Alright. Here's the supposedly journal-to-be.

Day 1 (30th May '04) -Subterranean Homesick Bastard-

5 was never a favorite number of mine. Not that this time an exception is made, it still is'nt. So everything went spic 'n span untill this announcement. "Ladies & gents, we're truly sorry to announce that due to our fucked-up ignorance, we apparently have to board another aircraft." Hohoho. Very Malaysian. Causing a 2 hour delay. No, I was'nt being unpatriotic, but more likely un-der pressure. The flight was fully booked, everyone was bustling to and fro like as if they're performing tawaf, the seat was too micro for the pillow and blanket to go with, there's no worthy chick on board, AND those roller shoes! It's freaking me out! 50000 feet above ground and I thought my nightmare was over. Narf! I almost made an attempt to trip that brat on the dock. The cabin crew was so-so. Nothing beyond ordinary. Few seconds before touching ground, an overview of London from air made me realise, "Sama je cam Subang.." Or was I being homesick? Landing was swell. But walking from the platform to the exit beats the distance from my dorm to class hands down. Heathrow was nothing like KLIA. Not as 'friendly' either. (Gosh, maybe I am already homesick!) The taxi here is something that I enjoy about. The interior is simply stunning. Well if you think KL's traffic is the worst, then London's might be a stiff contender. It's not as bummed out as KL, but with the honks and the in-your-face attitude of the drivers, you'll be glad that you're born under the pokok kelapa. Haha. The apartment's great. Very modern English like. It's a corner pad between Porchester Place and Kendal Street. Porchester Place. I love that name. And Hyde Park is quite nearby. Neat. Oh by the way, Pak Din, the keeper has been very helpful. He claims to be a former educator in Sri KL. I'll ask Mimi about this later on. So at about 7 we went out for dinner. Ayah brought us to a restaurant. The name? Surprise, surprise. Mawar Restaurant. I took a couple of snaps there before the cam went kaput. Dinner was a take-out actually. Soft and tender chicken topped with sweet 'n sour fish. Nice. It has to be. It costs a fortune! Hoho. O.k, I found a cyber cafe just around the bend. A pound per hour. Maybe I'll give it a shot tomorrow.

Day 2 (31st May '04) -Chill Brother, Chill...-

Today was Bank Holiday Monday. We had a very American breakfast in an English setting. Haha. I guess Malaysians are people of fusions after all. A couple of short naps later, we went out wandering the London streets. Walking. O.k. now I know where HMV is. Looks like a Barbie version of Tower Records across the street. Oh, it was on Oxford's by the way. We then took a bend somewhere and ended up in Regent Street. Where Hamley's is. It's a quite massive toystore. It's a tourist landmark perhaps since it's often showed on the maps. I found my dream Lego. Too bad it was a Ferrari. Akim might buy one. We might pay another visit there the day after tomorrow. Later on, we're at Piccadily Circus. Which reminds me a lot of the crossings in Bintang Walk. Took a couple of snaps at the Eros monument. Ibu bought an ice cream (which she will buy another later on) Mimi did ask a favor to check out the latest mobile phone craze. I'm not so sure but practically averyone is sporting Sony Ericsson's T610. From street-mongering pedestrians to vehicle-bound policemen (it's funny that I have yet to meet one on the streets) A brisk walk through Green Park practically did everyone in. Our legs are killing us. We took the subway crossing to Hyde Park. I saw a subway busker. He was'nt busking though. Having lunch. Which reminded me that we have'nt had ours yet. Back at the apartment Ibu made us spaghetti. But instead of beef, mutton is the order of the day. Though it's quite watery, it is yummy.