way from Bras Basah  Station to the Peranakan Museum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3617.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3624.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am really a failed Peranakan, for I don’t know much about my heritage/history, I can’t speak Malay,  and I do not know much about the culture. But hopefully one day I will be  able to discover more about my heritage…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3620.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3618.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I was awed by the lovely architecture of the building, so  much so that I wondered again if I could possibly take wedding photos at  the museum in future! (I think I'm a little wedding-crazy...)  And while I tried my best to find out a bit more  about the Peranakan culture since I’m there at the museum, the crowd  made it pretty difficult for me to read and find out more. I did however  read up a bit about the wedding customs and the handicrafts of  Peranakans =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With one museum ‘conquered’, we moved on further to &lt;a href="http://www.spm.org.sg/" target="_blank"&gt;Singapore Philatelic  Museum&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 189px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3625.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite surprised that its interior was pretty small. Yet despite it being a small museum, its decor was pretty nice, and  it is a place rich in information. There, we got to find out more about  the different types of stamps from all over the world. It even brought  back memories of our younger days when the Boy and I used to collect  stamps. It’s just too bad that in the midst of growing up, we either  threw our collection away, or we lost it… I think it just proves my  point further that one will only learn to appreciate such  hobbies/pursuits when we are older. For when we are younger, we probably  only go with the flow of collecting just cause others were doing it, or  just cause our parents asked us to. &lt;p&gt;Anyway, as part of their open house, they had some in-house games and  events. Deciding not to miss out on it, the Boy and I thought that  it’ll be nice to just soak in the atmosphere and try our hand at the  games.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3627.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Museum%20Exploration%2010/IMG_3628.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadah!! The games were of course pretty simple since it was piqued to the level  of the children swarming about the place. But hey, no harm being a kid  at heart =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-5832658178150366182?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/5832658178150366182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=5832658178150366182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5832658178150366182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5832658178150366182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/04/circle-line-discovery.html' title='Circle Line Discovery'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-210891299216261468</id><published>2010-03-22T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:57:48.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><title type='text'>Our Redang Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/IMG_3509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/IMG_3509.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/IMG_3535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 190px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/IMG_3535.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Laguna Redang Resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/IMG_3462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/IMG_3462.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/IMG_3464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/IMG_3464.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/IMG_3498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/IMG_3498.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greeted with yet again, gloomy skies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/21a212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 181px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/21a212.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/21a209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 181px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/21a209.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snorkelling at the marine reserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/IMG_3474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/IMG_3474.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy but un-tan us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/DSC_1417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 222px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Redang%2010/DSC_1417.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favourite picture =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-210891299216261468?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/210891299216261468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=210891299216261468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/210891299216261468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/210891299216261468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-redang-trip.html' title='Our Redang Trip'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-5786840496087434141</id><published>2010-03-18T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:52:56.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><title type='text'>Travel Plan: Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/Redang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/Redang.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When: 20-22 March 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first snorkelling trip together =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-5786840496087434141?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/5786840496087434141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=5786840496087434141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5786840496087434141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5786840496087434141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/03/travel-plan-redang.html' title='Travel Plan: Malaysia'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/th_Redang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-1017475541374651566</id><published>2010-03-14T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T20:00:00.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>Singapore Martime Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Others/IMG_3450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Others/IMG_3450.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up at 4am,&lt;br /&gt;Amidst all the mad rush we had.&lt;br /&gt;To get to Marine South Pier,&lt;br /&gt;With all our camera gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the sunrise with you,&lt;br /&gt;While the light shines onto the morning dew,&lt;br /&gt;At Kukup Island we were,&lt;br /&gt;Just you and I, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day out to sea with you,&lt;br /&gt;To the lighthouse, the freighters we view.&lt;br /&gt;A special day, a special chance,&lt;br /&gt;With only you, I'll sail with and advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-1017475541374651566?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/1017475541374651566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=1017475541374651566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1017475541374651566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1017475541374651566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/03/singapore-martime-week.html' title='Singapore Martime Week'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-1914604909594117382</id><published>2010-03-13T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:23:14.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delectable Delicacies'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Buffet</title><content type='html'>From Sentosa to Pallada, we finally moved on to the next part of our celebration... Chocolate Buffet at The Fullerton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3429.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3431.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being chocolate lovers, I thought it would be a nice to indulge our tastebuds a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3433.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3432.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, I was not ready for their thick potent chocolate, as I gave up eating just 30 minutes into the buffet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3435.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3438.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the Boy was there to help save the day, as he enjoyed the full 2 hour session of chocolate indulgence! (I'm such a weakling...) Oh but I have to say that their dessert wine was really nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Choc%20Buffet%2010/IMG_3445.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my dear for all the sweet memories, with or without the chocolate =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-1914604909594117382?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/1914604909594117382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=1914604909594117382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1914604909594117382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1914604909594117382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/03/chocolate-buffet.html' title='Chocolate Buffet'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-8472660882680541083</id><published>2010-03-13T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:14:38.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exhibitions'/><title type='text'>Pallada</title><content type='html'>In between our Sentosa celebration and the next event, having chanced upon the news that a Spanish ship will be docking at Vivocity, the Boy and I took the chance to board the exhibiting ship for some photo fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3410.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3399.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems like luck was not on our side as the skies were very gloomy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3407.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3414.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3423.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shots on board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3409.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3421.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3418.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3416.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3411.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course despite the gloomy skies, we still had our fun. In fact, I felt that we were already considered lucky when it skies decided to stop raining when it was our turn to board the ship =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3417.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Pallada%2010/IMG_3412.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you, there can never be a dull day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-8472660882680541083?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/8472660882680541083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=8472660882680541083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8472660882680541083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8472660882680541083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/03/pallada.html' title='Pallada'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-2646207883625925457</id><published>2010-03-11T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:01:24.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hotels and Resorts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><title type='text'>Year 2</title><content type='html'>March is the month of our Anniversary, as it is my turn this year to plan for our second year together. This year, I decided to enjoy a night out with him, as we made our way to Amara Sanctuary Spa at Sentosa to celebrate our special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, we were greeted with 'bad' news, as our room was not available, even though we were there on time for their check-in time. Fortunately, I booked the package which gave us complimentary tickets to Underwater World. Since the Boy claimed that he hasn't been there before/it was an extremely long time since he went, I thought why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3340.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I haven't been there for a long time myself too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3323.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3327.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3328.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underwater World has not changed much, except for its external where it has a Stingray Enclosure now. Otherwise, it is still the same, still as small. We missed the Dolphin Show though, as we had no idea what time the performance was. But then, it didn't matter, for it drew the crowd away, and allowed us to have more space for photos together =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3341.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3343.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3348.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we ended, thankfully our room was finally ready, as we checked in, unpacked, and exchanged gifts. Curious about what we gave to each other? Ha, it's a secret =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3350.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day was still young, we decided to explore the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 146px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3390.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3380.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day and night view of their rooftop outdoor pool, of which we got to enjoy the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then made our way to Siloso Beach, where we finally decided to try out the Luge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3357.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviews? It was absolutely fun!! While it's shortfall was that the track was a little too short, it was still pretty fast, and we had a ball of a time navigating ourselves along the tracks and trying to beat each other in a little race. No prize for guessing who won =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3355.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what made the event all the more better was the impromptu picture of us above. Little did we know that his little finger pressed on the shutter button before he said 'cheese' =D Look at my chipmunk face!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having our dinner at Vivocity, we headed back to Sentosa where we enjoyed the night walk around the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3372.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3374.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e)  {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Sentosa%2010/IMG_3377.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before you know it, our celebration at Sentosa has ended... But as much as it was a pretty short celebration, there's actually more planned out for the next day =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-2646207883625925457?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/2646207883625925457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=2646207883625925457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2646207883625925457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2646207883625925457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/03/year-2.html' title='Year 2'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-7936733317190316585</id><published>2010-02-28T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:10:04.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exhibitions'/><title type='text'>Anatomy Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Since Body Worlds was in town, and it  was conveniently situated in the West, I dragged the Boy along for the exhibition.  I thought it would be good for him to take a look at the naked human  body, and also better understand what I was studying during my poly  day. It sure brought back memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, due to the no photography rule, there are no  pictures to share. All I can say is that while we were intrigued at the human bodies, the giraffe and squid  exhibit were however more fascinating =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(And I thought we were there to be amazed at human bodies, not  animals…)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-7936733317190316585?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/7936733317190316585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=7936733317190316585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7936733317190316585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7936733317190316585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/02/anatomy-wonder.html' title='Anatomy Wonder'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-7454639155889822048</id><published>2010-02-20T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:05:50.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exhibitions'/><title type='text'>Lights of Spring</title><content type='html'>With our disappointment at River Ang Bao, we thought that the lighting exhibition at  Sentosa would be better. Replacing their usual flower festival, this year, they featured lights instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3297.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Imbiah Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3292.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3294.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... We were so wrong! Lights of Spring was not any better. Once again,  apart from the zodiac signs, there wasn’t any thing more to look at =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3304.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that I could hardly make out what the lights were suppose to look like either. Plus the lightings on the Merlion wasn't that pretty, but instead made me think that it looked sick... Sigh, this year's exhibitions were just horrible… I guess the country wanted to cut down on cost  so much that nothing was worth our time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I think I should count myself lucky that I got great company to get by the lousy exhibitions =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-7454639155889822048?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/7454639155889822048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=7454639155889822048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7454639155889822048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7454639155889822048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/02/lights-of-spring.html' title='Lights of Spring'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-7734027481980334911</id><published>2010-02-19T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T19:57:43.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exhibitions'/><title type='text'>River Ang Bao</title><content type='html'>Our 3rd straight year again to the annual River Ang Bao Exhibit at the Marina Floating Platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3280.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All excited about it, we actually walked our way to where Citylive was instead (being the dodo-brains we were). However, with no tickets on hand, we could only do a roundabout turn to where we wanted to be).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3255.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3256.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our usual animal zodiac shots, and then... there was nothing left to look at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3260.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were only fascinated with this exhibit at most, a dragon and phoenix made of cutlery like spoon, plates and bowls. Other than that, there wasn't much to look at, and the mountain of tigers wasn't very interesting to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3261.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had no other choice but to walk around and try to entertain ourselves. That was when I saw a master drawing using 'molten' candy. It brought back childhood memories of mine, as I remembered enjoying the sweetness of my animals back then. Never thought I would see such art again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3267.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, we came across people trying to hit well-wishes hanging upon bells. I usually do not participate in such things, but I thought, 'what the heck', since the event was pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/CNY%20Exhibits%2010/IMG_3268.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with my 3 coins (two 10-cents and one 5-cent), I aimed for  心想事成. But as fate would have it, out of my 3 coins, only my 5-cent coin  hit a little known saying: 春风得意. Ha, I guess even with its well wishes, my 5  cent would not make much of it. Oops... Hopefully my luck would not be that bad this year, haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Lunar New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-7734027481980334911?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/7734027481980334911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=7734027481980334911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7734027481980334911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7734027481980334911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/02/river-ang-bao.html' title='River Ang Bao'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-6746147622219174786</id><published>2010-01-23T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:10:18.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>Resorts World Walkabout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3116.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3117.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The casino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3120.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3121.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escalators in motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3123.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3134.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Festive Hotel and Hotel Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 188px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3128.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 191px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3127.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard Rock Cafe Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3131.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3130.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crocksford Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3136.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shopping stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3140.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Resorts%20World%2010/IMG_3137.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-6746147622219174786?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/6746147622219174786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=6746147622219174786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/6746147622219174786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/6746147622219174786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/01/resorts-world-walkabout.html' title='Resorts World Walkabout'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-7160534564809354965</id><published>2010-01-16T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:43:15.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arty Farty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exhibitions'/><title type='text'>Quest for Immortality</title><content type='html'>I don't think I can ever get enough of Egypt, as I got the Boy to accompany me to that National Museum to catch the Quest for Immortality exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3107.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day I can finally make my way to Egypt to see the real relics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3085.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3087.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the entrance, we were introduced to some of the sculptures of Ancient  Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3090.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showcases of some of their daily artifacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mural wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3098.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3097.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not know that so many people were interested in the exhibits of Egypt, though there was this wall which featured little sculptures of the Ancient  Gods, from Horus, to Anubis to Sekhmet. All I know was that every one  was crowding behind the glass screens taking snapshots of every  sculpture,making me wonder if they really understood the Gods and  their area of care, and would they also remember them when they finally  leave the exhibition…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3094.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3099.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relics for the dead… Tombstones and their resting place, the pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last section was about mummification, where they even showed a short clip on the 'process'. I chose not to take any pictures in this section, for I  thought that it would have been weird to take some pictures of the  mummies and the sarcophagus. Plus I was a bit disappointed  that they did not share more about their beliefs of the afterlife.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, at the end of the exhibition, we went back to the little spot where  visitors could have some interaction with the exhibits. There was this  section where we could print our names according to the ancient  hieroglyphics. And I decided why not, since I decided to forgo it  previously when I went to the exhibition at Science Centre previously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 235px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3104.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alphabet system of Ancient Egypt. If you can see, they do not have  the alphabet “E”!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there we were, fighting with the rest of the people in order to get hold of the alphabet printing blocks. Fighting with kids and adults alike to get some space, as well as paper and  the printing blocks…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3146.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3147.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tadah!! Our names in hieroglyphics (though I’m missing my ‘e’)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2010/Egyptian%20Exhibition%2010/IMG_3109.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With our mission accomplished, we decided  to take a couple shot together =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m so glad that I got to take a look at the exhibition, albeit being  a little small. And thanks to the Boy and his mastercard, we managed to  get the tickets at half price!(which I felt justified the value of the  exhibition rather than at its actual pricing).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-7160534564809354965?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/7160534564809354965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=7160534564809354965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7160534564809354965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7160534564809354965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/01/quest-for-immortality.html' title='Quest for Immortality'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-4263622796583629025</id><published>2009-12-31T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:28:20.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delectable Delicacies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>New Year's Tavern</title><content type='html'>Having tried Thai-Spanish fusion, I decided to give the European Swiss cuisine a try for our New Year celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3059.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3060.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed off to &lt;a href="http://www.tavern.com.sg/"&gt;The Tavern  Restaurant&lt;/a&gt;, where we were greeted with a Swiss Chalet-inspired&lt;br /&gt;theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3061.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they even prepared some New Year celebration 'tools' in the anticipation that you might stay till midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3062.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3064.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3066.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escargot and  lobster bisque were on our menu this time, as we also enjoyed a complimentary raspberry sorbet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our main course, I had some beef with avocado (one whole fruit in  fact!), and the Boy had some pork chop with apple sauce. Both tasted  fantastic, and we could not help enjoying ourselves to the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3072.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert however was a disaster with the baked alaskan. Even with the lure of brandy for this dessert was not enough to save him from the saccarhine overload, nor me from the overdose of meringue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess overall we still enjoyed our experience at the Tavern. The  waiters/waitresses were warm, and our entrees and mains  were sumptuous. We can jsut count ourselves unlucky to have chosen a  dessert which we both didn’t like. Not to mention that I got to spend lovely time with my partner, so that makes up for all the dislikes =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year my dear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-4263622796583629025?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/4263622796583629025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=4263622796583629025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4263622796583629025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4263622796583629025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-years-tavern.html' title='New Year&apos;s Tavern'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-7272818715470437019</id><published>2009-12-25T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T15:57:30.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delectable Delicacies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Limon</title><content type='html'>During this festive month, we decided that the Boy would plan for Christmas, and me, the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, our Christmas Eve dinner was at &lt;a href="http://www.limon.com.sg/"&gt;Limon&lt;/a&gt;,  a Spanish and Thai fusion restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucked away in Purvis Street lies this quaint restaurant with lovely decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he must be quite happy as well, seeing his cheeky grin =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For tapas, we had Guy Krapow – Thai style fried chicken. It tasted  pretty good, though I was wondering what leaves were in the dish. I have a  feeling it was basil…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for our mains, we were both in the fishy mood, as he had the Filete  de Salmon, and I had the Limon Bacalao. Both fish were really fresh,  and they were yummilicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to tuck in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dessert, we tried out the Lemon  Caramel Egg Custard Flan. This was absolutely delicious! A must try! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(At least in my opinion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Xmas%20n%20NY%2009/IMG_3031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had some wine for the night, as there was a 1-for-1 promotion on  their wines. Overall, the dining experience was a really pleasant one,  as the place was very comfortable, and the food was great. And when it went back home, it was time to exchange our Christmas gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas my darling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-7272818715470437019?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/7272818715470437019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=7272818715470437019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7272818715470437019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7272818715470437019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-limon.html' title='Christmas Limon'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-2392592944565169224</id><published>2009-12-06T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T15:35:45.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Japan Joy: Day 6</title><content type='html'>Our last day was a tour of Tokyo city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up: Asakusa Kannon Buddhist Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2932.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2930.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2934.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got to shop along Nakamise Shopping Street, though once again,  we were too early for most of the shops to open. But... Somehow I managed to purchase a really nice but expensive beret!! Oops... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2937.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2939.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then proceeded on to Ueno Market, a place where we could buy lots of  food at cheaper prices! It was there that I told the Boy it would be a  good time to buy a box of hi-chew. But, the silly dodo that he is thought that the airport might  sell it at a cheaper price. In the end… I was right, and we were a box  of hi-chew less…Boo to that though I did manage to buy some mochii to make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2941.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on to Ginza,  place of high-class shopping, home to the ever famous Burberry Blue  brand… It is here that we ascertain our beliefs that we were in a tour  of rich people, as most of them bought the expensive label back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 191px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2943.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a whole lot of shopping, we bought tickets to the monorail, as we made our way to Venus  Fort. It was quite cool trying out the public transport system of Japan.  In fact, there were many other tourists on board as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2944.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2953.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the train and at the station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2949.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lovely view during the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 191px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2954.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few stops, we finally came to Palette Town, where Venus Fort was  located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2955.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2960.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like we stuck true to our hobby of photography, as we decided to give shopping a miss, and instead take more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2961.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2965.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally stopped and made our way into Venus Fort  for some lunch, we discovered that due to the festive season,  the shopping mall has prepared some lovely lightings for its shoppers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2975.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 255px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2980.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm a lover of all pretty things, I feel in love with the beautiful lightings of the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we proceeded on to our final destination – Tokyo Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2983.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2984.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2993.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There, we took pictures of the Statue of Liberty and the Rainbow  Bridge against the ever beautiful sky of Japan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then… It was time to go home!! =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2998.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was really sad to know that it was time to leave beautiful Japan and  head back to Singapore. I thoroughly enjoyed the nice cool weather, and the  opportunity to wear my boots! &lt;em&gt;(Seriously, Japan is such a boot  country, regardless of age.)&lt;/em&gt; And although this marks the end of our  Japan trip, I am very sure we will return once again, especially when  we have yet to capture Mount Fuji on camera! Japan 2011?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-2392592944565169224?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/2392592944565169224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=2392592944565169224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2392592944565169224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2392592944565169224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/12/japan-joy-day-6.html' title='Japan Joy: Day 6'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-4011519300649720420</id><published>2009-12-05T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T15:18:47.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Japan Joy: Day 5</title><content type='html'>It's time for Disneyland!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the tickets to Disneyland were not part of the tour package, but we had our tour guide to thank as she decided to help us purchase it from a  convenience store, for us to exchange it for the tickets itself when we  reached Disneyland. Initially, we had the choice of  choosing either  DisneySea and Disneyland. But I thought since I have had  experience with Disneyland before, it'll be good if I could guide him along &lt;em&gt;(Besides, we can always go to DisneySea  together next time) =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2775.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Staying in Hotel Akasaka, we were lucky that they provided transport to and from  Disneyland. However, it came at a price. It was either at 730am or 10am,  when Disneyland opens at 9am. We decided to go with the later one, as I  could then sleep in more since I looked more and more like a zombie as  the days go by. As nice as it might sound, horrors of horrors, the day  that we visit Disneyland is actually a Sunday!! Crazy crowds…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Upon arrival, I knew that the Boy had to take  Winnie the Pooh ride. Our first stop upon entering the gates was to head  directly to that station. But…The  Fast Pass was for 8pm onwards, and the standby queue had a waiting time  of 210 minutes!! Disappointed, we decided to give it a miss first, and  headed off for other rides.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2780.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first ride was the Haunted Mansion, which the Boy felt unimpressed.  For me, I thought it was amazing how they changed everything to be Christmas themed just cause the festive is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2781.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2784.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, we waited for more than 2 hours!! The crowd was just crazy,  that even the ever patient Boy also got a bit tired of waiting…  However, when  finally we got onto the ride, it was a pretty nice one! &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we finally got out of Splash Mountain,  there was a parade on suddenly. We thought that we’d skip this one  first, and head on to the other rides first, because the crowd tends to  dwindle for the rides when parades are on. But luck wasn’t on our side,  when we discovered that Big Thunder Mountain roller coaster ride was under maintenance…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the end, we decided to just try waiting for Pooh’s Hunny Hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2797.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2799.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggling through the crowd to make it to the ride, somehow we got a  bit lucky that we managed to still see the parade carousel past us while  standing in the horribly long queue…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2802.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2803.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was during this 1+ hours of waiting that  the Boy got turned off by the Fast Pass too. He realised that while it  was good to get it, but the system of letting in 20 fast pass to 3  standby crowd was overly unbalanced. Thankfully, the ride was just  awesome to him, that I’m so glad that he thoroughly enjoyed himself! =) &lt;p&gt;After these 3 rides, it was time to camp for the parade… And with it  being 3pm, we decided to just feed ourselves with some munchies to tide  us through lunch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2807.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2808.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting the ever interesting star-shaped prawn and dumpling bun with mickey chocolate banana pastry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2810.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 198px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2815.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2816.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2818.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2822.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2824.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2829.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2833.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was armed with just my P&amp;amp;S, we decided that we would divide the work, as I focused more on the parade floats and him the  characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that the parade was really nice and entertaining, filled with lots of  Christmas cheer. When it ended, it was only about 4pm, but the sky was starting  to turn dark! Hence we quickly made our way to the castle to grab a shot  of it first before we lose the blue skies…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2836.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2838.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice nice… =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2852.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end, we took a few more rides like Pirates of the  Caribbean, Star Tours (of which I felt sick), and shows like  MicroAdventure. &lt;p&gt;Soon, it was time for the Night Parade, where thousands of lights  dazzle the streets!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2870.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2875.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2881.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2887.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2890.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 190px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2897.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2899.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2905.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2913.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2909.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2914.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2916.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was really an amazing experience, it was really cool seeing all the lighted floats! But... Apparently, this parade was a lot longer than the first one we saw, so  much so that my arms were aching from holding up the camera for so long.!  Not to mention that I had no tripod as well that it was such a  challenge taking clear pictures with the floats constantly on the move. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the end of the parade, I cannot help but feel starved. We  decided to just give in to our hunger pangs and buy some of their  expensive food in the theme park. During then, we were hurrying with our  food, because it wasn’t long before they would blast off some fireworks  in the sky. I thought that I would have loved to capture the fireworks  with the castle. But due to the lack of time, we ended up being behind  the castle, the wrong place to be to capture both the castle and  fireworks together on film!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2927.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so, I only got this... -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the end of everything, we decided to just call it a day. As our  shuttle bus back to the hotel would only arrive at 1045pm, we had close  to 2 hours of shopping! Unfortunately, Disneyland only sells food and  souvenirs, as the Boy went crazy over choosing the various types of  cookies and crackers, and even influencing me to buy some! Before I met  him, I was not one to buy souvenirs or foodies from such theme parks,  but because of him, this time, I bought a lot! =P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, before I end this entry, I shall share with you all a  wonderful find.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2928.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo%20Disneyland/IMG_2929.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the time we reached our hotel, it was about 11pm, and most shops were  closed by then. But because we were starving, we decided to try out the  convenience store’s takeaway. I chose the udon (left), he chose the  prawn noodles (right). And… They were extremely delicious!! Do not be  misled that we found them tantalizing just because we were hungry. They  do really taste good, and you will really marvel at how they turned from  a frozen ball of food to such delicious meals. If you are ever in  Japan, do give these takeaways a try! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-4011519300649720420?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/4011519300649720420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=4011519300649720420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4011519300649720420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4011519300649720420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/12/japan-joy-day-5.html' title='Japan Joy: Day 5'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-5640295857866929233</id><published>2009-12-04T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T16:24:43.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Japan Joy: Day 4</title><content type='html'>Early next morning, we made our way to the nearby station where we get to board the bullet train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 188px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2713.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 188px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2712.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the Boy’s first time on a bullet train. Hence it was no wonder that he was pretty excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2707.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our puny ticket... Looks quite cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2709.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All aboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2717.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving Toyohashi, we made our way to Hamamatsu, where our next stop was Mount Fuji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2718.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2715.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that, some more pictures around the train station...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 189px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2720.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our long journey ride to Mount Fuji saw us passing by a few scenic places. And while you can't see it in this picture, the grass were actually as tall as humans! Pretty much seem like a maze… Perfect place to play hide and seek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2721.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2723.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 237px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2722.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was the stinky place of Owakudani Boiling Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2725.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2729.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2727.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the mineral conditions of the place, eggs that were boiled there had a natural black colour. They say eating one egg would help minus 7 years of your age. Now, I'm 7 years younger! Ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2731.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was in the town of Ashi, where we had some cold dish and plum wine. Plum wine is nice... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2737.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2738.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2732.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2736.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exploring around Lake Ashi, we were greeted instead with gloomy skies... Not a good sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2754.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2742.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of our tour, we were treated to a scenic Lake Ashi cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2748.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2753.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2745.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2747.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to be able to view Mount Fuji from the lake. But the dark gloomy clouds killed our chances... In the end, it poured… And because of this rain, we were unable to ascend Mount Fuji. All we could go to was the station at the foot of the mountain =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2755.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2757.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was quite a disappointment not being able to ascend Mount Fuji at all, especially to the Boy when it was his main wish. But I guess we cannot beat Mother Nature, though I am sure we will be back again to catch Mount Fuji, no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departing from Mount Fuji, we made our way to our final destination in Japan, Tokyo. we headed off to the Metropolitan Government Building, where we ascended to the highest level to view the night lights of Tokyo city. However, with the rain that plagued us throughout the night, the windows were filled with watermarks, coupled with the bright lights in the building itself made it  difficult for us to capture any shots… &lt;p&gt;Our next stop then was the ever famous Shinjuku Kabukicho Night Street. We would have loved to stay there longer, and even make our way to Shibuya. But time was not on our side, as we could only wander around a few streets before having to make our way back to a particular street for a dinner buffet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2762.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2761.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2764.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are just some shots that I got on this wet and rainy day… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon returning to our hotel (Akasaka Hotel), we decided to continue exploring the area. That’s when we discovered this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Tokyo/IMG_2772.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a pretty scene, I really wanted to capture it on photo. That was when we saw this group of ladies, and approached them for help. But… They could not speak English, and neither could we speak Japanese, very much like a scene of a duck talking to a chicken! Still, after much gesturing and patience from them, we finally got a decent photo =) It was also this time when I realised how friendly and patient the Japanese really are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway in the end, there was nothing else to explore, as we retired for the day, in preparation for our next day of fun at... Tokyo Disneyland!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-5640295857866929233?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/5640295857866929233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=5640295857866929233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5640295857866929233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5640295857866929233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/12/japan-joy-day-4.html' title='Japan Joy: Day 4'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-1544584241904428969</id><published>2009-12-03T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T15:49:23.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Japan Joy: Day 3</title><content type='html'>Kyoto was our next day's destination. I was very excited because Kyoto is a place of lovely scenes, though the only drawback was that we had to wake up very very early in the morning to set off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first destination was the place that I was extremely excited to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2617.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2621.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in awe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2616.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2620.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only disappointment would be that we did not have the chance to come here at night. If not, the night lightings would have definitely made my day with the stunning photos that I could have captured. &lt;p&gt;I would have loved to stay longer, but we were on a tight schedule, and hence had to quickly made our way back to the coach, especially when we wanted to capture scenes of the nearby place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2625.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Red leaves apart from the greens of the bamboo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2633.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy boy with his scenery pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2630.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2637.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2629.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Togetsukyo Bridge that links the Hozu River. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Departing from Arashiyama, our next stop was once again, Kinkakuji – The Golden Pavilion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2639.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2640.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sadly, the sky wasn’t that blue, though I guess it’s still not too bad…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2645.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2643.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2653.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2655.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;More pictures around the place =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lunch was at Nishijin Textile Centre.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2656.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy boy with his happy food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Initially on our itinerary, we were suppose to board a train where the train conductor will sing traditional Japanese folk songs. However, this was removed and replaced by a Kimono Fashion Show. Not that I would complain, because this time, the Boy was around, armed with his DSLR for better photo taking!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2663.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2667.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2672.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Darn those heads!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trivia: Single females wear Kimono with long sleeves. Those whose sleeves are shorter mean that they are already married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2673.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2676.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moving on, we headed off to Gion, a place where you could try and catch a rare look at Geishas. (By the way, the picture on the left is a school for Maikos).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2677.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But alas, I could not spot any. All I saw however was just this lady dressed in her Kimono…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2683.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2682.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our last stop for the day at Kyoto was the ever famous Kiyomizu Temple.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2685.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2688.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember that the last time I went there, the sky was dull, and the colours were dull. This time, the temple was surrounded by lovely red leaves! A lovely sight indeed…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And just to share with everyone how much I love red leaves…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2691.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2693.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2695.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Red here, red there, red everywhere!! =P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And on a totally random note…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kyoto/IMG_2698.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr Softie anyone? =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;As night fell, we made our way to Toyohashi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/DSC_0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 171px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/DSC_0177.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;To me, Hotel Nikko Toyohashi was one of the nicest hotel during our trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2702.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2700.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Full from a nice dinner, as the night was still young, we went on to explore the area for more shoots and shopping. There was a large shopping centre nearby our hotel, as I went shopping for more leggings since the next day's event was the colder venue of Mount Fuji.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lastly, who wouldn't want to take a picture of themselves in yukata when you are in Japan?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Toyohashi%20n%20Mount%20Fuji%20Area/IMG_2705.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Certainly not us! Say cheese! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-1544584241904428969?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/1544584241904428969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=1544584241904428969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1544584241904428969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1544584241904428969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/12/japan-joy-day-3.html' title='Japan Joy: Day 3'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-288081560121802800</id><published>2009-12-02T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:30:41.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Japan Joy: Day 2</title><content type='html'>The next morning, it was time for Universal Studios!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having done a bit of exploring near the gate the night before, we were definitely excited to kick start our adrenaline-pumping day in the morning. But first up, some pictures from the night before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2516.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2519.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2521.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2522.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boy actually wanted to take pictures with his tripod, so we made a trip back to our hotel to grab it. Little did we know that in that short time span, when we came back, all the lights of USJ was off! Guess luck is not on his side…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, after a nice breakfast, we made our way to enjoy the rides. But guess what happened? It was raining!!! It seems like luck was really not on our side, as we decided to brave the rain nonetheless, especially when we have travelled all the way to Japan to enjoy the amusement park...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike my previous tour, our tour guide did not accompany us into the theme park, though she did was give us a map and indicated on it what were the scary ones, and what were the mild rides. Thankfully, I have had ‘experience’, as we quickly made our way to our first ride, Spiderman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2528.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the rain, there was still a long queue to beat! Nevertheless, the Boy enjoyed the ride thoroughly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next ride was Back to the Future. As expected, I felt sick, again… The Boy on the other hand was still alive and kicking, very wildly too! He’s such an adrenaline junkie…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2529.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Check out my sick face...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2530.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While rides were of importance given the craziness of some queues, we still pause occasionally to snap a few pictures, of which, I find the above attempted snarl hilarious! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2531.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sweet!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Family/Japan%202008/USJ%20Osaka/6Day039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Family/Japan%202008/USJ%20Osaka/6Day039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my Jurassic Park ride again. This time, instead of a 90-minute wait, we had to wait for only 5 min? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it started to rain!! And it had to pour even more when it was our turn to get onto the non-sheltered boat…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2532.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2534.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, we survived the trip even though we did not purchase any ponchos like the rest of the people did, as can be seen by our appearance at the gift shop, and the attempted devouring of me by the t-rex... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Family/Japan%202008/USJ%20Osaka/6Day056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Family/Japan%202008/USJ%20Osaka/6Day056.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the rain, it somehow kept the crowd out, thereby allowing us to enjoy most of the rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2538.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2541.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As such, we managed to catch Jaws and kill it, to the constant chattering of the Japanese tour ride (which none of us could understand). The above couple picture however was taken by a friendly Japanese who freely volunteered his service to help us capture a picture. Bingrong says that the soft toy is held by me like it was my baby. Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apart from the above mentioned four rides, we also caught Waterworld, Shrek’s 4D Adventure (nice!) and Universal Monsters Live Rock and Roll Show (boring…). The only thing we missed was Peppermint Patty’s Stunt Slide (very much like our Fantasy Island water slide rides), and the Hollywood Dream rollar coaster ride, much to our disappointment. Why we missed it was because of the rain, and it would have been too darn cold to get even wetter, or to have really cold wind blowing at your face…Bummer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2535.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2536.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2547.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2549.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2545.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our loss however was made up with our many chances to capture photo opportunities with the mascots =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2551.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midway into our walkabout, we chanced upon a dozen santarinas. Suddenly, there was a swarm of photographers (mainly male), standing in front of them, going shutter crazy! Reminded me very much of the SIN times… =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 319px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2554.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, from this crazy scene, I spotted a lonely snowman… He just looked so cute (even though I wanted to kick them earlier on, oops)!! Maybe I had a change of heart, but given his really cute exterior,  I just had to grab a picture of him together with us =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2542.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 194px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2548.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After conquering most mascots and rides, you would think that our photo opportunities would have ended. But I guess not with the above 2 pictures, ahahaha... =)  Anyway, with the rides more or less ‘completed’, we decided to head to the stores and start looking at souvenirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2555.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2575.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all our excitement of rides and buying of souvenirs, we actually skipped lunch, partly also because we refused to spent money on their exorbitant meals. That was when I decided to snack, and chance upon extremely cute buns! The Hello Kitty bun had savoury strawberry flavour, and after much scouring, the Snoopy bun had custard (my fav) in it! Aahh… When you bite into them, they taste like heaven…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, after a whole day spent in USJ running from the rain, enjoying the rides, checking out all the stores, we ended up buying more foodie souvenirs than any other things! The Boy claimed that theme park food are a definite must-try, as they always taste very good! Plus, with their extremely lovely packaging, one cannot help but indulge! Besides, the night parade was cancelled due to the rain, and that gave us more excuses to shop around =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2560.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2568.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2576.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2593.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with our shopping, we also indulged in challenging night photography, minus the tripod…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2594.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2595.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was spent at a restaurant, enjoying some omelette rice… Our happy faces are a sign of good food =) But as much as the food was great, that did not stop us from having some supper…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2611.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2609.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snoopy cup noodles!! Check out their cute woodstock and snoopy fishcake-like-things! Yes, piggies we were =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/USJ%20Osaka/IMG_2591.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a memorable wet day at USJ… =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-288081560121802800?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/288081560121802800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=288081560121802800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/288081560121802800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/288081560121802800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2010/02/japan-joy-day-2.html' title='Japan Joy: Day 2'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-3325050210619633169</id><published>2009-12-01T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T19:11:30.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Japan Joy: Day 1</title><content type='html'>With the Boy having a long-time dream to travel to Japan, imagine our excitement when we finally got ourselves to the airport. We thought that since it was his first time there, we might just join a tour group to get to know the place better before heading off on our own in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2387.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with most check-ins, we had a lot of time to kill on our hands, especially when we already had dinner before making our way to the airport.  Hence, we decided to plonk ourselves at Starbucks while waiting, as well as fill up any forms required for Japan customs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2389.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our happy and excited faces when we finally boarded the plane. &lt;em&gt;(Do note how my face turned from happy to fatigue as the days go by…)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2391.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan Airlines was the company that we were flying with. Truthfully speaking, I do not expect  much with regards to the food onboard from other airlines apart from SIA, but I have to say that our breakfast on board was really nice! Crab meat porridge with cold salad of prawn, fruits and green tea. Yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2394.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long flight, we finally landed at Kansai International Airport in Osaka. But because of our night flight, we ended up reaching Osaka at 6 plus in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2397.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the deserted airport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully our local tour guide, Ogawa, have already arrived, as we slowly made our way to the bus after twittering around the airport for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2399.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to our very first destination, Nara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2434.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was Nara Deer Park, where deers are allowed to roam freely within its enclosure. While there were really many deers, I’m not sure why my picture did not feature one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2401.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nestled in the park is the sightseeing attraction, Todaiji Temple of Daibutsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2409.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2415.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2413.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so began our clicking of shutters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2419.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some time on hand, we decided to explore more of the place. That's when we chanced upon this scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Nara/IMG_2428.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such lovely red and yellow leaves! Our tour guide actually mentioned to us that Autumn was late this season. But while our Earth is going through turmoil, I guess it was nice though to still be able to catch view of the Autumn leaves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while we were there, there were actually lots of Japanese students, and they came by the mass! Our tour guide said that it was because their school trips around Japan was pushed back from the Summer season to Winter due to the H1N1 outbreak previously. Thankfully, we managed to get there and leave before they really thronged in by the hundreds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on from Nara, our next stop was back to Osaka, where we had our lunch in the vicinity of Osaka Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2435.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, we had our one and only group tour photo, where I was mistaken to be the wife of the Boy... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2440.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2439.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2438.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first local meal from the tour. I was telling the Boy not to be too excited with our meals as I have had experience before with Japan tours. But the food wasn’t that bad, as we had a simple fair of soba and hot pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it was back to photo taking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 319px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2441.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osaka Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2445.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually very pleased with this trip, because this time round, I was able to capture more scenic photos as compared to my previous Japan trip with my family. The skies were nicer, and we had slightly more time to take pictures too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2450.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by the yellow Autumn leaves... Oh I so love Japan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2452.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who knew that we would be so lucky to witness a wedding photography session going on as well during our trip. Check out their cool costumes! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I can so imagine how pretty their pictures would turn out, with the red against the yellow leaves).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2457.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More scenes of the lovely Japan in Autumn/Winter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Osaka Castle, we made our way to Shinsaibashi, the shopping paradise. But… Our time there was quite short! Plus, shopping during the Winter season isn't the best time for me, as most shops were selling winter wear, which isn’t what I can don often back in Singapore. And when I did find something I like, it was too small for me!! *Cries* =( &lt;p&gt;As for the boy, given that Shinsaibashi is right next to Dotombori, famous for its neon lights, we were there a tad too early to see any lights… This I would say is quite a bummer for not only him, but also me, for I would have loved to see what he could conjure up with his DSLR. Sigh… What a pity…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2458.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Osaka/IMG_2459.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was time to move on to our next stop, the skies began to darken (dang!), as we made our way to Kobe, where the reknown Kobe beef is supposedly from (all because their beef drinks beer!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2461.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2462.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kobe’s Chinatown, also known as “Nankinmachi’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2466.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, there isn’t much things there except for food. And because dinner was still waiting for us, we did not eat much except for some snacks, as I was already starving by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2469.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the place however was this shop! It’s a desert stall which sells extremely nice Almond Jelly. And a person like me, who does not fancy almond essence that much, actually liked it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2463.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2464.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the usual almond puddings that we usually eat, this one is much denser, and it has more of a milky taste. I like it! Apart from the nice desert, this shop also sells cheongsams! Now, a cheongsam fan like me would definitely love it, but as luck would have it, we did not have enough time to make our way up to the second floor for a peek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we headed off to Kobe Harbourland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2513.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harbourland is actually a shopping area, and its entrance actually reminds me a bit of Rhodes back in Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 238px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2476.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, we got to see the majestic Kobe Tower. Mount Rokko is suppose to be somewhere at the back, but I guess the sky was too dark to spot it =S But the moon is surely huge…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2485.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2487.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Harbourland is a shopping venue, I guess the both of us were more interested in taking photos than purchasing items. (Now I would think that is an amazing feat for me because I’m such a shopping queen!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2490.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With not much time left (again), we quickly made our way to a Cheesecake Shop as recommended by our tour guide, Ogawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 191px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2509.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 191px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2504.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, practically most of our tour group peers were there. It seems like Ogawa is really good at discovering good food, that all of us would definitely walk in to any shop/restaurant to try out what she has recommended. But what's really great about this cheesecake that it is not like our usual sweet desert! It’s actually savoury, and tastes of real cheese!! Extremely nice that it is definitely worth your money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2502.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think our happy faces are evidence of a great food find =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what better way to end our first day than great photos, nice weather and delicious food, as we made our way back to our hotel (finally), for our long-awaited dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Japan%2009/Kobe/IMG_2479.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I end this entry of us with the very lovely Christmas Tree at Harbourland. Somehow, I like this picture a lot =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-3325050210619633169?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/3325050210619633169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=3325050210619633169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3325050210619633169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3325050210619633169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/12/japan-joy-day-1.html' title='Japan Joy: Day 1'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-5554168483501598589</id><published>2009-11-26T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:02:23.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><title type='text'>Travel Plan: Japan</title><content type='html'>After one month's of silence, this blog is finally rejuvenated by the entry that we are going to Japan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/japancopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/japancopy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When: 1-7 December 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to wear my boots!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-5554168483501598589?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/5554168483501598589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=5554168483501598589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5554168483501598589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5554168483501598589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/11/travel-plan-japan.html' title='Travel Plan: Japan'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/th_japancopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-7265836137733456410</id><published>2009-10-15T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:10:36.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoirs'/><title type='text'>The Weeping Emoticon</title><content type='html'>The Boy was asking me how to make the weeping emoticon as seen in msn and facebook after I used it on him. So after much trying, he finally gave up and asked me for the answer. I told him to do the eyes, followed by an apostrophe and the open bracket. Guess what he gave me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_- !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-7265836137733456410?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/7265836137733456410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=7265836137733456410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7265836137733456410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7265836137733456410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/10/weeping-emoticon.html' title='The Weeping Emoticon'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-7581002902718309158</id><published>2009-10-11T19:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:47:19.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>On Board Doulos</title><content type='html'>I heard from one of my colleagues that a floating bookstore was docked at HarbourFront over this weekend. So, being the curious me, I told the Boy about it, and we decided to just head down and check it out, after finding out that the ship's name was &lt;a href="http://www.doulos.org/"&gt;Doulos&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Doulus%2009/IMG_2349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Doulus%2009/IMG_2349.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to head there after having lunch at Vivocity, only to find out later that  despite the hot weather, there was actually a pretty long queue forming up! (I guess everyone else was as curious as us, haha)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Doulus%2009/IMG_2351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Doulus%2009/IMG_2351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Doulus%2009/IMG_2352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Doulus%2009/IMG_2352.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway while waiting, I decided to just take a few quick snaps of the ship with my puny camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, we didn't have to wait very long, and before we knew it, it was time to climb up the 'steep' steps of the walkway and get ourselves up the ship. I was lucky in the fact that I decided to google about the ship before heading down, hence finding out that the steps to the ship were quite difficult from someone's blog, and that it was better if I had worn flats instead of heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Doulus%2009/IMG_2353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Doulus%2009/IMG_2353.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very interesting to be on board Doulos, as we can both can a glimpse of how it was like to be living on board the ship. While the crew provided a tour, we decided to skip it and just head straight to the bookstore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With it being a missionary organisation, it was no surprise that they sold quite a number of Christian books. But there was also no lack of other genres, which saw me quickly indulging in the food section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I recently have been going crazy over books once again (that will be another entry on its own). And with me being keen on getting my hands down on new recipes to try out in the near future, or when I am married &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ahem ahem)&lt;/span&gt;, I did not mind purchasing any recipe books which I thought might be interesting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trivia: In the floating bookstore, books for sale are priced in units. For Singapore, the 'exchange rate was 25 units = SGD$1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Books/PartyFood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 219px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Books/PartyFood.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got Party Food by Linda Doeser in the end, and with the book costing 200 units, I paid only SGD$8 for it. This got me really happy in the end because to me, it was such a steal! (At least in my opinion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Doulus%2009/IMG_2361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Doulus%2009/IMG_2361.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After enjoying my time at the bookstore, it was time for more photo taking sessions. A view of the cruise ship from Doulos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it came to us wanting to take a couple picture on board Doulos, we were met with much difficulty. Firstly, the sun was too bright at that time, resulting in us looking all tiny-eyed. Secondly, there were many people walking about, so it was not easy trying to get a decent picture with the ship as our background, minus all those people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Doulus%2009/IMG_2364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Doulus%2009/IMG_2364.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, after much perseverance and multiple trial-and-errors, we finally got it! Say cheese (with big eyes)! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-7581002902718309158?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/7581002902718309158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=7581002902718309158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7581002902718309158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7581002902718309158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-board-doulos.html' title='On Board Doulos'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Books/th_PartyFood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-8401536499381479397</id><published>2009-10-10T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:18:02.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concerts'/><title type='text'>Stomp 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Plays%20and%20Performances/Stomp%2009/Stomp09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 232px;" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Plays%20and%20Performances/Stomp%2009/Stomp09.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I have never caught a Stomp performance before even though they have been back year after year. With the girl in the military band during her school days, she had every valid reason to pull me along. Haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the entire performance, the girl was completely intrigued by the incorporated martial-arts-like movements in their performances. Their creativity and movements were just so great that it just blew everyone's' mind off, including mine. Not to mention that they had a nutty display of antics that sent everyone laughing non-stop in the hall. What can I say, it was truly an awesome performance, we totally enjoyed it! I would have to thank the girl for pulling me along. With that, I reckon we will be back to catch their performance once again should they be back to perform in Singapore next year =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-8401536499381479397?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/8401536499381479397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=8401536499381479397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8401536499381479397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8401536499381479397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/11/stomp-09.html' title='Stomp 09'/><author><name>Raphel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01168474856052934652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-4791359289051454304</id><published>2009-10-06T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T21:50:20.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delectable Delicacies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Dodo Hatch's Day</title><content type='html'>Just a week from my birthday, it was soon time for me to plan for the Boy's birthday. With his hatch day landing on a weekday, I decided to celebrate his birthday on the weekend ahead of his actual day, as I made reservations for &lt;a href="http://www.prive.com.sg/" target="_blank"&gt;Prive&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2309.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hidden in a little corner from its other cafe/bar, we were introduced to a really posh and quaint area.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2304.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2314.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow, we were 1 of only 3 groups of customers, which made us feel a little weird with so many eyes looking at us. But we soon got use to it, as we enjoyed really personalised service. The waitress serving us also very helpful with recommendations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2318.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before we started on our dishes, we were treated to a complimentary ’starter’. Unfortunately, I forgotten the name of it, but I thought that it was very nicely presented. Plus, it tasted good!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2320.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our starter was crudo, made from hokkaido scallops, sakura prawns, olive oil, yuzu and shiroshoyu. While it was fresh and tasted great, it was seriously too tiny…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2323.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2322.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My main was the rare duck breast and confit of duck leg (left) while the Boy had the grilled kurobuta pork chop (right).  Seriously, our mains were really really sumptuous! I particularly like my duck breast despite it being rare and slightly bloody. But paired with the persimmon-like fruit, the combined taste was really really nice.  The pork chop on the other hand tasted really great with the apple sauce!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2324.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For dessert, we had the molten center chocolate soufflé (my first ever!) Nice, fluffy and soft, it’s no doubt it was the recommended dessert by the waitress.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 258px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2325.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, with all these delicious dishes, it is no wonder we are such a happy couple. To me, it reminded me a lot like Fullerton’s fine dining, only that it is more affordable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2329.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2335.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And at the end of our dinner, we were treated to nice lighting and views of the marina =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 244px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2334.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which of course called for another couple shot =)&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my dear darling! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2348.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And just in case any of you are wondering, I got him a nice Picard card holder =)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2323.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-4791359289051454304?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/4791359289051454304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=4791359289051454304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4791359289051454304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4791359289051454304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/10/dodo-hatchs-day.html' title='Dodo Hatch&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-5785312822822119799</id><published>2009-10-04T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T10:13:27.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mid Autumn Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen Kravings'/><title type='text'>Mid Autumn Festival Mooncakes</title><content type='html'>It's the time of the year again to celebrate the Mid Autumn Festival, as the Boy and I decided to get our hands dirty once again by making our very own mooncakes! &lt;p&gt;Carrying on the craze from work, I borrowed some of the mooncake moulds home as we got started in the early afternoon. Even the Boy’s mom joined us in the making =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Food/Mooncakes/IMG_2343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 249px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Food/Mooncakes/IMG_2343.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After 2 long hours, we finally got our mooncakes done! Green, sky blue, purple and white, it was actually pretty nice to see the multi-colours all nicely done!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Food/Mooncakes/IMG_2340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Food/Mooncakes/IMG_2340.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And something new and special for this year was that we tried making mini mooncakes using Winnie the Pooh and Mickey Mouse moulds. With special thanks to E’s Joie, I managed to purchase these cute moulds, bringing some variety and difference to the usual round/square shaped moulds =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Such cuteness... Happy Mid Autumn Festival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-5785312822822119799?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/5785312822822119799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=5785312822822119799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5785312822822119799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5785312822822119799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/10/mid-autumn-festival-mooncakes.html' title='Mid Autumn Festival Mooncakes'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-7175023736210771771</id><published>2009-09-27T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T12:07:06.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delectable Delicacies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>The Birthday Girl's Celebration</title><content type='html'>With much planning, Raphel celebrated my birthday for me at Vivocity's Serenity Restaurant and Bar, a Spanish eatery with cool decor and a live band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2269.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Heh, he sure knows how much I enjoy live gigs though&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unfortunately for him, he could not be somewhere in town where he can hear the F1 cars zooming by and enjoy the smell of burnt rubber!&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2256.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2262.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, we were given nice huge comfy sofa chairs for our reservation even though there were only 2 of us. But that did not stop us from enjoying the comfort provided to us, as we soaked up the Spanish atmosphere and the occasional cool sea breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for food, we ordered an appetizer of prawns in olive oil. It was superb!! It was fresh and it tasted really good =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2266.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the main, we ordered Paella Valencia (I think), which was seafood paella in general, serving for 2. I thought that the rice was a bit like glutinous rice, though the word saffron in it really reminded me of Restaurant City again, haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2274.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we enjoyed our red wine and the live band, the live band soon performed a live birthday gig for me, while the restaurant presented me with a complimentary birthday cake, which was all too pretty for us to want to spoil it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raphel on the other hand bought me a nice Guess watch and... A Tenderheart Care Bear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2298.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said it's to brighten up my day as it will remind me of him whenever I look at it. Too bad it's not big enough to hug, haha... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2273.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup, I was a very happy girl at the end of the day. With good food, nice music and lovely company, the day was almost perfect if I had not fallen sick with an upset tummy, for that spoilt my clubbing chance at Butter Factory/Helipad as it is rare that Raphel allows me some alcohol in my system... With that, I had to retire early for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the celebration is not over yet, as the next morning, he arranged for a lovely breakfast at &lt;a href="http://www.riderscafe.sg/"&gt;Riders Cafe&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2286.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having come across it on the web, I thought that it was a really cool place to visit, given that one could have the chance to see horsies trotting by while you have your breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2287.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I sure did not miss them as just when we entered the place, we spotted 2 just coming up the road. That got Raphel pretty excited too as he had never rode on a horse before. And that pretty much gives me the idea that it'll be nice to plan for an overseas horse riding trip one day for the two of us =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2279.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2280.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to food. When we had a chance to look at the menu, we were surprised to see that their breakfasts were all very reasonably priced! I had the Norwegian Salmon Benedict while the Boy had the Rider’s Breakfast, both of which cost less than $15! And given the portions that they served, I would think that it is very worth it, not to mention that they taste great too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2281.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2284.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our happy faces, I'm sure you can tell that we are very pleased with the place. In fact, Raphel fell in love with the cafe, especially when we discovered that there are other cool restaurants in the same area too. The only drawback I find is that it is slightly out of the way, and without a car, it is quite inaccessible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Birthdays%2009/IMG_2292.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then again, I don't think that would stop us very much... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PS: Thank you very much my dear for the lovely birthday celebration!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to more fun and happy times together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now, it's my turn to plan for your birthday celebration (which is only in 1 week's time!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-7175023736210771771?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/7175023736210771771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=7175023736210771771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7175023736210771771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7175023736210771771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-girls-celebration.html' title='The Birthday Girl&apos;s Celebration'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-5154297344331505620</id><published>2009-09-27T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:49:13.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Girl !</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear girl, may we have many many many more joyous and fun birthday celebrations together! =D Stay pretty always! Hee... Muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-5154297344331505620?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/5154297344331505620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=5154297344331505620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5154297344331505620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5154297344331505620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-girl.html' title='Happy Birthday Girl !'/><author><name>Raphel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01168474856052934652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-8615211014999686930</id><published>2009-09-05T19:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:56:32.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exhibitions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>Army Open House 2009</title><content type='html'>It's the time of the year again, where I get to see the men in green once more at the &lt;a href="http://www.mindef.gov.sg/aoh09/"&gt;Army Open House 2009&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, the Boy once again decided to accompany me despite not being a big fan of the army. But then, he stays pretty near the camp, so why not? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Miscellaneous/P1010400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Miscellaneous/P1010400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed for the theme (at least somewhat for me), we head on out to view the stationary mobiles like the chinook, the tanks, the lightstrike vehicle etc. Silly me decided to wear denim skirt for the day, which impeded me ability to climb in and out of the vehicles for photo opportunities =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As such, we didn't stay around the mock-ups for long, which saw us heading to Battle World, where we decided to try out a 'game' where we had to engage terrorists who had captured 4 civilians. While I was pretty excited to try out the weapons again, the downside of it all was that it involved a really long waiting time, of which your turn was not in order to whether or not you earlier than others. (Bumper to the Boy for that). Anyway, I also found out to my dismay that the M16 was really heavy!! (And I thought I was strong... Humpt!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, one more thing. While I was told to fire at the timer to disarm the bomb for the mission, guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aimed for the bomb! I'm such a sillified dodo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, silly-ness aside, maybe it was because I've been to the Army Open House often enough, or I've seen army related stuff quite often that we did not watch any of the performances. And although I was really really keen to try out the Combat Ride Safari or the Live Firing Safari, the extremely long queue and the estimated time of 1.5 hours of waiting turned me off big time, that we decided to cut our visit short, and just head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least I got to shoot the M16 =)&lt;br /&gt;How about the SAR-21 next time??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-8615211014999686930?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/8615211014999686930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=8615211014999686930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8615211014999686930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8615211014999686930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/09/army-open-house-2009.html' title='Army Open House 2009'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-8410230381291998070</id><published>2009-08-23T10:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T10:37:55.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hotels and Resorts'/><title type='text'>Rasa Sentosa Getaway</title><content type='html'>Given our hectic working schedule, the girl and I decided to getaway for a short relaxation at the southern sunny island of Singapore, Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Rasa%20Sentosa%2009/IMG_2248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 193px;" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Rasa%20Sentosa%2009/IMG_2248.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since both of us are so into travelling, we decided to try different accommodations in Singapore to witness the quality of the rooms and services. And not forgetting our "Pocahontas" mission. Haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Rasa%20Sentosa%2009/IMG_2239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 194px;" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Rasa%20Sentosa%2009/IMG_2239.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A view of the deluxe room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Rasa%20Sentosa%2009/IMG_2240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 190px;" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Rasa%20Sentosa%2009/IMG_2240.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our personal balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Boy, it was a packed weekend where we had to queue up for our room to be ready. Even the swimming pool was packed like crazy and that we had to find ourselves a place next to the beach instead. With the hotel providing free shuttle service to Vivocity, we made use of the free service and had our dinner there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, both of us were quite disappointed with the breakfast provided the next morning. The variety and quality of food weren't up to our standard. Guess we really set a high standard heh. Nonetheless, I had a really good time spent with the girl. Every minute of her by my side really made me feel happy. *Heartz* =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-8410230381291998070?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/8410230381291998070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=8410230381291998070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8410230381291998070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8410230381291998070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/08/rasa-sentosa-getaway.html' title='Rasa Sentosa Getaway'/><author><name>Raphel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01168474856052934652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-2672411060025753533</id><published>2009-08-08T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:39:06.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoirs'/><title type='text'>Another Product Shoot</title><content type='html'>It was another weekend burnt as the Boy and I headed down to my workplace again for a second round of product shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/IMG_2204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/IMG_2204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time round, I was the photographer, after much persuasion by Raphel =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/IMG_2207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/IMG_2207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I must say, he was a really great assistant =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-2672411060025753533?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/2672411060025753533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=2672411060025753533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2672411060025753533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2672411060025753533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-product-shoot.html' title='Another Product Shoot'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-8544827525473544774</id><published>2009-07-25T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:35:47.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arty Farty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plays'/><title type='text'>Sing Dollar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Plays/SingDollar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 184px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Plays/SingDollar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that Boy has become very much influenced by me, as he was pretty willing to go along with me for the play SingDollar. Not to mention that it was held at the Esplanade theatre, which got us very much excited as it would be our first time there together =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staged in the streets of Geylang, the storyline was about how a group of people try to get away with a discovered bag of money. While I was very much tickled by most of their jokes and amazed by their accurate accents, I guess the play was a little too long-winded for my liking. Nevertheless, the garish costumes, the hilarious jokes and the wonderful acting, SingDollar was really a play worth my time and money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-8544827525473544774?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/8544827525473544774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=8544827525473544774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8544827525473544774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8544827525473544774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/07/sing-dollar.html' title='Sing Dollar'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Plays/th_SingDollar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-6767961633641361458</id><published>2009-07-21T15:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T09:45:49.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delectable Delicacies'/><title type='text'>Italian Fine Dining</title><content type='html'>Seeing how The Lighthouse at the Fullerton had an Italian Fining Dining lunch promotion, I thought why not give it a try the next day after we landed back in Singapore, especially when both of us also took leave to rest and relax for just one more day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Located right at the top of the hotel, we were greeted with friendly staff and a nice ambience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2168.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The happy Boy with his bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 257px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2171.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our foccacia bread with black olive spread. I cannot help but fall in love with this bread, because it is just oh-so-yummy! One thing interesting to note was that we were given sparkling water as our drink. I remembered last time when we were in Hong Kong, the sparkling water that we bought was pretty nasty. But this time round, we were surprised that it tasted pretty nice. And it had better be considering that it cost $10 per bottle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2172.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for our food, we were given a complimentary dish from the hotel. I cannot really remember tha name of the dish, though I do remember that it contained salmon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a 3 course meal, our appetisers were simply mouthwatering, particularly the wagyu beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;align= centre=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2173.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2174.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/align=&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left: Buffalo mozzarella with candied tomato petals, green beans and caprese sauce&lt;br /&gt;Right: Wagyu beef carpaccio with basil, anchovies dressing, parmiagiano cheese and mixed salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main course:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2178.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2180.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left: Butternut squash tortelloni with light parmigiano cheese and thyme fondue, and crispy pancetta&lt;br /&gt;Right: Drum wheat spaghetti, tomato sauce with fresh ligurian basil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The star is of course the tortelloni, of which has gotten many good reviews from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2179.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2182.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faces of satisfied diners =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2186.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our desert for the day is actually Pink guava sorbet with mixed fruits. Reminds me very much of my kiwi sorbet in Restaurant City, a game that I am playing in Facebook =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2187.jpg%20"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Fullerton%20Lighthouse%2009/IMG_2187.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, we were very happy customers who were surprisingly satiated! I thought with all the fine dining, we would not be full. But I guess due to my love for the foccacia bread, coupled with sparkling water, one gets full really easily!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-6767961633641361458?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/6767961633641361458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=6767961633641361458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/6767961633641361458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/6767961633641361458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/07/italian-fine-dining.html' title='Italian Fine Dining'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-2438167163876473845</id><published>2009-07-20T15:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T15:31:58.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangkok'/><title type='text'>The Bangkok Affair (IV)</title><content type='html'>Our last day was spent roaming around the streets for more last minute shopping. But not before we did some crazy photo-taking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2160.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2149.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the flu scare, we did see quite a few people wearing masks. And although I did bring some over, somehow we did not don it on. So, for some crazy moment, we decided to just put on the mask and have a couple shoot. Don't we just look adorable? Haha... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our last day was quite uneventful. With us having bought so many things, we did not buy much stuff except for some cuff links the Boy bought. It was more of a 'food feast' however, as we went about trying out fast food restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2161.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2163.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R Burger was one of them! Not sure if you have heard of it, but apparently it's being brought into Singapore very soon. It's a Japanese restaurant that focuses on healthy eating, as its burgers are of the man-tou bread rather than our usual burger bread. And... It was really really nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2166.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, with even more time to kill, we actually went to watch a movie in Bangkok!! Harry Potter it was, and I guess we were so lucky that of all the cinemas, we chose the Gold Class equivalent cinema, in which we were treated to really comfortable cushion chairs, coupled with nice silk-like blankets and a pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the movie-after dinner before we have to fly back to Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2167.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess the above photo says it all. A very happy Boy with his A&amp;amp;W root beer float and meal =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-2438167163876473845?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/2438167163876473845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=2438167163876473845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2438167163876473845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2438167163876473845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/07/bangkok-affair-iv.html' title='The Bangkok Affair (IV)'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-3927885316283007356</id><published>2009-07-19T15:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T09:00:33.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangkok'/><title type='text'>The Bangkok Affair (III)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2077.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A crazy look to start the day =)&lt;br /&gt;(A giant mouse stealing food!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me share with you the lovely exterior of the hotel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2081.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2083.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2082.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It makes me feel like I'm in Bali =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2090.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe that's why it adds on to my joy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some couple cam-whoring, we proceeded on to Chatuchuk Weekend Market. As from previous experience, we thought that this time round, we came more prepared, and were better dressed, hoping somehow that we could last more than an hour in the market. But guess what, we were wrong! Once again, we stayed at most an hour plus only, because we either did not have anything to buy, and also because it was really still quite warm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With us out of the market, an aimless walk around the shopping district soon saw us at Asia's largest aquarium, &lt;a href="http://www.siamoceanworld.co.th/home.htm"&gt;Siam Ocean World&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2144.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The funny thing is we did not see this during our first trip to Bangkok last year, and now, it "suddenly" appeared out of nowhere. But oh well, we decided to just go ahead and in we went into the dark shadows of the aquarium, only to be greeted by 2 giant crabs at the entrance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2091.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 184px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2096.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that funny fish on the right? It's apparently a frog fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2098.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some interiors of the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2107.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me that Ocean World wants to have a bit of everything, for they even have a little section on the Amazon habitats, as well as caved animals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2115.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2117.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some 'friends' we saw there =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2126.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a few shows going on, but we only caught one of them, of which was feeding of fishes in a huge gigantic tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2123.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it's a phototaking session of me, the little mermaid princess with her prince! Ahahahaha.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2131.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2134.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were taken in the shark enclosure on self-timer mode. I love the light being refracted by the waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2135.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2137.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of the entrance fee that we paid, we were given complimentary entrance to the glass bottom boat ride. But it was nothing spectacular, as it was a really really small enclosure. I guess the only fun part was that you had to buy some prawns to feed the fishes, and the sharks if one was 'lucky'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2140.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2142.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we made our way to the 4D experience movie, where we were treated to some 'actions' and 'scares', much to the amusement of the Boy who kept laughing non-stop. All because of the screams of the ladies due to the spraying of water in our faces and the whacking of our limbs from a thin wire at the bottom of our chairs... Bleah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-3927885316283007356?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/3927885316283007356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=3927885316283007356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3927885316283007356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3927885316283007356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/07/bangkok-affair-iii.html' title='The Bangkok Affair (III)'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-6550094468782988451</id><published>2009-07-18T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:37:15.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangkok'/><title type='text'>The Bangkok Affair (II)</title><content type='html'>When we awoke the next day for breakfast, guess what greeted us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very lovely swimming pool! They even have a jacuzzi in the little pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2079.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breakfast there was not bad, as they had a variety of cuisines, drinks and fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2046.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we made our way to the lobby after breakfast, where we were greeted by our tour guide, who then brought us to our private car, as we made our way to Chao Phraya River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2050.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sleepy eyes... Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scenes along the river trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2062.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we travel through rows of raised houses, one of the stops of the river tour was this fish farm area, where we could pay an amount for bread to feed the fishes. While the Boy and I declined to fork out some money, it didn't stop the kids from getting all the fun from the feeding. Besides, the fishes were really huge!! I dare say that they were at least half a metre long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2063.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last stop for the river trip was to a reptile park, where we had to pay an entrance fee. Again, being the budget people that we were, we decided to give it a miss, as we settled down somewhere to just have a nice chat with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2067.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While not forgetting to cam-whore still =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yup, that pretty much concludes our river tour. Initially we thought that we were going to the floating market, but we were very much mistaken. And as much as we would like to see the floating market, I guess we didn't mind this river tour as it did give us some insight into the lifestyle and culture of the people of Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our river tour, we were brought around to tourist shops like those selling jewellery etc, hoping that we would delve into our pockets and pay for something. But as usual, we didn't, though we did come across another tailor - &lt;a href="http://www.james-fashion.com/about.html"&gt;James Fashion International&lt;/a&gt;.  With all the tailoring that the Boy already did, it was no surprise that he declined to tailor anymore, though it did give him another shop to explore the next time we return =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tour ended, we went on to more shopping around Central World and the outdoor markets, after which we had steamboat dinner at MK Trendi. This time round, we did not scrimp on dinner as we had a sumptious meal =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we returned to our hotel, we were greeted with a surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2072.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadah!! The Boy's suit from Pinky Tailor is in!&lt;br /&gt;And he looks soooo good in it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-6550094468782988451?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/6550094468782988451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=6550094468782988451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/6550094468782988451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/6550094468782988451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-bangkok-ii.html' title='The Bangkok Affair (II)'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-396120103843600274</id><published>2009-07-17T11:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:32:21.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangkok'/><title type='text'>The Bangkok Affair (I)</title><content type='html'>With all the flu scare going around, Raphel and I are so glad that we were still going ahead with our Bangkok shopping trip, especially when we planned for this a long time ago. This time round, Raphel got to bunk over at my place, allowing us for more snooze time before we had to make our way to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My dear sleepy boy in the sky train on the way to the other terminal for our burger king brekkie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And after much stoning, we finally made our way to our flight. I like the above picture. One can never really get such a photo because of all the hustling and bustling around the aiport =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2032.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm leaving... On a jet plane...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, with such a pig that I am, no matter where I am, I can really fall asleep, even when the plane has landed and is taxi-ing its way to the docking point. But finally, we've reached, as we made our way to &lt;a href="http://www.centrepoint.com/Locations/Petchburi_a.aspx"&gt;Centre Point Petchburi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And... It's such a nice place!! Everything about it is just very nicely lit and spacious. Here's the lobby. Anyway, it was way too early for us to check in. So after checking in our luggage at the concierge, we went just across the road to Platinum Mall!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shop shop shop... Till it's time to check in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2034.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2035.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Bangkok%2009/IMG_2037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's our very nice room!! I just love the space they have, the couch, and the nice little kitchen! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, guess where we went?? It was on to tailoring, as our first stop is &lt;a href="http://savilerowbangkok.com/"&gt;Savile Row&lt;/a&gt;. There, the Boy made 1 pants and 3 shirts, while I made 2 dresses. But the Boy was on a tailoring mission, as we made our way to the next tailor shop to try out their workmanship. &lt;a href="http://www.pinkytailor.com/"&gt;Pinky Tailor&lt;/a&gt; it was, as we were greeted by very friendly people. There, Raphel made another 1 pants and 1 shirt, as we left for dinner then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for our first day, we had an early night, because we have a half day tour the very next day!! When we arrived at Bangkok's international airport, we were greeted by a friendly concierge who told us that we were entitled to one of three half day tours for free, and that we only had to pay for the government tax of 250 bhat per person. So what the heck, we might as well give it a try, especially when we chose the Chao Phraya river tour =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-396120103843600274?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/396120103843600274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=396120103843600274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/396120103843600274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/396120103843600274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-bangkok.html' title='The Bangkok Affair (I)'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-6814578380502679541</id><published>2009-07-15T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:05:12.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><title type='text'>Travel Plan: Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/Bangkok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 212px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/Bangkok.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When: 17-20 July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shopaholic strikes again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-6814578380502679541?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/6814578380502679541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=6814578380502679541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/6814578380502679541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/6814578380502679541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/07/travel-plan-thailand.html' title='Travel Plan: Thailand'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/th_Bangkok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-4909537905604683020</id><published>2009-07-12T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:22:47.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoirs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen Kravings'/><title type='text'>POSB Run for Kids</title><content type='html'>Being the runner enthusiast Raphel is, it was no surprise when he made his way down all the way to Sengkang for an 8km marathon run that was for charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/POSB%20Run%20for%20Kids%2009/IMG_2022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/POSB%20Run%20for%20Kids%2009/IMG_2022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the rain stopped when he was due to run. But it sure got the grounds wet and muddy still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/POSB%20Run%20for%20Kids%2009/IMG_2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/POSB%20Run%20for%20Kids%2009/IMG_2021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's the very big bright banana right there who magnificently completed his run despite not having a number tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/POSB%20Run%20for%20Kids%2009/IMG_2027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/POSB%20Run%20for%20Kids%2009/IMG_2027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what else can the girl do besides braving the mud and making her way down early in the morning just to support her Boy?? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/POSB%20Run%20for%20Kids%2009/P1010398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/POSB%20Run%20for%20Kids%2009/P1010398.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Besides, I even made him cha soba for lunch! Aren't I nice?? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-4909537905604683020?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/4909537905604683020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=4909537905604683020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4909537905604683020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4909537905604683020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/07/posb-run-for-kids.html' title='POSB Run for Kids'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-639851984694899281</id><published>2009-07-05T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:59:55.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playful Pursuits'/><title type='text'>WCG 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/WCG2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 214px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/WCG2009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way together for the very first time to WCG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was there for the cosplayers, I was there for DoTA =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-639851984694899281?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/639851984694899281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=639851984694899281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/639851984694899281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/639851984694899281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/07/wcg-2009.html' title='WCG 2009'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/th_WCG2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-1858977293058982258</id><published>2009-07-04T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:24:40.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playful Pursuits'/><title type='text'>3D Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://numiko.com/blog/images/3d-specs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 163px;" src="http://numiko.com/blog/images/3d-specs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Boy has been quite into Ice Age movies recently, it was no surprise when he wanted to catch the 3rd installment of the film. And guess what, it was actually a 3D movie version!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time ever in such a film where I had to wear the 3D glasses. It was oversized, yet truly hilarious to see Raphel in such a sight. It made the movie slightly more fun, especially when there were dinosaurs in it. The 3 baby T-Rex were absolutely adorable!! (Plus they actually remind me of Huey, Dewy and Louie). =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-1858977293058982258?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/1858977293058982258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=1858977293058982258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1858977293058982258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1858977293058982258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/07/3d-movie.html' title='3D Movie'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-6201163390340627785</id><published>2009-06-28T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:43:53.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playful Pursuits'/><title type='text'>Of Bowls and Prawns</title><content type='html'>Our quest for adventure continues, as this time round, we headed to Jurong Superbowl for some pin-knocking session. Again, it has been some time since I last touched a bowling ball, though not as long since I played pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1923.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1925.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raphel claimed that he hasn't played bowling in a longer time than I am. But guess what, he still beat my score in the end!! I'm attributing it to the fact that guys have more brute strength, which would help them knock down more pins, hahaha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1930.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us enjoying the bowling session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if the bowling was not enough, Raphel and his friends decided to head to Lakeside Fishing Village in the wee hours of the night, where we got our first try in prawning!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1945.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1941.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The hilarious thing however was that there were 7 of us, but only 2 rods... So yup, we had to interchange and take turns with each other. While we saw that other customers were busily fishing up all the prawns, guess how many did we catch at the end of 3 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 3 miserable prawns!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1938.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Raphel had the luck in catching the very first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1938.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Pool%20n%20Bowling%20n%20Prawning%2009/IMG_1937.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But then again, I guess 3 is better than none? Not too bad for our first time I guess. And at least I managed to stay all the way up from 1am to 4am without turning into a panda. Though there is no prizes for guessing how badly I knocked out once I reached the comforts of my bed... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-6201163390340627785?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/6201163390340627785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=6201163390340627785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/6201163390340627785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/6201163390340627785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/06/of-bowls-and-prawns.html' title='Of Bowls and Prawns'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-3437625843821279838</id><published>2009-06-27T21:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:12:19.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playful Pursuits'/><title type='text'>Pool Time</title><content type='html'>With us running out of ideas of what to do, the girl suggested that we should start our bonding activities again. Therefore, the idea of playing pool struck my mind instantly as it has been years since I last played a game of pool. With lots of time to kill on Friday night as the girl and I decided to catch a late night movie of Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, we decided to play some pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Pool%20Time%2009/IMG_1910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 181px;" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Pool%20Time%2009/IMG_1910.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Pool%20Time%2009/IMG_1909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 181px;" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Pool%20Time%2009/IMG_1909.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                  West Area No. 1                                                                                                                                                                                                  Against          North East Area No. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Pool%20Time%2009/IMG_1912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 235px;" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Pool%20Time%2009/IMG_1912.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Pool%20Time%2009/IMG_1911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 235px;" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Relax%20and%20Leisure/Pool%20Time%2009/IMG_1911.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's us! The two pros... Haa... Postures 100 marks! =) Even though the girl kept saying she was rusty having not played a game for such a long time, she's pretty good I would say. The killer looks with the killer posture. Haa... And I am certain that I did not bully her as I won most or all of the games by luck. =P Still, it was a nice game after all and I'm sure we'll play more often after this. Right my dear girl?!? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-3437625843821279838?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/3437625843821279838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=3437625843821279838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3437625843821279838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/3437625843821279838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/06/pool-time.html' title='Pool Time'/><author><name>Raphel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01168474856052934652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-1216719034518207179</id><published>2009-06-25T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T19:55:23.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playful Pursuits'/><title type='text'>A Crazy Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/GunboundGame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 384px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/GunboundGame.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that we would 'regress' back into Gunbound, which saw the Boy bullying me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pout*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahaha... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-1216719034518207179?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/1216719034518207179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=1216719034518207179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1216719034518207179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/1216719034518207179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazy-moment.html' title='A Crazy Moment'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/th_GunboundGame.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-7372186681521224522</id><published>2009-06-23T22:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:14:30.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Wishes'/><title type='text'>Wedding Bands II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/GoldHeart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 158px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/GoldHeart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quite like this set of wedding bands because of the swirls on the band, as well as the little blue gem. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Click on image for a larger view)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from &lt;a href="http://www.goldheart.com.sg/"&gt;Gold Heart&lt;/a&gt; Jewellery&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-7372186681521224522?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/7372186681521224522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=7372186681521224522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7372186681521224522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7372186681521224522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-bands-ii.html' title='Wedding Bands II'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/th_GoldHeart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-2584239768935694797</id><published>2009-06-21T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T19:55:37.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playful Pursuits'/><title type='text'>Swim Time</title><content type='html'>After so long, our goal of having a swim session together finally materialised! Yes, we were having some 'problems' as I had to get a swimsuit (I cannot imagine myself wearing a bikini to swim; bikinis to me seem more like for the beaches to get a tan), while the Boyfriend had to get a pair of goggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, we finally got our butts into it, as we made our way to Jurong West Swimming Complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Swimming%2009/IMG_1895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Swimming%2009/IMG_1895.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the school-boy look! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Swimming%2009/IMG_1897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Swimming%2009/IMG_1897.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got there, lo and behold, they had such fun water slides!! As much as I wanted to try out the rides, I was there with a purpose, and that was to swim at least 10 laps as I really needed a workout. In the end, I made it with 12 laps, but was very sure that I was going to ache badly after the session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did not get to ride the slides, as I felt a little 'old'. But that did not stop me from trying out the little wave pool that runs around the water slides. It was just like the one at Fantasy Island back then! And I had such a fun time floating around and being carried about by the currents despite not having a float =) The Boy however had a much harder time as he claimed that his legs were too long =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Swimming%2009/IMG_1900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Swimming%2009/IMG_1900.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Swimming%2009/IMG_1901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/Swimming%2009/IMG_1901.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a short session as it might be, I had such a fun time! Whee~~ Here's to more splashing sessions with the Boy. And check out my palely white face! It must have been due to the osmosis, ahahaha =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-2584239768935694797?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/2584239768935694797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=2584239768935694797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2584239768935694797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2584239768935694797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/06/swim-time.html' title='Swim Time'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-944173951196014638</id><published>2009-06-20T23:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:36:07.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arty Farty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exhibitions'/><title type='text'>Steve  McCurry's The Unguarded Moment</title><content type='html'>Chanced upon the newspapers that the photographer who took the famous "Afghan Girl" photograph for National Geographic Magazine is in town! As such, how can two photo buffs miss this exhibition? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve McCurry is the name of the famous photographer, as the Boy and I made our way to the Asian Civilisation Museum. Who knew that it was both our first time there =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/ACM%2009/IMG_1887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/ACM%2009/IMG_1887.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/ACM%2009/IMG_1889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/ACM%2009/IMG_1889.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the whole exhibition was a little small, that did not stop us from admiring the rest of Steve's works. They were really really cool with lovely angles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quote from him that I like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="QuoteText"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="QuoteText"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Most of my photos are grounded in people, I look for the unguarded moment, the essential soul peeking out, experience etched on a person’s face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I try to convey what it is like to be that person, a person caught in a broader landscape, that you call the human condition... If you wait, people will forget your camera and the soul will drift up into view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QuoteText"&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                                                                  - Steve  McCurry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="QuoteText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eminds me a lot of my past when I used to wait before snapping a shot of people in action =)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="QuoteText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/ACM%2009/IMG_1892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/ACM%2009/IMG_1892.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/ACM%2009/IMG_1891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/ACM%2009/IMG_1891.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I wish that one day, I can have my own gallery of photos =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/ACM%2009/IMG_1888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/ACM%2009/IMG_1888.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after much deliberation, we finally got our picture taken together by a very nice uncle. His wife said that we were lucky to have chosen him cause he is 'pro', as I quote from her. But then again, we purposely chose him, for he really did look professional =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-944173951196014638?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/944173951196014638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=944173951196014638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/944173951196014638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/944173951196014638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/06/steve-mccurrys-unguarded-moment.html' title='Steve  McCurry&apos;s The Unguarded Moment'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-2180558925854850311</id><published>2009-06-13T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:14:12.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoirs'/><title type='text'>Product Shoot</title><content type='html'>Due to my work requirements, I was tasked to do up a new catalogue (the old one was really crappy anyway). And with rooms being booked during weekdays, I had no choice but to come back during one of the weekends to do a product shoot! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Raphel was really sweet to accompany me, as we made our way down on a Saturday, going through all the temperature taking and contact tracing forms before we finally made it into my department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the initial plan was to use a room on the ground floor, a missing key derailed my plans, as we had to migrate to the second storey, while carrying up all the fragile and oddly-shaped items... Thank goodness for having a partner with me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon, we got our hands down, as this time, I handed the camera over to the Boy to shoot. (The last time I did it on my own, most of the photos were crappy... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/IMG_1877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/IMG_1877.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/IMG_1880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 193px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/IMG_1880.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my cool boy in action. And yup, he was in all kinds of funny positions in order to capture nice angles of the items =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/DSC_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 172px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/DSC_0025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/DSC_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 175px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/DSC_0044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some examples of his shots. They may not be good enough for a professional photographer, but they sure are lovely enough for me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/DSC_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 214px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Couple%20Stuff/2009/IMH%20Product%20Shoot%2009/DSC_0082.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with him being all so busy, what was I doing? I was his assistant of course!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such an interesting time just doing things together, even if it's for work =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-2180558925854850311?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/2180558925854850311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=2180558925854850311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2180558925854850311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2180558925854850311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/06/product-shoot.html' title='Product Shoot'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-8998408691162518592</id><published>2009-06-10T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:28:08.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Wishes'/><title type='text'>Of Wedding Photos V</title><content type='html'>There is just something beautiful about wedding photography involving stairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expressivelyjoho.clubsnap.org/gallery/albums/misc/M166_071107_SteRacPW0977ej.jpg"&gt;Stair 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expressivelyjoho.clubsnap.org/gallery/albums/misc/M166_071107_SteRacPW1287ej.jpg"&gt;Stair 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Credits to jOhO from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.expressivelyjoho.com/blog/"&gt;Expressively jOhO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-8998408691162518592?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/8998408691162518592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=8998408691162518592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8998408691162518592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8998408691162518592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/06/of-wedding-photos-v.html' title='Of Wedding Photos V'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-8520842382299748122</id><published>2009-06-07T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:36:32.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arty Farty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exhibitions'/><title type='text'>Christian Lacroix: The Costumier</title><content type='html'>With my interest in design still going on, the Boyfriend was really kind to accompany me to the National Museum of Singapore to catch the &lt;a href="http://www.fash-eccentric.com/2009/03/christian-lacroix-the-costumier-in-singapore-20-mar-7-jun/"&gt;Christian Lacroix Costumier Exhibition&lt;/a&gt;, even though he was not very keen on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1846.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1849.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1855.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited to be there, because for once, I could see costumes designed by a very famous person himself, as I try to gather more inspiration and ideas for my own sketches as well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1854.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1852.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I believe what really fascinated me was that I really did not expect to see costumes from so many different eras/genres. And surprisingly, my favourite of the lot for the male costumes was the vest of the flamenco dancer, where despite the dance being of Spanish culture, the design of the vest looked pretty oriental to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1848.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1851.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My decision to make a last minute visit to the museum was all the more a right one when I got to see sketches from the master himself. I do not know why, but I always have a love for illustration and sketches. And something which I remember reading from the book was that every artist has got his style, and somehow, I felt that Lacroix's style of drawing was the elongated neck of his models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1866.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/Christian%20Lacroix%20Exhibition/IMG_1867.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After a round in the dark room, we were brought to an exhibition space within the room, where an array of gaudy and flamboyant costumes greeted us. Coupled with dancing costumes swinging from above, and a video with chirpy music from the past, one cannot help but feel light-hearted as well, as we bid the exhibition goodbye, and head back to reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-8520842382299748122?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/8520842382299748122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=8520842382299748122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8520842382299748122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8520842382299748122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/06/christian-lacroix-costumier.html' title='Christian Lacroix: The Costumier'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-7080058830541242222</id><published>2009-05-30T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:55:45.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoirs'/><title type='text'>Street Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/IMG_1841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 267px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/IMG_1841.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two towers,&lt;br /&gt;Tall and high.&lt;br /&gt;Ever steady,&lt;br /&gt;Against the cloudy blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Taken while walking around with the Boy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-7080058830541242222?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/7080058830541242222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=7080058830541242222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7080058830541242222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/7080058830541242222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/05/towers.html' title='Street Photography'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Photo%20Fun/th_IMG_1841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-5724107431272583007</id><published>2009-05-28T10:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:22:50.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Wishes'/><title type='text'>Of Wedding Photos IV</title><content type='html'>I found another cool photographer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://littlereddot-photography.diinoweb.com/files/YeowKang&amp;amp;KweeLinLondon/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckingham Palace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l4kbxkuPuWU/SChX3DWRrzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ehwVufPGmrc/s400/IMG_0918.jpg"&gt;London Park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this because it looks clean with nice angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l4kbxkuPuWU/R_ZLvn7OdeI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Fy6bvEV5XYQ/s400/IMG_0427.jpg"&gt;Jumping&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I like these pictures with the National Stadium! Maybe because of my history that I have with it when I was in my secondary school days =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3122/3123035882_e0b86dd510_o.jpg"&gt;Stadium Front&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3088/3122209949_c7e1beae94_o.jpg"&gt;Stadium Curves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Credits to Alvin Foo from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.littlereddotphotography.com/"&gt;little.RED.dot photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-5724107431272583007?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/5724107431272583007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=5724107431272583007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5724107431272583007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/5724107431272583007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/05/of-wedding-photos-iv.html' title='Of Wedding Photos IV'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-4463246592157986785</id><published>2009-05-26T16:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:45:19.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Wishes'/><title type='text'>Of Wedding Photos III</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've been so hung up on the National Museum of Singapore to be a pre-wedding photo location due to its lovely architecture, I never knew that the Asian Civilisation Museum could have such lovely shots too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expressivelyjoho.clubsnap.org/gallery/albums/misc/WJ0400.jpg"&gt;Bride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expressivelyjoho.clubsnap.org/gallery/albums/misc/WJ0202.jpg"&gt;By the Window&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expressivelyjoho.clubsnap.org/gallery/albums/misc/WJ0112.jpg"&gt;By the Stairs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expressivelyjoho.clubsnap.org/gallery/albums/misc/WJ0258_3.jpg"&gt;From Above&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Credits to jOhO from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.expressivelyjoho.com/blog/"&gt;Expressively jOhO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Isn't the architecture of the National Museum and the Asian Civilisation Museum quite similar? Silly me... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-4463246592157986785?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/4463246592157986785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=4463246592157986785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4463246592157986785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/4463246592157986785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/05/of-wedding-photos-iii.html' title='Of Wedding Photos III'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-2071513479306950004</id><published>2009-05-24T14:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:39:01.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Wishes'/><title type='text'>Of Wedding Bands</title><content type='html'>I do not need an engagement ring, but I would like my wedding band to be just perfect =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/Sookee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 201px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/Sookee1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like the curves and twists of this ring. Not to mention that the diamonds on the female band makes it all so lovely!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/Sookee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 201px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/Sookee2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I only like the one on the left side. Hmm... I guess I just have a liking for slanted/assymetrical things =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from &lt;a href="http://www.sookee.com.sg/bridal/"&gt;Sookee Jewellery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-2071513479306950004?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/2071513479306950004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=2071513479306950004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2071513479306950004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2071513479306950004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/05/of-wedding-bands.html' title='Of Wedding Bands'/><author><name>Nahele</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Blog%20-%20Photo%20Atelier/th_Sookee1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-2607683734669340107</id><published>2009-05-22T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:47:03.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoirs'/><title type='text'>The Love For Each Other</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry"&gt;     &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;From Her to Him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Though far apart they may be,&lt;br /&gt;Close their hearts it always is.&lt;br /&gt;Soon again they’ll be reunited,&lt;br /&gt;Hearts once again close and loving tender.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;—&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It’s only two days,&lt;br /&gt;Yet it feels like two years.&lt;br /&gt;How she longs for his embrace,&lt;br /&gt;The love and tenderness which makes her heart race.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;—&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;From Him to Her:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I miss my baby,&lt;br /&gt;I miss my dear,&lt;br /&gt;For she is the one whom I fell in love with.&lt;br /&gt;So come back quickly my dear,&lt;br /&gt;For I’ll shelter you again from all fears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;—&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was so sweet of the girl! Such thoughtfulness =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-2607683734669340107?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/2607683734669340107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=2607683734669340107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2607683734669340107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/2607683734669340107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-for-each-other.html' title='The Love For Each Other'/><author><name>Raphel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01168474856052934652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-8956543831251135468</id><published>2009-05-15T09:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:58:19.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Tales'/><title type='text'>Two Places Apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With the girl in China over the weekend and me in Malaysia, we were both a thousand miles apart.&lt;br /&gt;Still, that doesn't keep our hearts apart and thinking bout each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/ShanghaiTrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 218px;" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/ShanghaiTrip.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where: Shanghai&lt;br /&gt;When: 13th – 21st May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where are you girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Blog%20Stuff/Travel/Kuala_Lumpur_Petronas_Towers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 219px;" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Blog%20Stuff/Travel/Kuala_Lumpur_Petronas_Towers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where: Kuala Lumpur&lt;br /&gt;When: 16th - 18th May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where are you boy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8380809040857025433-8956543831251135468?l=thephotoatelier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/feeds/8956543831251135468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8380809040857025433&amp;postID=8956543831251135468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8956543831251135468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8380809040857025433/posts/default/8956543831251135468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thephotoatelier.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-places-apart.html' title='Two Places Apart'/><author><name>Raphel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01168474856052934652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a102/daceia/Travel/th_ShanghaiTrip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8380809040857025433.post-5208461751661362541</id><published>2009-05-10T21:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:02:05.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen Kravings'/><title type='text'>Cheesecake Making!</title><content type='html'>Being a cheese lover, I've always wanted to try different kinds of cheesecake. Some time back, I found out that Nahele had a cheesecake recipe and that she has made one before! Not to mention that she had promised to make me one too but has yet to for a long time! Coupled with the recent book reading bonding sessions, it prompted us to get into a cheesecake-making session =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Activities/Cheesecake%20Making%2009/IMG_1302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 185px;" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Activities/Cheesecake%20Making%2009/IMG_1302.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the lack of several equipments at my place, I popped by Nahele's place on an early Saturday morning to help out in the preparation of making cake (edible cake please). So far, we have enjoyed our activities and time spent together. And now that we got the chance to make different things, it was so much fun! I was so excited on getting started as it has been quite some time since I have tasted cheesecake. And now I got the chance to make one myself with her! =D Heh, I was prancing around in the kitchen and Nahele could see that I was all hyped up. All smiles on my face! Ahaha... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first up was making the base. Being a guy, I offered my service in pounding the biscuits into powder form using my bare hands! (Clap clap) It was nothing... Haha. While I was 'contributing' my strength, Nahele got started with the other ingredients. (Obviously, Nahele was impressed with my contribution as one can see from the picture that I was so focused in doing my work!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Activities/Cheesecake%20Making%2009/IMG_1303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 226px;" src="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Activities/Cheesecake%20Making%2009/IMG_1303.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i524.photobucket.com/albums/cc329/raphel81/Couples%20Stuff/Activities/Cheeseca
