Portugal 2009 part 1

inside the tram
inside the tram

26/01/2009

We left Baxpax this morning. It was a tiring journey to Lisbon. Like i said i feel nauseated in flights, and todays sandwich was awarded to 7t.

Lisbon Airport
Lisbon Airport

To tell u the truth Lisbon Airport looked very much like KLIA. I wonder who stole whose design ah? Well, that doesn’t bother me. Anyways we left from the airport to the town centre by Aerobus. The thing i love about Europe is the transportation system is so damn reliable, unlike well, u know which place on earth i m living now la.

 

 

 

 

 

i was suppose to open my eyes wen they said "THREE!"
i was suppose to open my eyes wen they said "THREE!"

Our hostels’ name was Living Lounge Hostel, n i tell u its so CEKAP BABE!!! TKM i really wanna thank u for ur smart decision in choosing this wonderful hostel la, u clearly were cekap for this time. We got a room called “Question”, i was thankful we didnt get the room named “Crime Scene”.  That evening as usual since we dun like to just sit inside our rooms n do nothing we went out for a stroll(like so predictable kan!)It was really tiring as we went around and around the same road about 3 times cos we didnt know to which side the bus would be going.

 

 

 

The so called portugal soup a.k.a malaysian dhal
The so called portugal soup a.k.a malaysian dhal

Then, we went to this restaurant that was recommended by the hostel. It was like uphill so we had a very exhausting walk up. Again the food was expensive. 😦  I ate a kebeb like thingy which had veal meat and pork. The veal was like so kenyal, i started feeling so muak by the time i reached half the stick. The best part was 7t ate this soup that tasted like Dhal. So we all got so excited we started dipping bread into the soup and all makan sama sama. Then we balik, we wr too tired to talk oso. We just mandi then terus tdo.

27/01/2009

We were going for a free walking tour around Lisbon(seriusly wif all this walking u wud think i wud hv lost sum weight, but i guess i hv sum very stubborn fat stuck on my body). The tour was guided by the Hostels chef. He was a really nice man. He was one of the founders of the hostel. Oh SHIT, i forgot his

the chef-cum-tour-guide
the chef-cum-tour-guide

name. Never mindla. Anyways at first he brought to the very first hostel that belonged to Living lounge. That was also nice. He brought us from castle to castle. We had tram rides, n i tell u the tram rides are damn scary cos the jalan is like so sempit n onie one vehicle can pass at one time. Oh yeah btw the jalan there is not made of tar, is made of tiles or sumthing that looks like tiles la, i dunno what. But i know the surface was shiny and i was freakin’ scared to walk when it rained.

 

 

 

the local artist who drew on tiles, she was the-so-damn cekap
the local artist who drew on tiles, she was the-so-damn cekap

 During the trip we met a local artist who drew on tiles. Then the chef bought for us each sum sweet bun which a local favorite. I took one bite, decided it was too sweet for me n as usual gave it to my wonderful walking talking eating machine cum good fren, 7t. She enjoyed sweet food so give her la, instead of wasting it. We went to another restaurant for lunch. This restaurant belonged to the chef’s old time fren so we wr told that we will get a good price to makan the local dishes. During the lunch we talked about studying in Russia, the weather there and so on.I forgot to mention that we had two australian girls who had been travelling across europe for 2 FREAKIN’ MONTHS!!!! Anyways, I will never forget the expression on the chefs’ face when he asked us “WHAT DID U ALL DO TO UR PARENTS? Y R THEY PUNISHING U LIKE THIS?” By punishing what he meant was sending us to Russia. Sigh! After lunch we went to a wine shop to buy sum wine. I bought the sweetest wine that was there for my Appa’s frenz. Well if they dun like it i m gonna take it back to Russia or i am gonna ask  Appa to keep it for me until i cum back.  That nite we separated into 2 groups again, the usual 2 grps la n u can guess y oso kan. But before that all of us went souvenier shopping together. Our usual habit is to comment about prices and the variety of gifts in Malay. We were really shocked when one of the shop owners spoke to us in Malay. He was a Bangladeshi who has stayed n worked in Brickfields. We felt so malu cos i remember saying “Mahal sangat la, n the corak pun macam tak best je, jom kite pergi kedai lain la!”The funny thing is all of us ended up buying souveniers from his shop, he gave us good price anyways.

Here are sum pics

i just love this pic!!!
i just love this pic!!!
near the 1st restaurant
near the 1st restaurant
nice view ha?
nice view ha?
nice view here too
nice view here too
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