Some people just aren't automatic!!

Some people just aren't automatic!!

I really don't understand some people. I mean, is it just because their skin is too damn thick? Or is it that they like to take advantage of nice people?

On my recent trip to Guilin, my family tour was joined by some other people. In particular, there was this lady who was a loner, but decided to join our tour. Just because she was paying more money by being a loner, she kind of seems to expect the whole world to accomodate to her every whim and fancy.

Frankly, I honestly still think she's a number one faker. Silly Aunty kept boasting to the world that she lived in Mount Tee-Mah and was moving soon to Hole-Land Vilage. All throughout the trip from the hour the in-air duty free started on our onward journey to when it closed on the return trip, she was buying buying non-stop.

I mean like duhz leh, what's so great to buy on the in-flight duty free?! Not like the stuff she was buying is exclusive and its definitely cheaper on the ground!!

But that's not the good part. Like I said, I have never met a more buay hiao bai, buay zi dong person. For those who know my Chubby Hubby, you will know that he's a number one foodie, right? Ah, so he takes keen interest in foreign dishes which are usually out of the menu.. or at the very least, out of the typicaly menu we get as a tourist package meal.

So, Chubby Hubby would order extra dim sum for breakfast and maybe an extra dish or two during meals. All out of his own pocket. Yea lah, ok, its not expensive. But I cannot stand it when Silly Aunty would help herself as if she was the one paying and then taking everything for herself without bothering to share for others.

She made me super pissed off when she kept exclaiming, "Wah! This one very good ah!" while she was stuffing her face away. At least the other couple still offered to pay and reciprocated with treating everyone to some fruit.

You may wish to argue that she was maybe broke? Or that she didn't have cash? But I mean duhz! If she can spend S$2K on top chinese herbs, and a further S$2K on tea which she doesn't even know the name of, how can she not have money?!

Honestly, to me, she is nothing much than a nimcompoop. I mean, she was jolly well aware that she was ill, and definitely taking western medication for her illness, yet she was brainlessly pyscho-ed to buy all the chinese medication without even asking if the medication would mutually discrupt the effectiveness of the herbs! And just because the salesperson told her that that particular tea would benefit the liver, she said very loudly, "Oh help liver ah?! I want! I want! How much ah?!"

And there she was boasting just before we went in that China will always try to cheat people, and that she come so many times to China... If she really has come to China before, then how would she allow herself to get so easily brain-washed? That's why I say, she's nothing more than a Silly Aunty.

Throughout the trip, she was also pressurising my hubby to help her carry her luggage, just because he helped her once. She was also pressurising my sis-in-law to help her buy DVDs because she was a) afraid of dark alleys and b) leg not good, cannot walk fast. So just help her buy anything lah, except this this, this this, that that and that lor...

I was so damn tempted to tell her off and say, "For goodness sake! Buy what you want yourself lah!" Basically, with her antics, she basically just pissed the entire group off. And she kept asking for everyone's phone number so that she could invite us to her house warming. Duhz, dunno how to read expressions right? The fact is, no one wants to go!

Ah hah, so how did I show my displeasure?

During meals, I will often pour tea for my elders and to those I respect. When she raised her cup, I put down the teapot and ignored her. It's obvious, help yourself or you don't drink! After a while of trying to get me to serve her tea, I think she gave up and just kept to her beer instead. And see?! Beer! When she knows she's got a bad liver.

I absolutely detest people who cannot take care of themselves. If you know you are ill, then please eat and drink carefully because I don't want to be saddled with taking care of you when you refuse to care foy yourself. But this Silly Aunty? Simply drink tea, coke and beer all together... Water retention + bad liver + high cholestrol already, still treat her body like shit.

In the words of the Chinese sinseh who was taking her pulse, "Oh, this is serious.... Very very serious...."

Back home from Canton & Guilin!!!!!!!!!

Finally! I am back home from Canton!

Firstly, before I say all things else, I must commend the Cantonese chefs! The food is really one of the better meals I have had since my very first meal in Shanghai, China.

Ok ok, I admit, I am kinda biased. Reason being, I am Cantonese by blood! wahaha! But honestly, the food was really good, although of course, it also helps when Chubby Hubby was adding dishes on his own bill!

I had a very interesting meal though - Horse Meat Bee Hoon!! Ah.. the things the Travel Channel teaches you. So what did it taste like? I'd say... it tastes like dried beef jerky. Slivers of beef jerky. A tad salty, but still pretty good.

I think you probably can't really see it, but the little grey-brown piece of meat towards the back of the bowl of the bee hoon is the horse.

But was it delicious, I am sure you are wondering? Well, of course! You are talking to the Queen of Extreme Gourmet here! My only remorse? Probably that I didn't get big enough pieces of the Black Beauty.

I am glad my mom-in-law enjoyed herself. She looks very happy in all the pictures.

As for the scenery, erm.... I dunno, maybe I am a Northern Barbarian. I somehow still prefer the rugged wind-torn landscape of Scotland. The rounded, graceful, cloud-veiled mountains of Guilin somehow seem too ladylike for me. Even the rivers seem to flow too gently.

The cormorants seem to like me though. Maybe they will like you too? Its absolutely fascinating when they catch the fish and then swallow like mad, but the fishes simply refuse to go down their throats because of the band around their necks. Even more amazing that the fishes regurgitated by the birds are taken to sell at the markets for human feed! Eww.. gross!

Ok, so here ends my little entry on Guilin. I know.. 8 days in Guilin and I only write a measly few lines and show only these 3 pictures? Honestly lah, you are not missing much,

OMG!! I am an LV fanatic!!!

Okie, now before you start judging me for the shallow, materialistic woman that I am, I first gotta state this very clearly. I DO NOT advocate brand consciousness if you cannot afford it!

A great fashionista Mrs. T was very wise when she said, "Going broke over luxury is a mortal sin not to anyone else but yourself." There is nothing more true than this. True friends will not judge you by whether your LV is a real or a fake, and will never discriminate you for choosing LV over Gucci.

That said, OMG! I am an LV fanatic!! I bought myself my 3rd LV! Good grief! This has gotta stop. I am going to kill myself, and my hubby's going to kill me if I get myself a 4th, 5th etc.

I swear OK, I had absolutely no intention to buy that new LV Damier Canvas Ribera MM even though the sales supe had called. She asked if I wanted to reserve it, or if I was OK to give up my reserved Duomo as someone else wanted one. I told her, it's OK, I can forgo that one.

Then, itchy backside went to check out the LV webby again and to read Mrs. T's blog. That's when I saw the new LV Aquarell, (it's coming in May!) and then surf somemore, and ended up falling in love with the Trouville.. alas! It was in LV Monogram, which I personally detest, considering that about only 1% of the world's LV monogram is real.

So I went to LV today to look at the Trouville, Palermo and the Triana. Unfortunately, only the Trouville was in stock, the others were for "viewing pleasure" only.

And guess what? I had the fortune to be served by a fantastic salesgirl called Andrea Tong at Raffles Hotel branch. Not only was she fantastically knowledgable about her products and the existing count of available stock, she was also able to pinpoint the fact that I am an Epi lover and even better still, managed to show me implicitly that she was able to connect with my inner preferences by suggesting to me the various designs which I may possibly like - Alma, Jasmin, Ribera.. which were all my previous choices in the first place before I bought my Cuir Epi Ivoire Passy.

But I must say, her service is fantastic. Men and women salespeople? Ah! Definitely different. Where the previous guy just did the expected, Andrea exceeded expectations way much by offering to gift wrap my bag in a box (nicely folded and put into an LV paper bag so that it wouldn't be bulky to carry around), gave me an extra smaller paper bag without being asked and also gave me a copy of the latest LV catalog.

Tell me, how can I not like her?! Not like those Gucci people where they look at you with disdain as if you can't afford to even buy a keychain from them, and asking for another paper bag is like begging for money. Now, you know why I love LV?

Uncomparable.