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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2011 23:40:48 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Cambodia</category><category>'Sights'</category><category>Singapore</category><category>Landscapes</category><category>Pre Departure</category><category>Bali</category><category>Other Ramblings</category><category>Festivals</category><category>Getting Around</category><category>Shops</category><category>Places to Eat</category><category>New Zealand</category><category>At the Markets</category><category>Arts and Crafts</category><category>Creatures</category><category>Scuba Diving</category><category>Malaysia</category><category>Islands</category><category>Places to Stay</category><category>Foodilicious</category><category>Thailand</category><title>gone beach!</title><description>further adventures of bighead and samesame</description><link>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/GoneBeach" /><feedburner:info uri="gonebeach" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>GoneBeach</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-4142528397289639870</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 08:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-09T21:29:46.986+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Zealand</category><title>It's been a while...</title><description>but lots of things have changed for me lately, the biggest being that unfortunately Bighead and I have parted ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that Gone Beach has run its course (a short one at that!) it's especially sad for me because I've had so much fun writing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm contemplating starting a new one at some point but until then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ka kete ano x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-4142528397289639870?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/VpmEP7y33Vs/its-been-while.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-while.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-4889563234380432311</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 05:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-14T18:07:37.447+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foodilicious</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Zealand</category><title>Yum!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SUSUelEROhI/AAAAAAAABCc/XhkSpQmKVd0/s1600-h/IMG_2488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SUSUelEROhI/AAAAAAAABCc/XhkSpQmKVd0/s400/IMG_2488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279507916252068370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-4889563234380432311?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/kUJFsgc827Q/yum.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SUSUelEROhI/AAAAAAAABCc/XhkSpQmKVd0/s72-c/IMG_2488.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/12/yum.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-5822314787809171807</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 04:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-03T17:50:12.747+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foodilicious</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Zealand</category><title>QQ Rice Hits Welli!</title><description>Oh my gosh! This is what has been driving me (and probably my friends) completely bonkers recently. I can't stop thinking (and talking) about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QQ Rice opposite the bus stop on Dixon Street, Wellington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/STYMNBCIqxI/AAAAAAAABB0/JsNaGkaa27g/s1600-h/P1030555_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/STYMNBCIqxI/AAAAAAAABB0/JsNaGkaa27g/s400/P1030555_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275417431266339602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a franchise store from Taiwan. They serve up very tasty, affordable rice rolls. It's kinda like Subway but heaps better and with Asian flavours. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are begging for quick healthy food options and this my friends is the way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You choose from eight different types of rice (e.g. sesame, purple, red, wholewheat, mixed grain etc). They lay it out flat across their palm and then add the fillings of your choice. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/STYMMyEEGLI/AAAAAAAABBs/JeUzzZxvEfg/s1600-h/P1030553_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/STYMMyEEGLI/AAAAAAAABBs/JeUzzZxvEfg/s400/P1030553_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275417427247896754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are so many different combos to choose from that I reckon if I go there every day for the next few months, I'll be able to have a different roll each time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes in a lovely little bundle like this (NZ$5.90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/STYMNR1vZwI/AAAAAAAABCE/THpFj24A1po/s1600-h/P1030557_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/STYMNR1vZwI/AAAAAAAABCE/THpFj24A1po/s400/P1030557_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275417435777754882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/STYMNRQRR2I/AAAAAAAABCM/0t1c686CPqw/s1600-h/P1030558_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/STYMNRQRR2I/AAAAAAAABCM/0t1c686CPqw/s400/P1030558_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275417435620591458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is one of my favourites so far. Its one from their menu (Teriyaki Chicken) as opposed to custom made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/STYNsCZ0WUI/AAAAAAAABCU/dGqXYZ1y2p4/s1600-h/P1030559_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/STYNsCZ0WUI/AAAAAAAABCU/dGqXYZ1y2p4/s400/P1030559_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275419063721679170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of Bigheads custom made rolls with spicy peanut chicken, crispy caraway, egg slice, mushrooms and emperor vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/STYMNNK1ISI/AAAAAAAABB8/1D7db1U2Qv8/s1600-h/P1030556_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/STYMNNK1ISI/AAAAAAAABB8/1D7db1U2Qv8/s400/P1030556_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275417434524033314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love QQ Rice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-5822314787809171807?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/FuPI6L_IyOY/qq-rice-hits-welli.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/STYMNBCIqxI/AAAAAAAABB0/JsNaGkaa27g/s72-c/P1030555_1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/12/qq-rice-hits-welli.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-1013039202474499652</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 07:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-26T20:11:00.263+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foodilicious</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Malaysia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">At the Markets</category><title>Reason #4</title><description>Before we left I posted &lt;a href="http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/06/dreaming-of-satay_17.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. The pic was taken in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kuala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lumpur&lt;/span&gt; when we passed through five years ago. This guy and his wee coal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; is where our satay infatuation all began, so it was fitting that on our last night in the city we stumbled across him once more. He was in the exact same spot, we weren't even looking for satay but we absolutely had to stop. I'm so happy he's still cooking up a satay storm!He can be found on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Julan&lt;/span&gt; Sultan, on the left just past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Julan&lt;/span&gt; Hang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lekir&lt;/span&gt; as your heading towards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Julan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cheng&lt;/span&gt; Lock.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSt9xWKIk_I/AAAAAAAABBk/qhEMoYG1-sE/s1600-h/IMG_2363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSt9xWKIk_I/AAAAAAAABBk/qhEMoYG1-sE/s400/IMG_2363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272446075482444786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpVn9gg3II/AAAAAAAABBc/jD8NcMGkvLI/s1600-h/IMG_2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpVn9gg3II/AAAAAAAABBc/jD8NcMGkvLI/s400/IMG_2364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272120458804780162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't remember exactly how much it was but it was cheap as chips - like 50sen a stick or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-1013039202474499652?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/P7DTqmFUvzI/reason-4.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSt9xWKIk_I/AAAAAAAABBk/qhEMoYG1-sE/s72-c/IMG_2363.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/11/reason-4.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-1055849010341799003</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Nov 2008 06:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-24T20:35:15.780+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foodilicious</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Malaysia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">At the Markets</category><title>Four excellent reasons to stuff your face in Kuala Lumpur</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reason #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exceptionally cheap, mouth watering South Indian food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Bighead and I set foot in India years ago we were expecting to go crazy on a whole lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;malai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kofta's&lt;/span&gt; and butter chicken's. Little did we know that there's actually a whole range of other regional delights. In New Zealand the main style of Indian cuisine is Northern (which is fairly expensive) but if you hunt it down, you can find some well priced Southern styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's just a small selection of the delights we sampled in KL (take me back!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGiqHQBQI/AAAAAAAABA0/AF8LAl5ys-4/s1600-h/IMG_2362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGiqHQBQI/AAAAAAAABA0/AF8LAl5ys-4/s400/IMG_2362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272103875024782594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Puri&lt;/span&gt; Bhaji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGiXwyAaI/AAAAAAAABAs/pSJnhj7tw5w/s1600-h/IMG_2329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGiXwyAaI/AAAAAAAABAs/pSJnhj7tw5w/s400/IMG_2329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272103870098702754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vegetarian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGUwSx7FI/AAAAAAAABAk/G1mTBci5OqI/s1600-h/IMG_2326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGUwSx7FI/AAAAAAAABAk/G1mTBci5OqI/s400/IMG_2326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272103636165586002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fav&lt;/span&gt; - Mango Chutney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGU403KuI/AAAAAAAABAc/UPh_YD9-eWE/s1600-h/IMG_2325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGU403KuI/AAAAAAAABAc/UPh_YD9-eWE/s400/IMG_2325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272103638456019682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Vada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sambar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGUiSA_rI/AAAAAAAABAU/Jmf_Q9AsokY/s1600-h/IMG_2324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGUiSA_rI/AAAAAAAABAU/Jmf_Q9AsokY/s400/IMG_2324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272103632404283058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Masala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGUYtOFJI/AAAAAAAABAE/j8YumkMEd20/s1600-h/IMG_2295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGUYtOFJI/AAAAAAAABAE/j8YumkMEd20/s400/IMG_2295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272103629834032274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Paneer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Uttupam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGUswOnhI/AAAAAAAABAM/ZByvi5_-kys/s1600-h/IMG_2323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGUswOnhI/AAAAAAAABAM/ZByvi5_-kys/s400/IMG_2323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272103635215359506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Chai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Masala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reason #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Malaysian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Roti&lt;/span&gt;. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;certainly&lt;/span&gt; don't get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;roti&lt;/span&gt; like this here in little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; NZ (Well I can really only speak for Wellington). It's surprisingly light, crispy on the outside, stretchy in the middle and just plain yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpOIci-DqI/AAAAAAAABBE/TZ3x2GlUPFg/s1600-h/IMG_2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpOIci-DqI/AAAAAAAABBE/TZ3x2GlUPFg/s400/IMG_2372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272112220799372962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out all the different types and check the prices! Oh my giddy Aunt. That's Malaysian Ringgits (half that for NZ$).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpOIWwrOdI/AAAAAAAABA8/zg6Kb3Z8IXk/s1600-h/IMG_2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpOIWwrOdI/AAAAAAAABA8/zg6Kb3Z8IXk/s400/IMG_2369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272112219246246354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reason #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The multitude of Chinese food on offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gourmet Food Stall on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Jalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Petaling&lt;/span&gt; in Chinatown has a range of different counters offering all types of Chinese food. This counter in particular is exactly like a little restaurant we went crazy at during the &lt;a href="http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/phuket-vegetarian-festival-aka-veggie.html"&gt;Vegetarian Festival in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Phuket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, offering buffet style meals where all dishes are completely vegetarian. One plate served with rice costs about 5MR (NZ$2.50). Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpOXYG2SGI/AAAAAAAABBM/vPGnYBT-KKo/s1600-h/IMG_2365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpOXYG2SGI/AAAAAAAABBM/vPGnYBT-KKo/s400/IMG_2365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272112477305718882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reason #4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess? There's a clue in my early posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-1055849010341799003?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/EKv_tvos3IU/four-excellent-reasons-to-stuff-your.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSpGiqHQBQI/AAAAAAAABA0/AF8LAl5ys-4/s72-c/IMG_2362.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/11/four-excellent-reasons-to-stuff-your.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-3399619544625754936</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 04:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-17T17:39:09.194+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foodilicious</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Zealand</category><title>How long has it been?</title><description>You know what, I've been feeling quite guilty about not having blogged in so long. I didn't even finish my rant about KL. The western world has sucked me in and sapped me of any spare time I once had... gone are the endless days of daydreaming in the hot hot sun... ah who am I kidding? I've just been plain lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to get back to KL later because what actually inspired me to write again was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSDzoa0JHMI/AAAAAAAAA_8/j1O4geaOJ68/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSDzoa0JHMI/AAAAAAAAA_8/j1O4geaOJ68/s400/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269479439741820098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We bought this wee bbq for just NZ$40 and she's a little ripper. We've been spoilt with a few extremely calm, sunny days of late (not all that common in Wellington) and Bighead has been chomping at the bit to crank up the old barbie. We had two problems with this, the first being that we no longer own a bbq (problem solved with said ripper), the second being that the few friends we have left in Welli are all vegetarians! A vege barbie is all good but I must admit we were keen to have a taste of some good old kiwi beef so I called up my trusty old carnivorous bro and we were set.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSDzoSA10pI/AAAAAAAAA_0/1AJNJpVgjVQ/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSDzoSA10pI/AAAAAAAAA_0/1AJNJpVgjVQ/s400/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269479437379162770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doesn't it make your mouth water? Nice job boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-3399619544625754936?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/ATjfD1RyMTA/how-long-has-it-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SSDzoa0JHMI/AAAAAAAAA_8/j1O4geaOJ68/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-long-has-it-been.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-6247115897667049506</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 19:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-07T08:54:41.152+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foodilicious</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Malaysia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">At the Markets</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Festivals</category><title>Mmm... Indian Sweets</title><description>When they're out on the street like this in massive piles, how can one possible resist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SRNJgOOYrQI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/0D_T75eTjco/s1600-h/IMG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SRNJgOOYrQI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/0D_T75eTjco/s400/IMG_2296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265633207249317122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have Indian sweets like this available in NZ but I've never tasted any as fresh and light as these. Absolutely scrumptious. It certainly brings back fond memories of travel through India where dedicated sweet shops could be found on every corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SRNJgbK7rMI/AAAAAAAAA_g/TDXs83xlrck/s1600-h/IMG_2317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SRNJgbK7rMI/AAAAAAAAA_g/TDXs83xlrck/s400/IMG_2317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265633210724494530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-6247115897667049506?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/U9BtXxS7zVA/mmm-indian-sweets.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SRNJgOOYrQI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/0D_T75eTjco/s72-c/IMG_2296.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/11/mmm-indian-sweets.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-1692482542206484074</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 08:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-05T21:06:00.251+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foodilicious</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Malaysia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">At the Markets</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Arts and Crafts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Festivals</category><title>Perfect Timing</title><description>We struck gold with the timing of our visit to KL this time round. The whole city was decorated with lanterns and lights as the Muslim community had just celebrated the completion of Ramadan (Islamic month of fasting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alongside this, Little India was a buzz with the build up to a major Hindu holiday called Deepavali, also known as Diwali or The Festival of Lights - the lights signify the victory of good over evil within the individual. The whole area was set up with market stalls, stages and dazzling lights.  Shops were shining with  decorations and 'Happy Deepavali' banners.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ4w93aYzpI/AAAAAAAAA-w/kTBY_Mm176k/s1600-h/IMG_2330_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ4w93aYzpI/AAAAAAAAA-w/kTBY_Mm176k/s400/IMG_2330_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264198853847469714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ1ct3VbBYI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/vphB2c075jw/s1600-h/IMG_2315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ1ct3VbBYI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/vphB2c075jw/s400/IMG_2315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263965482483647874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Delicious treats from a range of cuisines beckoned to be sampled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ4vvm5GKGI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/o03WREm-A98/s1600-h/IMG_2297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ4vvm5GKGI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/o03WREm-A98/s400/IMG_2297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264197509383071842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ4u5P5OUrI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/38Cd1Vjv06k/s1600-h/IMG_2314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ4u5P5OUrI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/38Cd1Vjv06k/s400/IMG_2314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264196575496655538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ4u40JUVaI/AAAAAAAAA-I/_2eKkmW5_pU/s1600-h/IMG_2313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ4u40JUVaI/AAAAAAAAA-I/_2eKkmW5_pU/s400/IMG_2313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264196568047965602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ4u4q1KP5I/AAAAAAAAA-A/ngSiHdi4TjQ/s1600-h/IMG_2312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ4u4q1KP5I/AAAAAAAAA-A/ngSiHdi4TjQ/s400/IMG_2312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264196565547499410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful &lt;a href="http://www.diwalifestival.org/rangoli-patterns.html"&gt;rangoli patterns&lt;/a&gt; could be seen all over town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ4vv4egedI/AAAAAAAAA-o/T0nv5SUmd18/s1600-h/IMG_2377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ4vv4egedI/AAAAAAAAA-o/T0nv5SUmd18/s400/IMG_2377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264197514103388626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You could really sense the excitement surrounding the event and as you can imagine we went a little crazy on the food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-1692482542206484074?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/Kkx4VnjMQKg/perfect-timing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ4w93aYzpI/AAAAAAAAA-w/kTBY_Mm176k/s72-c/IMG_2330_2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/11/perfect-timing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-6699648863372032428</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 22:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-03T11:38:52.315+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">'Sights'</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Malaysia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shops</category><title>Three Cheers for Kuala Lumpur!</title><description>Our recent stop over in KL was completely unplanned. We were umming and arring over Vietnam or Laos but weren't too sure whether Bighead would be able to work properly in either (Cambodia had been difficult in this respect), besides, the lure of roti was too much to bare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KL really impressed me this time round. The city seems to have cleaned up its act quite a lot and we certainly had no trouble finding things to do and food to eat (in fact we could have stayed another two weeks to explore more of the delights on offer!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The population consists of mainly Muslims, with the remainder being Hindus or Buddhists. Gorgeous mosques and colourful Hindu and Buddhist temples can be seen all around the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mish mash of architectural shapes and patterns is a feast for the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ1gtHQmsBI/AAAAAAAAA9g/klNWuFCstQ8/s1600-h/Publication1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ1gtHQmsBI/AAAAAAAAA9g/klNWuFCstQ8/s400/Publication1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263969867625050130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are some really cool buildings and such a range of styles. Old, new, rounded, pointy, styly, garish, shiny, rough, clean, dirty, stunning, ugly... you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were wide every time we traveled across the city. The small-town-New-Zealand in me must have been glaringly obvious (I mean like, even more than usual) as I couldn't help but point to every architectural delight I saw. I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ1jTyRIv5I/AAAAAAAAA9w/VvBcZQk15LY/s1600-h/IMG_2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ1jTyRIv5I/AAAAAAAAA9w/VvBcZQk15LY/s400/IMG_2340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263972731028291474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ1jTzpOeCI/AAAAAAAAA9o/9mS7BlVeO7I/s1600-h/IMG_2336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ1jTzpOeCI/AAAAAAAAA9o/9mS7BlVeO7I/s400/IMG_2336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263972731397765154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a modern city there is also a large selection of shopping malls to choose from. Shopping malls that aim to be one stop shops. Mini cities. Internal towns. They have everything from food, clothing, and entertainment to furniture, crafts, and electronics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one called Times Square, which along with its gazillion shops, it has an 18 theatre cinema and... wait for it... an indoor amusement park, complete with roller coaster! I still can't get over the size of it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ1mY7bk78I/AAAAAAAAA94/YDw2Qc2a318/s1600-h/IMG_2308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ1mY7bk78I/AAAAAAAAA94/YDw2Qc2a318/s400/IMG_2308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263976117922230210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course with the range of cuisines on offer, Malaysia scores quite highly on my foodometer. But that's next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-6699648863372032428?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/zZMScCw1Bu8/three-cheers-for-kuala-lumpur.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ1gtHQmsBI/AAAAAAAAA9g/klNWuFCstQ8/s72-c/Publication1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/11/three-cheers-for-kuala-lumpur.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-8282040321510180436</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 04:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-01T18:59:29.333+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Zealand</category><title>SURPRISE!</title><description>After a total of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eight hours on a train, two hours in taxis, twelve and a half hours on planes, thirteen hours waiting in transit, three boarder crossings, four airports and far too much airline food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQvsYgdPlWI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/1amJIacPtH8/s1600-h/transport-vista-scr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQvsYgdPlWI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/1amJIacPtH8/s400/transport-vista-scr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263560495286162786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WE'RE HOME! In good old Wellington, New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 5:30pm, I'm sitting in bed under the covers with my hood pulled right up over my head, it's blowing a gale outside and the rain is horizontal. It feels strange because I'm wearing jeans and have socks on. It's cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair though, yesterday was an absolutely gorgeous Wellington day with clear blue skies and no wind. We had a great time surprising a few different people and I've had a much anticipated, lovely long cuddle with a cute wee newborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE? Aren't we supposed to be setting up camp in Thailand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've come home (sooner than anticipated obviously) to sort some things out regarding Bighead's business. It's growing even more rapidly than we'd anticipated which is great! We're not sure how long we'll be back but it's looking like it'll be at least until March/April next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we've known for a while that we would be heading home, I'm still quite shell shocked that we're actually here. The last few weeks were such a whirlwind that I'd not put much thought into our return. It feels very strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few posts will be about our time in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kuala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lumpur&lt;/span&gt;, where we spent five days eating up a storm... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;roti&lt;/span&gt;. After that? Not sure, perhaps I'll write some stuff about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Welli&lt;/span&gt;. You'll just have to wait and see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-8282040321510180436?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/E-42ZFVmAFQ/surprise.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQvsYgdPlWI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/1amJIacPtH8/s72-c/transport-vista-scr.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/11/surprise.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-3099442976926444231</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 02:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-03T12:51:44.180+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cambodia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foodilicious</category><title>Mmm... a taste of India</title><description>I haven't posted any information about Indian food yet but the time has come my friends. Bighead and I always go on a bit of a rampage in search of it. Everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cambodia has come up trumps (behind India itself of course) in this particular department. Phuket also has some great restaurants but none have out done this one. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sher-e-Punjab is my all time favourite Indian restaurant. It's on Street 130, Phnom Penh (at the Riverside end). We've eaten there just about every day. All the dishes are completely different, both in flavour and look, the Malai Kofta is to die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ48usNBQTI/AAAAAAAAA-4/GFlNASTseeU/s1600-h/IMG_2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ48usNBQTI/AAAAAAAAA-4/GFlNASTseeU/s400/IMG_2025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264211787280105778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paneer Tikka Masala and Malai Kofta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price is right, the flavour is right, the staff are right, the setting is right. The only thing that's not right is that they don't have any mango pickle, however, I am willingly to forgive this oversight cause these guys sure cook a mean feed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQFszyo5KhI/AAAAAAAAA6I/mcS2Nfq580I/s1600-h/IMG_2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQFszyo5KhI/AAAAAAAAA6I/mcS2Nfq580I/s400/IMG_2289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260605476767869458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Non Vegetarian Thali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQFszkisYmI/AAAAAAAAA6A/jGNOBynv1G0/s1600-h/IMG_2288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQFszkisYmI/AAAAAAAAA6A/jGNOBynv1G0/s400/IMG_2288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260605472983769698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Tasty Condiments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-3099442976926444231?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/KyqkKYlTA3o/mmm-taste-of-india.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQ48usNBQTI/AAAAAAAAA-4/GFlNASTseeU/s72-c/IMG_2025.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/mmm-taste-of-india.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-8018251880403070205</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Oct 2008 20:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:24:37.650+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cambodia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Creatures</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Getting Around</category><title>Siem Reap to Phnom Penh : By Bus</title><description>The drivers here seem to be a little more reckless than in other Asian countries I've been to. I've seen about five near road accidents and one actual one since arriving in Cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the bus, our tuk tuk was travelling too closely behind the car in front so of course when the car braked suddenly, so did he. We didn't hit the car but the scooter buckled and the brakes stopped working. After sitting in the middle of the main road for a while, Bighead jumped out and helped push the tuk tuk to the side of the road. We ended up having to unload and jump in another tuk tuk to get to the bus on time, leaving the poor guy to sort it out himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mekong 'limousine' bus was much better than Angkor Express. Cleaner and more comfortable, although I believe each bus differs slightly so it's luck of the draw. The air con was working well and good suspension made the bumpy road bearable. Every so often the bus would bounce around so much that it would start to make this loud grinding noise above the back wheels. It would also shudder violently for short periods. I managed to read my book through all of this so I was happy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 40 minutes out of Phnom Penh the poor old bus finally gave out and chugged dramatically to a halt. I think the driver thought that if he just gunned it, he might be able to make it. Alas, we all tumbled out into the stinking hot afternoon and watched as the driver disappeared under the bus, to later emerge defeated and covered in grease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQEdlGWakPI/AAAAAAAAA5g/lvDDyrAXyb4/s1600-h/IMG_2278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQEdlGWakPI/AAAAAAAAA5g/lvDDyrAXyb4/s400/IMG_2278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260518362942443762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole village (or at least it seemed) came out to watch. A lot of the local passengers began making calls for rescue. There was a scramble for luggage as others decided to flag down shared minibuses. It was all quite exciting for the first five minutes. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQEdlgpkPZI/AAAAAAAAA5o/-_QhzvjINlY/s1600-h/IMG_2277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQEdlgpkPZI/AAAAAAAAA5o/-_QhzvjINlY/s400/IMG_2277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260518370002091410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a while, we were told that another bus would arrive in 20 minutes so we decided to wait it out. It was hot and sticky by the road side, it was getting dark and the mozzies were arriving in full force. The view of the Mekong river across the road with locals gathering at its edge sure was something special though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQEdmDt5NEI/AAAAAAAAA5w/sv0avtqEprc/s1600-h/IMG_2281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQEdmDt5NEI/AAAAAAAAA5w/sv0avtqEprc/s400/IMG_2281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260518379415483458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQEdmXl04FI/AAAAAAAAA54/0m18-82xdys/s1600-h/IMG_2285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQEdmXl04FI/AAAAAAAAA54/0m18-82xdys/s400/IMG_2285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260518384750354514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After about an hour, the bus that had supposedly had difficulty finding us, finally arrived (there's only one road so I'm not sure how this happened). As we climbed aboard we were greeted with that indescribable full body wave of euphoria that can only be felt the moment you pass from extreme humidity into a glorious, icy cool air conditioned space. Aaaaaah, the relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll know exactly the feeling (and moment) I'm talking about if you've ever been in tropical heat and had the luxury of air conditioning. It's best if you've been in the heat for too long when every molecule within, forces you towards a safe place. A mall or shop, any place will do so long as it has an air conditioning unit that's right above the door. As it pelts out its constant stream of loveliness and you walk your overheating body through it, it envelops you. Wraps you up in happiness until you feel you might float away. That's what I'm talking about. That moment (and feeling) has to be one of the most pleasurable, possibly even making all that hot sticky heat worth while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it wasn't the luckiest of days... or was it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-8018251880403070205?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/EF4NKtnfchk/siem-reap-to-phnom-penh-by-bus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQEdlGWakPI/AAAAAAAAA5g/lvDDyrAXyb4/s72-c/IMG_2278.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/siem-reap-to-phnom-penh-by-bus.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-2279141896676366303</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 03:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:38:21.636+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cambodia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">'Sights'</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Getting Around</category><title>Siem Reap</title><description>Siem Reap is a cool little town, the old market is quaint and easily walkable outside of the mid day heat. We ended up spending a large chunk of the first day trying to find a mid range hotel with a decentwifi connection (one that would load a page in less than four minutes). No luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the roads were a little bouncy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAFhNMSFII/AAAAAAAAA4I/lykMUGpIxq0/s1600-h/IMG_2272.JPG"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c0f8a854895b77a6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not really in to traipsing around temples all day (let alone in extreme temperatures) so we planned to only spend a couple of hours visiting Angkor Wat and Ta Phrom. At 5:30am the crowds were already beginning to thicken and the touts were closing in. I was asked if I wanted tea, coffee or breakfast about 10 times in 10 minutes. Unfortunately the sunrise was a bit of afizzer so after wondering around for a bit we headed to Ta Phrom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAEqVejSMI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/91EjYkX3rR4/s1600-h/IMG_2226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAEqVejSMI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/91EjYkX3rR4/s400/IMG_2226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260209490135042242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere between Angkor Wat and Ta Phrom I lost the park entry tickets. I think someone pinched them out of my back pocket, perhaps mistaking them for money. Who knows but we were still able to drive around the area, which we enjoyed just as much as being able to walk around Angkor Wat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a on="" blur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAEqflPqPI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/SOp_zWSsb5k/s1600-h/IMG_2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAEqflPqPI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/SOp_zWSsb5k/s400/IMG_2252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260209492847470834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAFHDT1uiI/AAAAAAAAA3g/uNmk7BwmnsU/s1600-h/IMG_2256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAFHDT1uiI/AAAAAAAAA3g/uNmk7BwmnsU/s200/IMG_2256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260209983474481698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAFHCPWpfI/AAAAAAAAA3o/U4NFJ4fHPJE/s1600-h/IMG_2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAFHCPWpfI/AAAAAAAAA3o/U4NFJ4fHPJE/s200/IMG_2257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260209983187232242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; We tried to get into TaPhrom because it was the temple I wanted to see the most but they weren't having it. In hindsight, I reckon the best way to see the sites would be in a helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Old Market area of Siem Reap we found this funky vegetarian restaurant which we were quite excited about. The space was well furnished and it had some really nice finishing touches;&lt;br /&gt;such as a funky little pepper grinder boxy thing, hand crafted cutlery and icy cold towels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAm2EoboeI/AAAAAAAAA44/g2uaCjwMtDY/s1600-h/IMG_2268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAm2EoboeI/AAAAAAAAA44/g2uaCjwMtDY/s200/IMG_2268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260247075166855650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAm2QnEquI/AAAAAAAAA5I/blwPIhYJneY/s1600-h/IMG_2272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAm2QnEquI/AAAAAAAAA5I/blwPIhYJneY/s200/IMG_2272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260247078382381794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAm2etZsUI/AAAAAAAAA5A/hXs1Z-fT48Y/s1600-h/IMG_2273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAm2etZsUI/AAAAAAAAA5A/hXs1Z-fT48Y/s200/IMG_2273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260247082167021890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAm2kUgCKI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/DhG6Io66Qs8/s1600-h/IMG_2266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAm2kUgCKI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/DhG6Io66Qs8/s200/IMG_2266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260247083673192610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kebabs were tasty and fresh, especially with the pepper sauce (although a tad over priced).&lt;br /&gt;Bighead's green mango salad was a bit of a let down but the rest of the menu sounded like it would be worth exploring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAn1Hbu0NI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/B0-SCe6UE4Y/s1600-h/IMG_2271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAn1Hbu0NI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/B0-SCe6UE4Y/s400/IMG_2271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260248158250651858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-2279141896676366303?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><enclosure type="video/mp4" url="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c0f8a854895b77a6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/yaZLP-P7Ygs/siem-reap.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQAEqVejSMI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/91EjYkX3rR4/s72-c/IMG_2226.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/siem-reap.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-621197309203122023</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 03:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:29:11.545+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cambodia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Getting Around</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Landscapes</category><title>Phnom Penh to Siem Reap : By Bus</title><description>So it seems to me that just about the whole of Cambodia is submerged in water. The view from the bus was mainly one whopping great big flat rice paddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SP1u9nnCfyI/AAAAAAAAA2g/kF3ZMYkf_7U/s1600-h/IMG_2057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SP1u9nnCfyI/AAAAAAAAA2g/kF3ZMYkf_7U/s400/IMG_2057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259481944722407202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;interrupted by stilt houses...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQRUOapUMxI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Ss627AWWru4/s1600-h/stilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQRUOapUMxI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Ss627AWWru4/s400/stilt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261422871323095826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; sugar palms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SP1u91rnhWI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Hi0gIVrXYkM/s1600-h/IMG_2105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SP1u91rnhWI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Hi0gIVrXYkM/s400/IMG_2105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259481948499707234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haystacks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SP1u99lpeDI/AAAAAAAAA2w/AIv3JtfQpiE/s1600-h/IMG_2048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SP1u99lpeDI/AAAAAAAAA2w/AIv3JtfQpiE/s400/IMG_2048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259481950622152754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;small villages with road side stalls...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SP15woL7SbI/AAAAAAAAA3A/nY5YTFq59zE/s1600-h/IMG_2088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SP15woL7SbI/AAAAAAAAA3A/nY5YTFq59zE/s400/IMG_2088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259493816166730162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SP15w8Dd3HI/AAAAAAAAA3I/g8kn2yZhe3Y/s1600-h/IMG_2040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SP15w8Dd3HI/AAAAAAAAA3I/g8kn2yZhe3Y/s400/IMG_2040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259493821499956338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and temples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SP1vi5vXKhI/AAAAAAAAA24/vXES6AaN06s/s1600-h/IMG_2042a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SP1vi5vXKhI/AAAAAAAAA24/vXES6AaN06s/s400/IMG_2042a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259482585244314130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus itself, was not all I had hoped it to be but by all means it was definitely not the worse ride I've ever been on. We were lucky to have to whole back seat to ourselves, even if it meant the seats coming off every time we went over a pot hole! Next time we'll remember to take one of the 'limousine' buses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cool to see the locals going about their daily lives, the animals roaming in the paddies and the children cooling off in the ponds as the day came to an end. I also enjoyed watching the hustle and bustle of buyers and sellers at the road side market where we stopped for snacks.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQRVKGUlmBI/AAAAAAAAA8g/s7sYdFmP5Kc/s1600-h/food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SQRVKGUlmBI/AAAAAAAAA8g/s7sYdFmP5Kc/s400/food.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261423896659597330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-621197309203122023?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/amRmN8W-eDY/phnom-penh-to-siem-reap-by-bus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SP1u9nnCfyI/AAAAAAAAA2g/kF3ZMYkf_7U/s72-c/IMG_2057.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/phnom-penh-to-siem-reap-by-bus.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-2334913863859660704</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 03:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:37:03.236+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cambodia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foodilicious</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Creatures</category><title>Frogs Legs and Elephants</title><description>The preferred mode of transport here is the tuk tuk; slightly different in style from the Thai ones. The passenger carriage is towed behind on a motorbike, rather than in one complete unit. Still just as smelly and loud though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPv2s3JQ_SI/AAAAAAAAA0w/WxKin6Wqsww/s1600-h/IMG_2012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPv2s3JQ_SI/AAAAAAAAA0w/WxKin6Wqsww/s400/IMG_2012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259068240462675234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Sunday afternoon, a short tuk tuk ride found us sitting on the edge of lovely green park in central Phnom Penh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the table before me, sprawled out on a plate, lay a local delicacy. Deep Fried Frog. It wasn’t my fault, MJ made me do it. There was no confusion over what they were, the darling little guys almost looked cute with their little arms and legs. Nawh... I actually loved the little frogs and their croaky wee songs in Bali so it was slightly uncomfortable for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPv3LCbi-rI/AAAAAAAAA04/RwJwylirwSw/s1600-h/IMG_2021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPv3LCbi-rI/AAAAAAAAA04/RwJwylirwSw/s400/IMG_2021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259068758888217266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perhaps if I thought of it as pay back for &lt;a href="http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/08/frog-in-bog.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, although maybe it should have been a Balinese frog I was about to eat. Oh I don’t know I can’t really justify it, I just had to try one… or three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ whipped up the dipping sauce like a pro. You come here often? Ultra tasty. Chilli, lime, black pepper and salt. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPv3LBM0joI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Uxvjx4ck_r4/s1600-h/IMG_2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPv3LBM0joI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Uxvjx4ck_r4/s400/IMG_2018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259068758558019202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was a bit of a wimp and could only bring myself to eat the legs. They were surprisingly meaty and pretty tasty, especially combined with the sauce. Yum. Kinda like a cross between chicken and fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home we spotted this guy on his way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPv3LU-LGYI/AAAAAAAAA1I/TAFxEbjHPwU/s1600-h/IMG_2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPv3LU-LGYI/AAAAAAAAA1I/TAFxEbjHPwU/s400/IMG_2023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259068763865291138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've got to get going and pack up for our bus trip to Siem Reap. I can’t remember the last time I went on a bus. How exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-2334913863859660704?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/-K3oNcei6bo/frogs-legs-and-elephants.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPv2s3JQ_SI/AAAAAAAAA0w/WxKin6Wqsww/s72-c/IMG_2012.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/frogs-legs-and-elephants.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-4865453532557045580</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 03:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:08:35.335+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cambodia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Places to Stay</category><title>Yuck</title><description>I was woken many times last night. First by the thumping music coming from several different bars on the street below, second by the heaviest rain and loudest thunder I've ever heard in my life, third by the air con crackling away in a rather bizarre manner, and fourth by a very scary gurgling sound coming from the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could handle the first three but the fourth, I must say was a bit of a worry. I got up to check it out and sure enough the toilet water was bubbling up the bowl instead of going down. And the smell... oh... it was horrendous (reminiscent of the little boys toilets at school, where yes, I did have to poke my head in the door on the odd occasion to tell off the scallywags hiding inside).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't much I could do about it so I put the lid down, climbed back into bed and hoped for the best.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPqzRyjxaWI/AAAAAAAAA0k/0EIHz9_Yy4E/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPqzRyjxaWI/AAAAAAAAA0k/0EIHz9_Yy4E/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258712633119435106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had visions of the bathroom filling up with sewage and seeping out into the bedroom onto my lovely new suitcase. And then I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning it all looked clean and clear, although the smell was still fairly whiffy. As I stepped on the bathmat to hop in the shower I suddenly realised where most of the smell was coming from. The towel was soaked. Not as clean and clear as I'd first hoped then. Ewwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the sound of that rain last night, I wasn't surprised to learn that this is in fact a fairly common occurrence here in Cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now lying happily on the bed in a lovely clean room a few stories up. Hopefully tonight's sleep will be better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-4865453532557045580?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/igT9KdWOqLo/yuck.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPqzRyjxaWI/AAAAAAAAA0k/0EIHz9_Yy4E/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/yuck.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-3865599835120522395</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 07:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:08:35.336+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cambodia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Places to Stay</category><title>From the Balcony</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPniF6wzOXI/AAAAAAAAA0U/usYehIT2bHo/s1600-h/IMG_2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPniF6wzOXI/AAAAAAAAA0U/usYehIT2bHo/s400/IMG_2004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258482631232928114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPnhAM8JQHI/AAAAAAAAA0E/fxUr9DxJpR8/s1600-h/IMG_1995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPnhAM8JQHI/AAAAAAAAA0E/fxUr9DxJpR8/s400/IMG_1995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258481433521504370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPnhAMeJoYI/AAAAAAAAA0M/k0zGQPwzdB0/s1600-h/IMG_2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPnhAMeJoYI/AAAAAAAAA0M/k0zGQPwzdB0/s400/IMG_2005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258481433395700098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPniF6Ajz1I/AAAAAAAAA0c/YEMBpiyC4gU/s1600-h/IMG_2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPniF6Ajz1I/AAAAAAAAA0c/YEMBpiyC4gU/s400/IMG_2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258482631030591314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hit the town last night (a little too hard). Had a great time but have been paying for it all day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for a delish Cambodian meal at a restaurant right on the river. Chowed down on several scummy dishes including a fish amok (national dish) which is made with melt in your mouth fish fillet pieces baked with coconut cream in a banana leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans are to shoot up to Siem Reap maybe Monday/Tuesday. Looking forward to seeing some more of the country and I hear it's a cool little town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-3865599835120522395?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/0rAcDWk5FUQ/from-balcony.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPniF6wzOXI/AAAAAAAAA0U/usYehIT2bHo/s72-c/IMG_2004.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-balcony.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-7681241006254427812</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 07:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:24:37.654+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cambodia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Places to Stay</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Getting Around</category><title>Holy shit what a dusty bastard!</title><description>Cambodian customs was exciting! A hodge podge of baffling procedures, which thankfully we came out of with visa in hand and money in pocket (most of). We were greeted outside by a familiar face (MJ) holding a 'Bighead and Samesame' sign. Love your work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It truly is a luxury to arrive in a strange country and be greeted by someone you know, who's in the know (if ya know what I mean). I don't think we've had the pleasure before, so leaving the airport was a 'haggle free' breeze this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phnom Penh has a real edge to it. It's energetic, dirty, dusty, smelly, loud and sure has a shit load of scooters. I'm diggin it. We're both quite excited about the range of different food available and the architecture is really cool too, a mish mash of different styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPbv6-WaJ3I/AAAAAAAAAzU/pwQQ0EtHFuA/s1600-h/IMG_1977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPbv6-WaJ3I/AAAAAAAAAzU/pwQQ0EtHFuA/s400/IMG_1977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257653411450070898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MJ took us in for the night and after a delicious home cooked meal (akun), we popped out for a walk, stopping at a local bar for a beer. Wow, a bit of a culture shock for old Samesame I'm tellin ya. They sure have a lot of staff working in the bars and they're really friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We zipped all over town this morning looking for a room, eventually finding one just around the corner from MJ's. Our room overlooks the point where the three rivers merge (Sap, Mekong, and Bassac). They're massive and flow really quickly. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPbv68eXQnI/AAAAAAAAAzc/b7xkAAcsc3w/s1600-h/IMG_1981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPbv68eXQnI/AAAAAAAAAzc/b7xkAAcsc3w/s400/IMG_1981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257653410946564722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like standing on the balcony and taking in the view below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPbv7HpKB7I/AAAAAAAAAzk/DWDoXOHhNXQ/s1600-h/IMG_1982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPbv7HpKB7I/AAAAAAAAAzk/DWDoXOHhNXQ/s400/IMG_1982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257653413944625074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seeing the locals hanging out by the river and children playing in the water.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPbv7VEsUmI/AAAAAAAAAz0/EtNT9UemuvI/s1600-h/IMG_1986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPbv7VEsUmI/AAAAAAAAAz0/EtNT9UemuvI/s400/IMG_1986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257653417549779554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPb-tw0HDDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/37ZANLoBEJU/s1600-h/IMG_1980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPb-tw0HDDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/37ZANLoBEJU/s400/IMG_1980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257669677152668722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wondering if the load on this boat is regulation??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPbv7KAYOQI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Mwnr6ncR2I8/s1600-h/IMG_1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPbv7KAYOQI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Mwnr6ncR2I8/s400/IMG_1985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257653414578895106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-7681241006254427812?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/xDM1YYDR7pI/holy-shit-what-dusty-bastard.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPbv6-WaJ3I/AAAAAAAAAzU/pwQQ0EtHFuA/s72-c/IMG_1977.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/holy-shit-what-dusty-bastard.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-4986792732981144331</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 01:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:37:03.239+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foodilicious</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thailand</category><title>May Kaidee's Cooking Class</title><description>I don't really have anything to compare it with considering it's the only cooking class I've ever done. However, I had a great time, albeit a bit slapstick. The dishes were so easy to cook (I wish I had someone to prepare all my ingredients and clear away all my mess every time I cooked!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May is genuinely kind, loads of fun, full of energy, and has a passion for life and business that I find inspiring. She sure knows how to make a mean pumpkin hummus too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Snippets of song and dance made their way into the class throughout the afternoon, performed only by May I might add. We called them her May Kaidee jingles because each song was like a mini promotion for her and the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPVGufVQXWI/AAAAAAAAAyE/OXMl9yiNJC4/s1600-h/IMG_1959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPVGufVQXWI/AAAAAAAAAyE/OXMl9yiNJC4/s200/IMG_1959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257185904523500898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPVGutyg6mI/AAAAAAAAAyM/5B7DyI9hWpc/s1600-h/IMG_1962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPVGutyg6mI/AAAAAAAAAyM/5B7DyI9hWpc/s200/IMG_1962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257185908404316770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We were shown how to make a green chilli paste before cooking about 10 other dishes from her menu. It's amazing the masterpieces you can create from such simple ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPVKPRqXmhI/AAAAAAAAAyU/GSUgwixq6kE/s1600-h/IMG_1963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPVKPRqXmhI/AAAAAAAAAyU/GSUgwixq6kE/s400/IMG_1963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257189766324525586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Issan Vegetable Stirfry with Vegetarian Sausage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about it was that we got to eat everything we cooked, including her famous black sticky rice with mango and banana. Devine. Doesn't the name just make your mouth water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're off to Phnom Penh, Cambodia this afternoon. A whole new country, very exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-4986792732981144331?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/htj3-B77e14/may-kaidees-cooking-class.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPVGufVQXWI/AAAAAAAAAyE/OXMl9yiNJC4/s72-c/IMG_1959.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/may-kaidees-cooking-class.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-3726137074988083738</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 10:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:01:53.715+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Creatures</category><title>For Huia</title><description>I hear that you've been waiting patiently to see some elephants from Thailand. I've been spending far too much time eating yummy food and scuba diving to have a chance to go tramping in the jungle. After all, this is the best place to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I came to Thailand I was lucky enough to see a wild elephant bull in the jungle one day. He was really smelly! You could smell him from 1km away.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPR6QkB3MdI/AAAAAAAAAx0/2d_FCh8wo7g/s1600-h/020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPR6QkB3MdI/AAAAAAAAAx0/2d_FCh8wo7g/s400/020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256961090016195026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Around the city of Bangkok they have a very rare kind of green elephant. These guys are not as shy as the wild ones so you can get really close.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPR5x5TBicI/AAAAAAAAAxs/I-o8P_htLpE/s1600-h/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPR5x5TBicI/AAAAAAAAAxs/I-o8P_htLpE/s400/016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256960563149375938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some hard working elephants. The first group are on their way home for the day with their riders. The others are having a break in the shade and are tyed to a post with a very short rope. This means that they can hardly move. Each of these elephants has to carry tourists around everywhere in the hot sun and they also must do whatever their rider's say.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPR5x-iGrXI/AAAAAAAAAxk/FCqL87k5nc0/s1600-h/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPR5x-iGrXI/AAAAAAAAAxk/FCqL87k5nc0/s400/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256960564554804594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPR6Q8J0R5I/AAAAAAAAAx8/3wLpzEywj5I/s1600-h/elephants_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPR6Q8J0R5I/AAAAAAAAAx8/3wLpzEywj5I/s400/elephants_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256961096492009362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/UserXP/Application%20Data/Microsoft/Internet%20Explorer/Quick%20Launch/3G%20Watcher.lnk"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think the wild one is the best even though he was smelly. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-3726137074988083738?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/y-q7yBik5Z4/for-huia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPR6QkB3MdI/AAAAAAAAAx0/2d_FCh8wo7g/s72-c/020.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-huia.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-8689267946338588679</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 10:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:37:03.240+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Places to Eat</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foodilicious</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thailand</category><title>Man I Love Bangkok!</title><description>See if you can guess the first place we went after securing a room for the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep! &lt;a href="http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-all-you-veges-out-there.html"&gt;May Kaidee's&lt;/a&gt; for lunch. Alloi mak maa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May (which is pronounced 'Mai') also offers cooking classes at her restaurant. Her and her staff are the bubbliest bunch of people, she also seems to have a bit of an empire going which is great for everyone involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been nagging Bighead for sometime now to do a Thai cooking class somewhere and seen as though we have a few days spare, we've booked in for tomorrow afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-8689267946338588679?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/So9-fa5HYZk/man-i-love-bangkok.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/man-i-love-bangkok.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-4425554322190238699</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 09:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:29:11.547+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Places to Eat</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Scuba Diving</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Islands</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thailand</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Getting Around</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Landscapes</category><title>The Most Beautiful Thing</title><description>We ended up with a bit of a raw deal regarding the boat journey to Koh Phi Phi. When I booked the tickets, I’d asked the dude how long the trip would take. He paused, just for a millisecond, before telling me it would take one hour. So I wasn’t particularly surprised when the trip ended up taking two, as his ever-so-tiny pause had sewn a seed of doubt in my mind as to whether he was being completely honest with me. However, that wouldn’t have been so bad if the boat had been in the least bit comfortable. No air-conditioning or cushioned seats to be seen! Aren’t we flashpackers now? How could this happen? Check out the life jackets…&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHFmpdUokI/AAAAAAAAAuw/wrfIRgDuRxc/s1600-h/IMG_1887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHFmpdUokI/AAAAAAAAAuw/wrfIRgDuRxc/s400/IMG_1887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256199507872621122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyway, I couldn’t whinge because we were on our way to one of the most beautiful islands ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s difficult to explain how gorgeous the island is. I can’t even really show you with pictures (although I’ll try) as they just don't do it justice. It certainly is one of those places that needs to be visited in person in order to fully appreciate its natural beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHFl4_JhJI/AAAAAAAAAuo/BFhcfFMF7rI/s1600-h/Ao+Lo+Dalam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHFl4_JhJI/AAAAAAAAAuo/BFhcfFMF7rI/s400/Ao+Lo+Dalam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256199494861161618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHfjcqZA_I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/7y3mQM8s2H4/s1600-h/IMG_1918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHfjcqZA_I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/7y3mQM8s2H4/s200/IMG_1918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256228040200487922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHfjcWfV-I/AAAAAAAAAwY/U5ovlRuxeb0/s1600-h/IMG_1925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHfjcWfV-I/AAAAAAAAAwY/U5ovlRuxeb0/s200/IMG_1925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256228040117016546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Seeing the sheer size of the surrounding mountains and the way they shoot straight up into the sky from the ocean is a sight that will remain with me forever. When you combine an awe inspiring view like that with beaches lined by jungle, stunning crystal clear bays, great diving and very few vehicles, I reckon it could just about be called paradise (if you shut out the extremely pushy touts, one million speed boats, and over-the-top resorts).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHHkrZNz-I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/jbKnsLfVwms/s1600-h/IMG_1922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHHkrZNz-I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/jbKnsLfVwms/s400/IMG_1922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256201673055784930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ferry trip from hell (I’m exaggerating, but it was pretty bad), being harassed by touts the moment we set foot on the creaky old jetty, and nearly causing an all out brawl between them and our hotel porters (it’s complicated), we finally made it safely to our room. Later that night at Papaya Restaurant (good value tasty food), I couldn't help but photograph this clever little guy. He knows where it's at!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHFmh3VtwI/AAAAAAAAAu4/5bWpxZCITKc/s1600-h/IMG_1909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHFmh3VtwI/AAAAAAAAAu4/5bWpxZCITKc/s400/IMG_1909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256199505834260226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday, we took a two dive trip with &lt;a href="http://www.hippodivers.com/"&gt;Hippo Divers&lt;/a&gt;. We had an awesome day and two really enjoyable dives. The scenery all around us was stunning. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHdgjBqfPI/AAAAAAAAAvg/YeXc_osILmk/s1600-h/IMG_1934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHdgjBqfPI/AAAAAAAAAvg/YeXc_osILmk/s400/IMG_1934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256225791345851634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHHkte1Q-I/AAAAAAAAAvA/St0EDZ6Nffg/s1600-h/IMG_1914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHHkte1Q-I/AAAAAAAAAvA/St0EDZ6Nffg/s400/IMG_1914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256201673616212962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hippodivers.com/"&gt;Hippo Divers&lt;/a&gt; provided a great service with yummy food and friendly, professional staff. The visibility on the first dive was better than the second, but we were still lucky enough to see loads of sort after species, including a reasonable sized shark, several turtles, two octopus lovers (they were holding tentacles), sea snakes, scorpion fish and loads of others that I won’t bore you with. It was very cool and some of the best diving we’ve had on the trip so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHdgtreHtI/AAAAAAAAAvo/xA7rGlChanc/s1600-h/IMG_1936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHdgtreHtI/AAAAAAAAAvo/xA7rGlChanc/s400/IMG_1936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256225794205556434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dive Site #1 - Bida Nok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHdgpOb_xI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Pw4tqlLv9ho/s1600-h/IMG_1937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHdgpOb_xI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Pw4tqlLv9ho/s400/IMG_1937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256225793010040594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dive Site #2 - Palong West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHdgz1C3XI/AAAAAAAAAv4/WGi1hK2bEpo/s1600-h/IMG_1939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHdgz1C3XI/AAAAAAAAAv4/WGi1hK2bEpo/s400/IMG_1939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256225795856326002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Phi Phi Leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all the delightful action packed travel was taking place, other decisions were being made. We're now in Krabi Town, on our way to Bangkok. We’d always planned to include Cambodia in our travels and have decided that now is as good a time as any. Might as well do it before ‘settling down’ in Phuket. Do they have mango sticky rice in Cambo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a bit of a whirl wind tour to Phi Phi this time round but we've promised to go back soon. I’m still shocked that I was able to leave such a beautiful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-4425554322190238699?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/5KlN0uAKXRI/most-beautiful-thing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SPHFmpdUokI/AAAAAAAAAuw/wrfIRgDuRxc/s72-c/IMG_1887.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/most-beautiful-thing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-3261383292893954445</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 01:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:25:22.042+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Places to Eat</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Islands</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thailand</category><title>On the move</title><description>Last week we'd been staying in Phuket Town so that we were right in the middle of the action during the festival. Now that it's finished we've moved over the hill to check out Patong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving town, we decided to have lunch at this little jungle cafe on the top of Rang Hill called Tung Ka Cafe. The view over Phuket Town and south down the coast to Rawai was stunning. The food was really tasty too, chicken satay and a lovely fresh stir fry with cashew nuts (back into the meat now!). They even had soft seats. It sounds weird but comfy furniture is one of those things you don't realise you miss until you have it again. I had to giggle when I noticed they were playing Christmas songs in the background though.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SO6y-eLm_TI/AAAAAAAAAtw/zzVHrnudFlg/s1600-h/Rang+Hill+Phuket+Town.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SO6y-eLm_TI/AAAAAAAAAtw/zzVHrnudFlg/s400/Rang+Hill+Phuket+Town.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255334601511337266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The coffee afterwards was served in the traditional Thai way, with a refreshing cup of tea alongside.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SO64PAchvbI/AAAAAAAAAuI/X9IS7a1AXJU/s1600-h/IMG_1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SO64PAchvbI/AAAAAAAAAuI/X9IS7a1AXJU/s320/IMG_1733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255340383145147826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patong is one of the most popular beaches on Phuket, it's on the west coast just north of Karon. It has a long white sand beach, several large malls with a cinema and supermarket, beautiful green hills all around, and a pumping night life (apparently!).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SO6zPnpEjQI/AAAAAAAAAuA/7jXoP4IUjSU/s1600-h/IMG_1882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SO6zPnpEjQI/AAAAAAAAAuA/7jXoP4IUjSU/s400/IMG_1882.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255334896108604674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It also seems to have a bit of a reputation for being one of Thailand's major destinations for sex tourism, however, unless you're out at 3am, this aspect of Patong goes largely unseen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you put aside its reputation, Patong is actually pretty cool. There are loads of different places to eat, ranging from cheap road side stalls to high end internationally acclaimed restaurants. In Kata/Karon area we found it a bit tricky finding cheap eats as it's a bit more resorty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bighead and I do like to be close to the action &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; the food, so perhaps Patong is the one for us??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today however, we're off to Phi Phi for a couple of days to do some diving. We've never been before so I'm looking forward to seeing what the fuss is all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-3261383292893954445?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/-4JJPxPxPTQ/on-move.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SO6y-eLm_TI/AAAAAAAAAtw/zzVHrnudFlg/s72-c/Rang+Hill+Phuket+Town.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-move.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-2609284810484173542</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 13:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:37:03.242+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foodilicious</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Islands</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thailand</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Festivals</category><title>Veggie Fest Videos</title><description>Oy yoi yoi... 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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We sadly said goodbye to the food stalls last night as the festival has drawn to a close. And just in case I haven't been able to convey to you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just how clever&lt;/span&gt; these people are with their 'not meats', check out this imitation chicken drum stick...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SOzC_D5zknI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/rTkupxJfy-c/s1600-h/IMG_1861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SOzC_D5zknI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/rTkupxJfy-c/s400/IMG_1861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254789253869834866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear, it is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; real chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at the stalls fairly early in the evening and even then, there were loads of fire crackers being let off around the food stalls and temple. There was a buzz of activity about the place as locals prepared for the midnight farewell ceremony/explode-the-rest-of-your-fireworks party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just like a Guy Fawkes night in Welli (except it went on waaaaaaaaaaaaay longer!). Fireworks could be seen and heard all across the city. At midnight, the explosions intensified and a seemingly endless  stream of crackers echoed through the valley for close to 30 minutes. It really was quite unbelievable and there certainly wasn't much sleeping going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SOzDMlJBvQI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4g6bfmEtS4w/s1600-h/IMG_1872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SOzDMlJBvQI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4g6bfmEtS4w/s200/IMG_1872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254789486130347266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SOzDMjumNaI/AAAAAAAAAtg/s6fEAq78Mjo/s1600-h/IMG_1877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SOzDMjumNaI/AAAAAAAAAtg/s6fEAq78Mjo/s200/IMG_1877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254789485751055778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a cool festival, something for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-2609284810484173542?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><enclosure type="video/mp4" url="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1a14de5db05111bb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><enclosure type="video/mp4" url="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d03326d22a09950e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/J5pP2zXfg20/veggie-fest-videos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SOzC_D5zknI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/rTkupxJfy-c/s72-c/IMG_1861.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/veggie-fest-videos.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772896154962065879.post-2054770113955009266</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 01:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T00:35:44.989+13:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Other Ramblings</category><title>In other news...</title><description>Check out my new baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SOwMq1V_KAI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Z85i1ZNQCRE/s1600-h/IMG_1862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SOwMq1V_KAI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Z85i1ZNQCRE/s400/IMG_1862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254588795247863810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While my dear friend was busy giving birth to a gorgeous baby girl (congrats guys!), I too received a new bundle of joy (not quite as exciting but nearly!). You can't really tell from the pic but it's just a tiny wee thing and can even fit in my shoulder bag! Love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772896154962065879-2054770113955009266?l=gonebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GoneBeach/~3/sRw9Zu6f7gI/in-other-news.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (samesame)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCJKhhvLJH8/SOwMq1V_KAI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Z85i1ZNQCRE/s72-c/IMG_1862.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://gonebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-other-news.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

