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It's been almost a good two months i am here in <b>Copenhagen</b>. and a few more months, hopefully not, i will be set sailing back to where i am from . It's been a rolling coaster ride . I'm getting used to it. By the frequency of the update you've got, you'll probably know how bad i am in juggling my uni life, my private life and also my virtual life (jnbl.net). I have folders of picture sorted up that should be up here! but I've surrender myself to my laziness. <br />
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It's getting colder here in Copenhagen, and this few days, the<b> fog</b> came in. The <b>fog</b> gave this city another depth of feel, another dimension and the strong ray of sunlight that's used to be there, on a fine days are now disperse off by the ice crystal suspended in he air. No more warmth can be felt on my skin. Just a pure blur vision not knowing whats coming.<br />
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Waking up, looking out the window, the fog had my mind playing the song "A foggy day" by Michael Buble. It's a nice feeling i must admit. Even biking in the fog, it gives u another sense of feel. You started off dry and slowly the water crystal in the air, crystalise on your attire and too, your skin. It is somewhat magical.<br />
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Do you like the fog?<br />
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Take a trip with me to the <i>Den Sorte Diamant</i> which is translated to<b> Black</b> diamond library. It's quasi-offcicial nickname is a reference to its polished black granite cladding and irregular angles, complete in 1999. I was here once, and absolutely love the ambience of it. Hence, i'm back here again to complete my never ending assignments. <br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508498323992722461.post-17523786589410724502011-10-05T16:31:00.000+02:002011-10-07T01:54:36.592+02:00Cafe Paludan<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
J: Where are we you going later?<br />
M: Some random cafe sit and work i guess<br />
J: there is this cafe in the city center pretty good<br />
M: oh. Whats the name of it?<br />
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We reached,<i> Paludan bogcafe </i>which is translated to <b>Paludan's book and cafe</b>, it's a contemporary art gallery- restaurant packed with new and used books. Located right in the city amidst the<i> Latin</i> quarter and the main pedestrian shopping streets (<b>Strøget</b>, if i didnt remember right it's pronounce as "stole" ) and appropriately, right opposite to the university main building and the university library building dating back to the 19th century.<br />
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It started it's life as a typical bookstores all according to J. then slowly developed and with a name change into a fully fledged cafe in a bookstore setting. It's established since 1895. If you want something unpretentious but just plain good, this particular cafe should be on your radar. I just can't resists cafe/bookstore combo, am impressed about it and brought me back to the days when i am in <b>Poland</b>. A strong cafe latte, surrounded by all those books, - it's a match made in heaven. Great lightings for reading and doing work and free wi-fi. You always cant beat free wifi.<br />
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It's filled with people , lots of student doing their work, chilling, talking and eating. The spaces/rooms inside, sort of living rooms, the ideal for a <i>danish</i> style relax, perfect cosy bookshop cafe for a cold day. There were so packed with people that it's hard to get a good choice of tables. i usually go for the window seats. i like studying human and passersby. Anyway it was a good evening with good chats. I had <b>Cappocino </b>(25kr)<br />
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<a href="http://paludan-cafe.dk/">Paludan's Book & Café </a><br />
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Fiolstræde 10-12<br />
Copenhagen K
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508498323992722461.post-83955310922042072142011-10-03T17:18:00.000+02:002011-10-07T01:54:26.791+02:00Back<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It's great to be back in <b>Copenhagen</b>. All i can say. <b>Oslo </b>is freaking cheap and constantly need to worry about how to get here and there it's just weird this question no longer pop up when i am in <b>Copenhagen</b>. Even walking down the street of <b>Oslo</b>, hey where are all the bikes and all?<br />
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My september ends here. Presentation was over 2 hours ago, and it all went well. I hope this tedious month ends here and not continuing it throughout the whole semester. Hoping it will be much easier then so i get a chance to breathe and live life. I hope so.<br />
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Next agenda, is a study trip to<b> Oslo</b>, i am not anticipating the trip much for no reason. Maybe it's because the sun and the weather throughout the weekend in <b>Copenhagen</b> look really promising. Nevertheless, I'll still try to enjoy it =) it would be my 2nd n 3rd experience siting on a boat for 16 hours straight. ( to and fro ). Have a great weekend.<br />
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all i can say is i felt the worst when i was in <b>Denmark</b>!</div>
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I did my 2nd couchsurfing here for a total of 3 days.<br />
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I'm glad to represent Malaysia, for being the first Malaysian to be in Royal Danish Academy of Fine Arts. Not sure how true it is, but i was told by the international student coordinator... and ironically, it's Australia that gave me the chance of doing the exchange not Malaysia.<br />
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I totally offended everyone when i were ask what will i be in 10 years time.. I would be <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">SICK</span> of Architecture.. ( the whole room went silence for 10 sec and i got the stare) awkward~<br />
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I master the art of riding bike, and totally bike everywhere now.. i am the stage where i can bike with one hand and text with another! By the end of 6 months, i would really want to bike with no hands. Especially when u have show off friends who always bike handless beside you... geez. it used to take me 40 min to cycle to uni, now i could do it in 25min ish.<br />
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I decided to deactivate my <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">facebook</span> decided that it's about to take charge of my life?Lets see how long can i last, doing pretty well!<br />
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I made a crucial decision in maybe taking a gap year next year. do some soul searching and experiencing.I also made a crucial decision in my personal life. for the good.<br />
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I made cool friends that i'm comfortable with.. crazy people... Q from <b>America</b>, B from<b> Austria</b>, A from <b>Portugal</b>, R from <b>Holland</b>, K from <b>Switzerland</b>, E from <b>Estonia</b>, J from <b>Denmark</b>. looking at the list, wat a diverse group =.= I made a good friend here as well.<br />
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I'm studying too hard here too.<br />
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Right in between <b>Nørrebro</b> and<b> Østerbro</b>, is where my encounter happens today. Not accidental but more like a place guided by<b> J</b>. It's called <b>KaffeKilden</b>, a small cosy shop set by the the corner of the block, facing a busy street with vehicles, pedestrian and cyclist passing by. Weather is great once again and predicted to be this good for the rest of the week.<br />
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I went for the promotional set offered by the cafe, It's <i>lille latte (Little latte) + croissant</i> for <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">30kr.</span> Reasonable price compare to other place. However, the coffee is not up to par to what i normally take. well, it's too <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">watery </span>if u get what i mean. I enjoy the bitter kick, but im not sure where did it go in this cup of latte. Croissant looks like it just went for an <i>intense</i> diet, i would prefer something more fluffy and cheerful looking. This just look way too skinny but no doubt it's tasty, definitely way better than the latte. Side note: i miss croissant ! one of my most love pastry, i just like pronouncing it, it feels so upperclass no? "<i>Cro-song</i>" with a flick in the tongue ;)<br />
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I guess coffee culture here in <b>Copenhagen</b> is still not as prominent, i am not yet impressed by or grab my attention, or suggested me to stay longer. I'm only persuaded to stay out here longer because of the weather, i need some <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">sun</span> to cheer me up. However, look at the bright side... there is wifi but.... no music. -.- i had to pop on my earphone just to create and artificial enviornment.<br />
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I have to go out more often, this is what i have to remind myself of everyday, winter is just around the corner, and everybody had been mentioning to me that weather during the winter season ain't gonna be pretty and i totally have to second that. <b>Copenhagen</b> weathers sucks everyday. PMS 24/7<br />
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and when tomoro comes, it would be my one month in<b> Copenhagen, Denmark</b>. Looking back at how i pass that one month, i have to say.. im pretty amazed by myself as well. :) and definitely deserve a pat at the back. Life moves on no matter you like it or not, time ticks and wait for no ones. This reminded me of the very meaningful quote given by my lecturer here in denmark. "Life is understood backwards, but must be live forward"<br />
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Let's see what have i done during this 1 month tomorrow.<br />
as for <b>Kaffekilden</b> on <i>Tagensvej 41</i><br />
it's cheap but lack in taste (coffee wise) .<br />
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Like i've mention before, I will try my best to go out as much as possible during the weekend, even when there is work required to be submitted on monday! Just have to be really hardworking at night and try to get things done =)<br />
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So this weekend, i was suggested by a mate to head to a street, which is refer to the the <i>Hells angel street</i> (Jægersborggade) in <b>Nørrebro</b>. Not sure about you guys, as i turn my bike going into the street, i find the road patches very intriguing. Almost would be able to relate to the <i>Hells and angel</i> thing or maybe <i>yin n yang</i>? There is another <b><a href="http://www.jnbl.net/2011/09/coffee-collective.html">Coffee collective</a></b> there, and it's well packed with people at 12pm when i arrived. It's not a long street but definitely feel with this boho vibe to it. Not exactly very, but getting there. It would be a nice street just to escape for a bit from the city.<br />
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It's a great weather to begin with, great companion, great mood, everything is just so great. It's really to describe this kind of feeling. It's just feel like the perfect morning where nothing is gonna turn bad. im a happy kiddo. So as, me and my friend walk along the street, one session of long clapping grabbed our attention. A crowd gathering outside one of the shop, accompany with loud chattering. Being the<i> kepo</i> guy yeah we went and have a look.<br />
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It's<b> Grød</b>. it's situated at the far end of the street. a humble small, shop with minimalist design but packed with people that day. Apparently it was there first day of business, see how lucky i was to actually to stumble upon it and hell yeah very glad we stumble upon this place. It was a long queue but judging on the queue they must have been doing something right!<br />
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A simple way of using space, rough decoration and clean cut. I am actually adoring the design. If u zoom out a little bit, it sets in this rough looking neighbourhood, anything posh or sleek looking shop would totally look out of space.<br />
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It's a good 5-10 minutes queue, so here am i introducing to you to my new second-hand leather shoes! (360kr) that i manage to get it from a Second hand shop, <b>Københaven K </b>(Teglgårdstræde 4). At last a shop that offers a wide range of street wear for both men and women! It was a good grab.<br />
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In the shop, everything is in danish, but stress free for me considering imma walking around with a danish buddy hhaha! I did manage to guess whats one of them<b> rødbede risotto</b> (pretty obvious it's a beetroot no?), and <b>Havregrød med solbær</b> (oatmeal with blackcurrant) is what i had. (30kr each) and accompany with 2 <b>latte</b> (20kr) which is surprisingly cheap.<br />
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I was quite reluctant to have something sweet in a savoury dish. I had this experience when i had a <b>rosewater risotto</b> in <b>Tasmania, Australia</b> and it was an absolute disaster in every way! I did squinch my eye as i put the first spoon into my mouth and...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">d</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">l</span>i<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">g</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">d</span> =) It taste so good probably because of the acidity of the blackcurrant cut through the sweetness of the dish. Absolutely winner!<br />
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Manage to find a sit among the heavy crowds around the place, perfect ambient, like i say weather is great and the background chattering and laughing sound of people there. A restaurant can never fake that! Even the 20kr latte taste so good, it's standard but it's a perfect standard latte i had. Trust me i pay for more for sucky one before. I would strongly recommend this place for sure!<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508498323992722461.post-81848174980107742482011-09-21T20:57:00.004+02:002011-09-21T20:57:53.863+02:00The Coffee Collective<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It was a saturday in<b> Copenhagen</b>, finally a weekend that i actually get some free time to explore around<b> Copenhagen</b>. Last week i was just so caught up with work, it kills me that i have to stay in my room when the sun is shining ferociously outside . This week, not a chance, heading out every minute i get, just<i> to grasp, to feel, to experience, to stumble, to smell</i> this foreign place.<br />
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My first pick was <b>Nørreport</b>, obviously because it was a the set where the <i>flea market</i> is happening. I'm totally a flea freak, Cheap vintage stuff ftw. However, sadly it's not happening this and next week due to the biking competition thats happening. bugger.<br />
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Just in that area there is two food market relatively new, <b>Torvehallerne</b>. Pretty eye catching as it's two large glass buildings effortlessly sitting on the square. The transparency of the glass break the distinction between the indoor space and the outdoor space.
It sits in the heart of <b>Nørreport</b>, at Israels Plads, home to <b>Copenhagen</b>’s original fruit and vegetable market, also it's just next to the train station (S-train). It's a great location considering roughly 25,000 cyclists pass <b>Nørreport</b><b> </b>everyday, and i am officially one of them as well ;) .. not to mention the commuters using the stations.<br />
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So imagine the crowd! the flock of people around this area bustled with families, couples and curious passers-by like me! I was there around 11am and the crowd were like having a celebration!
I guess, as a student, i still don't find this market useful for me in every sense, the products they sell, the fine food they display, healthy organic foods.. ah heaven... but would be un-practical for me to get those yet. ...and at the end of one of the building is a coffee shop, <b><a href="http://coffeecollective.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-store-opening-torvehallerne.html">The Coffee Collective</a></b><br />
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To be frank, I'm usually not very much interested in coffee shop in markets, often i would think they are very "commercialize" but the smell of the fresh grinded coffee, it smell so nice i could die! even my leg decided to go rogue on me. It even has a Q ! i guess it should be good. While, waiting at the Q, i started to look at the menu and deciding which to get. Something really funny happen here as i was discussing with my friend.<br />
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Me: What's <i>Cortado</i>?<br />
Q: I don't know .<br />
Me: Well, It really sounds like a<i> beer</i>...<br />
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Just as i finish the sentence, the guy behind me who was on the line, burst into laughter. I looked at him and yeah i know he is judging me. For instance, i feel like my hair turn<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"> blonde</span>, and grew a<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"> G-cup </span>breast in that instance...<br />
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Me: (I squinted i seriously squined... my eyes and look at him) Stop teasing... So..what's <i>cortado </i>.<br />
P: bla.. bla.. bla....<br />
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So apparently cortado is an <i>expresso</i>, "cut" with a small amount of warm milk to reduce the acidity and no foam... Apparently according to this guy , he thinks "<b>the coffee collective</b>" has one of the best coffee in town and recommended <i>cappuncino</i> to me and refering it to a "dessert" coffee. Great! someone made a decision for me. =D Cappucino it is (33kr).<br />
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I've got my coffee after some wait, it was really good! The chattering sounds of people in the background, the slightly cold/gloomy weather, the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">c</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">u</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">f</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">u</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">l</span> veges/fruits laying around accompany with a great cup of coffee. As a<i> sweet tooth</i>, i usually add a few teaspoon of sugar into my coffee, this time i walk away forgetting about the sugar! but regardless and to my surprise.. it's still really good =D<br />
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It's a promising weekend for me to start off my saturday with a great cup of coffee. This is officially my first cup of coffee in Copenhagen, and the cup deserve to be kept for awhile.<br />
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Not sure what is wrong with copenhagen, but when i am totally hooked up with my work, the weather outside decide to be lovely.. lovely lovely.. and im stuck in here... doing my blardy work ... the mother-fucking work (quoted from my lecturer)... She is the funny one..<br />
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I am still weird off by the fact that, this house i am staying doesnt have bowls, i mean they have one, but more like a cereal size bowl... it is impossible to fit in this bowl of noodles + broth. i guess the dan's don eat things with noodle and broth together.. I just have to improvise.. A bowl of Tom yum, jam packed with flavour i familiar with and a little closer to home. <br />
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Nowdays, or should i say for this month, <b>September</b>, almost all of my weekend would be sacrifice for university work. It's not voluntary more like a mandatory, always have not been the most hardworking guy : / . Weekdays are somewhat more flexible for me, especially during the noon, after we are all done with lecture and here comes the studio time. <br />
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I did a site visit to my site, and decided it's too early to go back (6.30pm) since i never actually wander around the city much, haven had the time at all. So yes! i went to walk around the city. My trip started from Nyhavn and walk further north until i spot the famous little mermaid. As i was lone walking along the river, i already cant help to notice the moon, the full moon.<br />
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That reminded me yesterday was actually the mooncake festival known to most of the chinese. It sadden me a little, for not being able to eat one. (<i>Happy Belated Mooncake Festival btw</i>)<b> Humans</b> are too complex, if i were back home, not eating a mooncake won't even matter to me. But now, the body is in denmark, and if a mooncake came around it would have made my whole month.<br />
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Even though the cold strong wind is blowing, the whistling sound, sounded like a lullaby, sitting by the little mermaid on this quiet night, moon was sugar white perfection, cloudless sky, radiant beams of purest light. To top everything off, the gushing sound from the sea, just made the best symphony to heighten the sense of feel.<br />
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A lot of movies, uses the moon and refer it as a medium that connects our heart, the invisible link. No matter where you are, we are all looking at the same moon, and from the movie "<b>Dear John</b>" i've learned that if u close one eye, and hold your thumb up, the moon will never be bigger than the size of your thumb. Have you heard of this expression before in any movies? I know it's cliche, and we all do love this<i> cliche</i> things.<br />
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Looking at the moon shining by itself, feels like the master of reflection, you could be happy or sad and still looking at the moon. It reflects your expression. Some night it may be melting in the clouds of tears or even shinning your smile like a bright sun..<br />
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I'm slowly amazed by this two wheels now, bring me around, and everywhere. Best buddy in cph. ;) gosh, im making friend with a bike.. now that's serious shit -.- . To all my friends in australia, who wandered whether the mermaid is back in Denmark! yes she did managed to get back to Denmark.. no longer in China =)<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508498323992722461.post-65495502126089342852011-09-10T08:00:00.001+02:002011-09-10T08:01:11.585+02:00Have fun<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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This sentence came out of my professor's mouth before ending out presentation session yesterday. I, because of this sentence, being me as always, procrastinate like no one's business (referring to yesterday night, instead of doing work, i went from nap to deep slumber)<br />
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Friday in Copenhagen, it's quite a big deal for students. Each uni ( i assume ) set up a bar, organised by the students, providing beer or other drinks to the students. A way of networking at the same time earn money. It's the last day of the study week, and kicking off the weekend with a beer. I'm not much of a beer person, but just sitting down, talking for once, doesnt much involve "<i>living Community</i>", "<i>Social Roles and Expectations</i>" (my topic for the presentation) feel so good. However, weathers gets really unpleasant in the late evening.<br />
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Now, the 72hr design charette, i hope i've got something to pin up. Somehow i think i need to leave a good impression. Like really a good one.<br />
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There would be no <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">weekend</span> for me as well, kinda uncool right ;(, i guess i just have to get used to it. Weather is really good, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">sunny </span>with light <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">breezes</span>, i have to escape from my studio, everyone here had their stern face on, tense in the air. Went out for a 10 minutes walk to the nearest supermarket near my uni, <i>Netto</i>. Wanna pick out something for my itchy mouth.<br />
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As i walk down the cookie aisle, this instant grabbed my attention. =) i've seen him before but skipped it the first time! not this time. Won't say no to spongebob, wont say no to <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">yellow</span>. A Simple box like this put a smile on my face, it's gonna be a good day today.<br />
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Spongebob cookie is so healthy! No hydrogenated fats, No artificial colour, No preservative! <br />
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It was my housemate, holding an object with a very<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"> cliche </span>wrapped.<br />
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F: This is for you!<br />
M: Me? really? whats this!<br />
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It was a rather long day for me today, from 1pm to 10 pm . Cycled home ( 2nd day without injuries =) ) and saw a box by my door side. Must be my care package from <b>Liverpool</b>. I know this package coming, but certainly dunno what's the content. Opening up the box slowly, full of excitement, exploring what's in there and digging in the treasure box. The excitement could be compare to a small boy given a<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">lolli</span></i>, or a fat boy given a slice of<i> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">chocolate</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">cake</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">.</span><br />
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Thoughts on that second while going through whats inside was .. grateful. I'm grateful. Grateful that, i'm surrounded with great peoples around me. That actually cares about me, acknowledge my existence. I dun need much friends, i just need real ones. Thanks you.<br />
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I'm a happy kiddo today,<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"Life is understoond backwards, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">But must be lived forward" </span></div><div style="text-align: center;">-Søren Kierkegaard</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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This interesting quote was introduced to me by my lecturer today. Applying this quote to the importance of keeping track of our work process and have it all jolted down in a book. But this interesting quote, had me stumbled and wandered into my wonderland -<i> The wonderland of thoughts</i>. <br />
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</div>It is quite <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">true</span> what the philosophy says; that life must be understood backwards. History is what have shaped u, given us identity and the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">quirk</span> to everybody. We as individuals can't have the same influence, each and our own circumstances , no individual are the same and most importantly everyone of us have our own histories.<br />
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However, understanding what happen backwards, one tend to forget the other principle: that it must be <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">lived forward</span>. The more one thinks and stuck in "<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">backwards</span></i>", thats where all the problem starts - not being able to move on. The more one thinks it through, it's a never ending or, life just can never properly be understood precisely in the <i>temporal life</i> in which refering to "<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">backwards</span></i>". For instant, u cant't find a complete rest in which to adopt a position : <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">backwards</span></i>.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b>Therefore, move on! Reflect! and move on</b>. </div><br />
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I guess, i'm as well accepting the fact that i'll be in <b>Denmark</b> for 6 months. Having to fret about it is no point, just exudes more <i>negativity</i> and pollute my bright <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">yellow</span> aura. I'm definely near to finding my click. I guess i'm ok. Everything will be ok for me. And to all of u out there, you'll be ok.<br />
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The alarm was up and ringing at 8am, initially planned to go for a meetup with new friends in the city for the exhibition week at 10.30am. Nah, fuck that, me needs more sleep and snuggle and that triumph everything! Reason being...getting to know new friends could be really tiring.. the questions u hv to ask, the answer needed to be repeat, got to think before u speak, seriously... mentally exhausting.. Don't get me wrong, i love making friends but man i needed a break too.<br />
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Only managed to drag myself out in late noon, and headed to Copenhagen Design weeks which is in the city center. I'm about to take my try, biking to the city centre, nervous? very much but well i'm still here blogging, so everything went fine. Some glitch but dealed.<br />
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Theme of the design week resolve around human, human's life. Concentrating on ways to improve our life through innovative designs. I guess it was good to actually go out for a walk, instead of staying in the room and face the square box. I'm glad i went out to explore a little bit, liften up my spirit as well, enjoy the view and more people watching =)<br />
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And not to forget! Freebies! Asians and freebies born to be together!<br />
For more information about the design week in copenhagen click -> <a href="http://www.copenhagendesignweek.com/">Here</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508498323992722461.post-34728424243300598872011-09-03T22:51:00.000+02:002011-09-05T22:44:37.304+02:00The ride<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I guess, after the bad breakfast i had, it delay most of my itenary for the day. A lot of procrasination, lots of delay, lots of laziness in the air. Initially i had already planned out to get a bike really early in the morning. I didn't went out until it was 11am, even the process, the walk already put me off. But it has to be done. Force never works well with sagittarius, we belong to the sky and the ocean, wide and free. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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To say i found my click, it's incorrect, but today - me day, definitely cheer me up a little bit. It sort of reminds me, why am i doing this and what i enjoy the most. The lonesome travel, the wandering days i had always, without needing to worry people or to wait. Positive thinking for the few hours, people watching and see what are they up to, good weather and im biking!! Relatively new skill and i've accomplished something, felt like i've overcome something inside me, stepping outside the shell.<br />
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Breakfast is the most important meal of our day, as said and, as proven. Being slight lazy, i just took my cereal ( coco-crunch ) , my milk, a bowl, and a spooon down to my room. Walking down the room sort of managing what would i do for the day . That includes, getting a bike, learning how to ride a bike and such.<br />
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I reached my room, place the bowl nice and middle, had a movie play up on my lap top. Poured the coco-crunch into a bowl, then the milk. This is when everything tumble down. The <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">sunnyside </span>turn into the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">darkside</span>.<br />
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The liquid came out of the milkbox appear to be rather lumpy but still clear white. hmph? did i accidentally bought yoghurt instead? i google translated whats on the box, yeah it turns out to be milk and sour. There goes my whole bowl of coco-crunch, just sent them up to heaven. All faulty and sour.<br />
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i just got <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">screwed </span>by one.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508498323992722461.post-21816327598662834282011-09-02T19:04:00.000+02:002011-09-02T19:04:46.270+02:00Just a click<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Needed a click, Just a click. waking up from the devilish thought that creep within. <b>CLICK</b> - it's like referring to a light bulb animation when u pop up with a new idea. To me , to recover. i needed a click.<br />
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It often takes lots of thinking and logic evaluation of my current situation. This is how i handle myself. My mind is constantly filled with thoughts, and it's rather hazardous, there were times where smashing my head into the hard concrete unforgiving wall is an <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">option</span></b>! It's amazing, if i got my click, it's like waking up from the bad dream, everything i see would be beautiful, even a pile of garbage i would appreciate.<br />
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Me now. In <b>Copenhagen</b>.. and today would be my 5th day here. My depression ever since i arrive is still there, it didn't subside at all but instead it got shifted to somewhere in between frustration and stressful. Every night , if i am not too tired, i do always reflect on myself, just sort of reminding myself where am i at, am i ok, and some other random intimate questions. It's a conversation with myself, my spiritual self, encouragement, and this few days, i thought, <i>what did i get myself into</i>.<br />
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I had a short class today, it just worsen my situation, requiring me to stay in uni for <b>sept 2 - sep 30</b> from 9am to 5pm, no weekends (<i>just knew it today</i>), no holidays, just work and produce. Being a workaholic myself not only a perfectionist, i am usually excited with this statement. I would have get so pumped up. But this time round, there are too much other things pulling me down. hrmph... and i'm not afraid to admit.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I miss my family, I miss my companionship</div><div style="text-align: center;">I miss my laughter, I miss people who knows me, </div><div style="text-align: center;">I miss Poland, I miss my previous erasmus friends,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I miss familiar food, I miss cooking together, </div><div style="text-align: center;">I miss the weather, and I miss the warmth from a person. </div><div style="text-align: center;">. </div><div style="text-align: center;">.</div><div style="text-align: center;">.</div><br />
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A lot, i think, would have killed for a spot like mine, getting another exchange to another country and all. Even i would kill for it. And this time round, this 2nd exchange to <b>Copenhagen</b>, i actually did it by force..I was actually reluctant to apply for it. My body wants it, but my mentality refuse it. I know i would get grumpy the first few weeks (now), and maybe either feeling neutral or happy the next few...I know it would definitely benefit me and define me more as a being. Stronger identity, growth in thinking, network building. It really got me now. Didnt know my brain really hates it that much.<br />
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Just before we got to know each other much the next day i started my 25 days backpacking trip to both Spain and Portugal. Both was truly amazing and we did really came a long way, also managed to meet up 2 good spanish friend of mine, which concluded our trip with a bang! halfway through the backpacking, for some reason i amended my trip, delaying my arrival to denmark, and shorten my stay in london and pay another visit down to liverpool. It was a smart move i guess.<br />
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Another 2 hours journey to Stanstead airport, followed by 2 hours flight to Copenhagen. All about travelling in different medium, it takes it's toll, starting to wear myself out. I had to stuff myself with food even though im appetite-less, i'm still aware that i would arrive Copenhagen midnight and finding food would be tough in a stranger country. <br />
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Reaching Copenhagen, i was greeted by a strong gust as soon as the aircraft door opens up, for a second, it reminded me slightly about the weather in Liverpool, but got smacked real hard by reality, as i am all alone this time. Lips sealed, no chattering. Reaching a stranger place, more or less, people get nervous, i'm human. I got to me even more, when i remember i'm accomodation-less and very much depending on mutual trust. I'm suppose to meet a Couch host in a metro station. the "what-if?" questions start popping out. <br />
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Considering i reach earlier, i got the right to get slight worry about it , but a text cool me down "i'm at the station" . We meet and yeah, the feeling was close to home, i've got a bed tonight. <br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">It was 37 degree in <b>Granada</b>, and after 12 hours of travelling</div><div style="text-align: center;">it's 15 degree in <b>London</b>. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was sunny for the pass 25 days in <b>Spain</b> and <b>Portugal, </b></div><div style="text-align: center;">just on my first day in <b>London</b>,</div><div style="text-align: center;">it has been raining cats and dogs,</div><div style="text-align: center;">heavy rains and drizzling,</div><div style="text-align: center;">you name it, they've got it. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was really hard for me to communicate in <b>Spain</b> - language barrier,</div><div style="text-align: center;">and now in<b> London</b>, everything seems so familiar,</div><div style="text-align: center;">the signs i can read,</div><div style="text-align: center;">the conversation i could understand. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was only us travelling in<b> Spain</b> and <b>Portugal, </b></div><div style="text-align: center;">the two of us,</div><div style="text-align: center;">and now it's a huge packed,</div><div style="text-align: center;">non stop chattering, give and take. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>A huge different. Moments, where i thought, where am i ? Is this real or a <i>dream</i>?i can feel raindrops on my skin, the temporary cold sensory shock, reaching somewhere deep within, as if, "<i>re-aliving</i>" my body.<br />
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And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow and as much as i love rain, it annoys me that it gets my cloths wet. Otherwise i would get rained,let rain beat upon my head with silver liquid drops. I have to escape. This gets me back on track, reminding things are happening, i would need to get myself ready for studies in D.<br />
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Maybe this is why i like <b>london </b>a lot, still as a traveller's perspective still (not resident, only been there 3 times and 9 days in total), i like the rain + the gloominess of the city maybe not the busy side; the dark, grey, dull sky, the cobblestone walkways, the idea of taking "<i>tube</i>", black taxi, double decker bus are very appealing to me.<br />
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When you are in <b>London</b> no matter how tall or confident you are, you always feel like a little fish in a big pond because of its size. Its busy and anonymous. I always tell this to my peers, walking in<b> london</b> street (not oxford street per say), makes me feel self worthy, constantly mindful of the fact that life itself is a wonder; that it's wondrous and worth being thankful for . I know, it's wierd.. i guess this is what i've grown to this few years also putting my fingers towards architecture theories learnt. <br />
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It's probably a phase, im pretty sure i'll hate <b>london </b>one day too. <br />
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Its the 16th day I'd been travelling now, and 19 days away from home, 13 more days before my 2nd semester commence in Denmark .<br />
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I am on my way to Lagos , down south in portugal heading to the beach for real tanning session. It's quite a long ride from lisbon - 4 hours. It's dark on the outside with road lights and car lights flashing here and about . Rumbling noise of the bus engine and local portugese chattering away. My travel companion has taken one of my shoulder as a head rest, leaving me very much immobilize for her comfort.<br />
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Dream a little dream by Michael buble is playing on my playlist roll, pink's song is playing on the background in the bus. The perfect moment to fuel myself with thoughts. Thinking, and grateful for the chance presented, travel companion that i could share moments with, someone i could share my knowledge with especially when stumbling into buildings like sagrada familia. Telling her bits and pieces why is it done this way and avoided. As much as i deny being an archi student, im already married to it. The experience from this travel I'm soaking it up fully like a sponge .<br />
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Its so much different that my past, previous trip where I go solo and lone. Although from times to times there were always lots of nagging from me,for being quite particular about certain stuff and you know what i, surprisingly am very much responsible when I'm traveling. Scolding away whenever something is not right which usually end with loud and thundering laughter among both us. No matter in the room, busy street or even small alleyway. Pretty sure the loud laughing like no one business on the busy street, would easily attract the term "fucking asians" :) But I do appreciate the companion, and the extra eye.<br />
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Thanks.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508498323992722461.post-14154091847263907842011-08-16T02:52:00.000+02:002011-08-16T02:52:44.107+02:00Porto<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">No offence to any <b>Portuguese </b>out there. I’ve mention to a few of my mates that<b> Portugal </b>would be one of the place I’m heading this trip. The response I got is always a why.. It makes so much more sense, since I am traveling around <b>Spain </b>and<b> Portugal </b>stone throw away .. why not stop by then?<br />
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My impression on <b>Portugal </b>is pretty good, considering I got a good mate staying here… , the element of surprise and what is offered is very much anticipated. I guess a lot of times; <b>Portugal </b>would feel like an underdog to be set alongside<b> Spain.</b> <br />
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<b>Porto</b>, was my very first stop in <b>Portugal</b>. I intended to walk around the city for just 1 day, but after the first day, this stunning city just deserves another day. Hence, my plan visiting the winery, vineyard was canceled. ( <b>Duoro Valley, Pinhao </b>)<br />
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Porto’s dual nature presents travelers with rewarding opportunities to see both side of the coin… from walking around narrow medieval alleyways, looking up are residents hanging their laundry; extravagant baroque church with rococo style interior.. Exterior decorated with blue tiles drawing which are absolutely stunning to see. It’s a treat to the eye, wandering around the residential area and able to enjoy different tiles patterns and colour. <br />
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<b>Porto</b>’s old world river frontage district is a world heritage site, the picturesque Riberia district that lies along the waterfront are awesome hangouts, great bridges spanning across the Duoro river to Vila Nova de Gaia is the home to port wine lodges. Port wine lodges like Taylor’s and etc, offer free tours around and also free tasting. What could top that off? Definitely learn a lot more about wine, the process and the care of a wine . It’s my first time visiting, and leaving more knowledgeable.<br />
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Generally speaking,<b> Porto </b>city is small enough to be travel by foot and the lively citys clings to the north bank of the Duoro river, and the south bank is full off port wine lodges, as mentioned earlier. <br />
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To be honest, I never expected<b> Porto </b>to be that vibrant, assuming it’s just another metropolitan city.. My bad. It’s somewhat a nice city to do lazy walk around even though the city being rather hilly, still manage to stumble upon many many surprises, somewhat picturesque and friendly.. Compare<b> Porto </b>and <b>Spain</b>, i kinda think that their English language is much better than them, or maybe I was just lucky to always being able to talk with people who speak English. <br />
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Porto, is defintely a worthwhile place to visit, despite being a big city. A good 2 days for a relaxing walkabout, a tight one day tour would be fine. =) </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508498323992722461.post-60645357864922217772011-08-12T03:12:00.000+02:002011-08-12T03:12:14.099+02:00Pastel de nata<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Always embracing my sweet tooth, touching down in the first city in <b>Portugal. </b>The first thing that came up on my mind is EGG TART then the grapes. It was a 4 hr journey all the way from <b>Santiago de compostela, </b>ride was pleasant... and thank god there is air conditioning in the bus.<br />
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<b>Porto</b>, is the city which took up 2 days of my whole trip. Having all the luggage put in places, no problem in the checking in. The next Q i asked the reception was :" Any recommendation for good <i>EGG TARTS</i>??" yes my eyes came alive, almost shimmering like how anime characters' eye enlarged when they got excited. <br />
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R : air tuck?<br />
Me : no Egg tart ( still slightly hopping around)<br />
R: er.. huh??<br />
Me : Yellow, EGGGG with black black burn bitssss (slightly annoyed)<br />
R: Pastel de nata? (start googling image )<br />
ME : YEAH! Thats it!<br />
R: Why do u guys call it egg tart?<br />
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Now i've learned, they don't call it egg tart! A <i>Pastel de nata</i> is a Portuguese egg tart pastry. Something really close to my heart. Still remember the first time i tried it, when i was in primary school. Sold in Southern bakery , right beside the Gk supermarket by the roundabout. If you're not a <b>Miri-an</b>... u could just ignore this part. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">from left to right, some bacon-cheese-bread layered stuff, strawberry cream tart, egg tart, nuts tart. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">there u go, a cut up Pastel del nata</td></tr>
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I remember the pastry flakes in my mouth, custards melt on my tongue, both texture mixed up in the mouth is amazing. So as you can see the expectation is really high especially coming from<b> Portugal</b> ! So we were lead to this pastry shop where we order quite a bunch of weird looking stuff to share. The first cut into the "<i>egg tart</i>" was a dismay... i don't recall the base pastry to be that thin.. and i don't see flakes flaking ... My first bite into it was another let down... overpoweringly sweet custard has ruining my palette ... =( had to wash it down with the watermelon tea i've ordered.... Very much disappointed and coming from <b>Porto</b>'s pastry<br />
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Then i insisted, we order the wrong egg tart, the egg start aren't suppose to be that huge... tBought a smaller version one. As expected, another big disappointment. It's my first <b>WTF</b> moment in <i>10 </i>days of travel and hopefully pastel de nata in <b>Lisbon </b>would do it justice.. otherwise it would be like a undone task that will haunt me for the rest of my life T_T and yes i am that big of a fan when it comes to <i>egg tarts. </i><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">#2 attempt ... still no good</td></tr>
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