To the park! To the park!

When was the last time you cycled? What? The time when BMX was IN?

Ha? When a bell and a front basket were parts of the the bicycle?

Tsk tsk tsk! Poor you.

Cycling is fun. I like the wind rustling against my hair. I also get a tingling feeling of freedom as I move from gear one to three. (Eh, like BMW convertible pulak! Heheh!) So anyways, we went to the park, where you could rent bicycles of all sorts, cheaply (information stole shamelessly fr. EW :P)

This is what we saw upon entering the huge park.

Sorry, Liucas and Miucas, you cannot go. Thais go right.. We foreigners blur blur also go right.


Wow! So many bikes! Gring gring! Some cyclists were quite steady with gf/bf in tandem. Some a bit lintang pukang. Some jatuh longkang.

After a while, we couldn't see where we could hire our bikes. Ish! So I asked a kind lady who said, "VERY FAR...." Sial, man..

She was kind enough to let me use her bike to the hire stand. OK, let me explain my situation here. It involves some mathematics. Bring out your calculator.

* there were three of us; papah, me and gooly

* there was ONE tandem bike

* the ultimate objective was to return with two big bikes and one small one

So how?

1. Papah and I go ber-romantik, while Gooly waits for us at the toilet? Then we reach the hire stand, get one bike, and then we cycle back to Gooly who still doesn't have a bicycle? I don't think so.

2. Papah and Gooly go to the hire stand, while I eat ice cream near the toilet? Then they hire the small bike, and then cycle back, and papah and I are again left with no bike. Uh-ah..cannot also.

3. Mahmee and Gooly go on the bicycle? Will the tyre puncture? Of course NOT!

That we did, which I didn't know why, cos again, we will cycle back with one small bike, return the big one, and Papah and I will be bikeless still, right?

Anyways, Gooly was getting impatient. So what the heck, option 3 it is! Hop on and hold on tight, Gooly!

Wahlau..hard to control, wokeh! It was so wobbly, and he kept on yelling, "Wooh, woh..slow down slow down.." when I was going like..what 10mph??

After a while, he said,"OK, I'm not scared anymore.." and then "Woah woah woah..slow down.." again. Geesh!

And you know what? We still couldn't find the hire stand! Kik sei ngor! He was visibly upset, and started crying. Aiyo, but how? And truthfully I was a bit apprehensive about the undang undang jalanraya which I doubt he will follow. Skali jatuh inside the pond, how?

So we went back to point A, returned the bike to the nice lady who was shocked at how dumb/blind we were. Luckily there were some activities nearby to placate Gooly.


We painted a raynebow (ops, copyrighted ah?) - coloured triceratops. And then we went by the pond to paint again.


The reason ultraman looks a bit haunting and bloody here is because I spilt the paint while holding so many things (camera, bag, towel, water, chips). He painted a bit and got bored, or rather got more interested in the packet of chips. So I rectified my spills. Babababrrruuum.. (it's trumpet sound, okeh?)

I want to dedicate this painting to Michaelangelo, Leonardo and William Snakespear

Papah suggested that we leave the painting there. Mmm, meh yi si? Not nice meh? Anyways, I think it's quite cool how parents can spend quiet evenings here watching their kids paint or conteng (in Gooly's case).


We walked further, and oh, someone was telling a story to a crowd of eager kids. The backdrop says something like a mobile library. Look, books aplenty for the kids to read. That's nice. Unfortunately, they were all in French.


And that's when I realised, Thais love their kids. That's why they have so many parks and activities for them. These are all very healthy stuff done in an al fresco manner. Malaysia mehyou der.. where got... tarak wan..

We love Malaysia. Does Malaysia love us to create all these for our kids?