Nothing lasts forever. All good things will eventually come to an end.
Last minute shopping sounds great. Furthermore, tasting the much anticipated braised pig trotters! Had takeaway for filial Dad, who went to the air-conditioned food court for the sake of and together with grandmother. But I ridiculed at his logic, is it really more hygienic as compared to roadside stalls and push carts?
Perhaps Dad and Mr Weasley (Ron’s Dad) are long-lost brothers. Mr Weasley goes gaga over Muggles’ lifestyle and collects electric plugs. While Dad marvels at the dessert stall, which provides crushed ice to go along with the customer’s choice of toppings. Dad opted for chestnuts. Chestnuts and plain ice. NO!
He ordered the colorful ice kacang but who is in the mood (or appetite?) for it. We are too full from the street delights, just like you. What differentiates it would be the “more hygienic, classy and expensive” international food replicas.
T and Uncle K went to collect their tailor-made goods while Mom and I window-shopped. Mom bought herself a piece of clothing for herself as a souvenir. As for me, I bought a pair of sneakers. Unfortunately, the pair of sneakers is torturing my feet whenever I wear it for long period and I have decided to throw it aside for good.
To be honest, the food recommended by T were not as fabulous as introduced by him. But so as to assist him in satisfying his cravings and not to injure his ego, we simply have to agree. Right?
We checked out of the hotel and placed our luggage in their care before all the above took place. So once we are done, we hailed two cabs to the airport for our return flight. Well, shame on T, who spent too much budget on food, had to ask for more from Uncle K.
T asked me to handover the travel documents required for check-in. I handed him the piece of paper with Uncle K’s personal information. The rest? The hotel did not return it to T and thus it was not handed to me. End of story. Thank goodness T had a backup copy in his iPhone (4).
Flight No. FD2931
Depart 1825 DMK/Bangkok (Don Mueang)
Arrive 2140 SIN/Singapore
Date 21 May 13
Boarding Time 1745
T handed all the small change over to me. Not a gift but an order for edibles. He, together with Uncle K, swallowed the sandwiches which were meant for in-flight consumption. Boo! I brisk-walked to Starbucks for a Mocha and Mocha Cookie Crumble Frappuccino. T said the beverages were meant to be shared, thus I got both in Venti. This was a good time to rip this money-pincer off! I am still reminiscing his heartache look! However, I really forgot about taking sugar pack for his hot beverage to the extend that he gave me a lecture on it. Not scolding, but literally a lesson on the to-do(s) when you are buying takeaways. I did run back to get it for T but he said the drink is no longer hot and there was no need to do so.
Seated comfortably on the plane, T starts to smile at Mom and I. All sorts of act cute facial expressions are his way of seeking a treat from us. How could it be possible? He should be the one paying for it! Realizing his plan is not having any effect on us, he went all the way to the back and asked Uncle K to move in front and sit next to him. After which, he started pestering Uncle K for free food. To no avail. 😛
Overall, this trip had its own ups and downs. Grateful that both T and Uncle K helped to prevent or minimize the impact of (possible) conflicts between my parents. The trigger factor? Grandmother. Thank you for bringing us joy and laughter! Apologies for not inviting you to HK though!