Posts

Our stay in Eastin Thana City Golf Resort Bangkok ‎‎♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

Image
The *overpriced* car ride... The car ride to the golf resort had been a hazy memory. For the whole journey , I rested my head on Ninang's shoulder, eyes narrowed from being engulfed in darkness with only the lights of passing cars and streetlights guiding the taxi driver's sight. It wasn't until then that when the driver helpfully loaded our luggage onto the concrete, I realised this wasn't no ordinary golf resort I'd pictured in my head. Eastin Thana Golf resort was far more larger, spread out, and oddly comforting and inviting rather than the intimidating Nina Hotel accommodation I'd stayed in at Hongkong.  I bit back a groan as I dragged myself to the hotel, Mum and Ninang checking us in. I maintained a facade that shown that my bones aren't gonna snap in half if I take another flight again, when really, the case was otherwise.  I don't even know if I'm gonna make it to the hotel room at this point. And where do I go??  As if heaven-sent and the c...

And the Chiang Mai escapade continues...

Image
~ DAY 3 ~ January 5th, 2025 >  GINGER FARM kitchen at ONENIMMAN Chiangmai It took me a moment before realising that the ginger farm Ninang was mentioning was not in fact all about ginger. At a glance, if you see the words "ginger farm" at a location, your initial thought process would have been ginger farm = a farm that's thriving with ginger plants. But that wasn't the case. We stepped into the entrance, and by doing so, that also meant stepping into a restaurant. It was an open space area, spaced out with woven chairs and wooden tables, which held the ONE NIMMAN restaurant. This ginger farm is not just ginger. There's a restaurant and even animals! I phrased these words in irritation, almost as if I was angry to myself. What was I thinking... thinking it was just a ginger farm...  " Ah- Hallo! Have you guys... made a reservation for today?" A lady with a heavily-thick Thai accent gestured over to us, her grin soft and gentle. I stared at Ninang, Mum...

Saying our goodbyes to Hongkong and onto Thailand, Chiang Mai!

Image
                                         ~ DAY 1 ~ Jan 3rd, 2026, a tiresome flight later to Chiang Mai... > Chiang Mai Night Bazaar If weren't for a nap after that heck of a flight, I wouldn't even be standing anymore... I haggardly comment to oneself, staring at the beaming lights coming from the stalls at Chiang Mai Night Bazaar. Staring would be a mere understatement, actually. Staring whilst starstruck would be more like it. I'd never seen anything like it. The atmosphere is bright, filled with energy as conversations fill the air. It's almost thrilling to me when I witness all of this, contagiously passing on its vibe. I unexpectedly find myself shocked at the number of tourists I see roaming around the night market, despite being in such a place before. This... this feeling. It's new. And I love it. When you're enjoying yourselves a little bit too much, time feels like it's...