I can feel the earth move..

..under my feet..under my feet.

You know that song?

How about ice ice baby? (thanks, winn! ;) )

Earthquake and ice. What could it mean?

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We went ice-skating lorr..

First thing first, the passes were expensive. I was very reluctant to hand over the 400 Baht. In slow motion, I was dipping my hand into my bag while thinking what excuses to tell Gooly:

A. Aiyaaa! Children below 5 cannot go!

B. Aiyoooh! Today not open!

C. Alamak! I want to pangsai..

D. Aiyer...

My thoughts, lies, cheats were interrupted with his "Hurry, Mamah!"

So reluctantly, I paid. While at the counter, Gooly's eyes went straight away to the medals on display in the glass cabinet.

I ushered him over and got our skates.

Gooly's so cute, mine like Star Wars Troopers'. Blek.

So ngam, he was so colour-co-ordinated.


Yau Ying Yau Foon~

He insisted on a helmet though I didn't expect him to crash his head. He must thought very 'yau ying'. Wanted the knee and elbow pads too, but the conditions were ..uhm.. let's just say, they looked as if a soi dog have chewed on them. So I said, "No need no need" haughtily while muttering, "Fesen show meh?"

Once inside the rink, he went, "Woah woah.. I ..dun...like....this...woah...woah..." while holding on to his dear life.

An American lady, slightly 8 and also very helpful came over and assisted. She instructed that Gooly walked on the rubber-matted floor first. She hinted, "Head not so big, don't wear so big hat." Before skate, must learn to walk first.

So Gooly went bersiar siar on the rubber platform. After a while, he relaxed a bit and we went into the rink again.

Guess what?

"Woah woah..woah... I dun...like...this...woah woah..." all over again!

Ok la ok la.. you sit there, and watch Mahmee perform. *ahem*

First, I was gliding, holding on to the sides. And then... "Look ah bu, no hands! no hands!" And then a loop jump and a pancake spin (whatever those are!!) Acah je.. I was just gliding well, with Gooly cheering me on, "Good job, mama!"

"Go another round mama!"

You want to come join me?

"No thanks! You are doing greeeat!"

Hoi! Buang duit saje ini budak..

Gooly, the cheerleader

But I didn't force him to participate because to me, ice-skating is a gender-biased sport. I bilang sama lu, one boy was wearing those tights circulating the rink, with a perpetual grin on his face, with bird flying movements.. The whole time I am thinking, ice-skating is meant for sweet young darlings..not B-O-Y-S. Ice-hockey, by all means. But fluttering movements..aiyoyo..yannadey?

I went around the rink a few times, and saw lil goolypop mumbling to himself to the 'chin rest' of his helmet. Pretend F1 driver speaking into microphone la tu...Haiya, jom balik la since he sat there ngong kui kui...

While exiting, he had the cheek to ask, "Where to collect our medal?"

D'oh!


See the face? So triumphant-looking. Majiam ler he really went skating.

And oh..the earth didn't move after all. :)

My 400 baht...gimme back my 400 baht......*waaaaah*