The last time I was in the Harajuku/Aoyama/Omotesando area it was cold and wet. On this trip, the sun was shining and bathed everything in golden light. Shadows were dense and dancing, and there were covetable bicycles and pretty sights around every corner. So I got a little trigger-crazy.

I need to stop bringing out so many cameras though. Aching shoulder notwithstanding, the juggling really got to me.

I really like the pictures taken with the 110 Ikimono camera. It makes me feel like I've gone back in time.

Collected the 13 rolls today but I'm really too sleepy to upload them. So here's one for fun first. I'm fascinated by how it looks like one of those colour sketches. I think I might even have once seen a drawing or poster of Omotesando that looks exactly like that.

Sleepless Weekend

So I headed to Mustafa after the movie. It was after midnight so the streets were much quieter.

Jam/ fruit puree/ fruit concentrate that Mustafa suggested eating with prata.

Delighted to see my favourite Red Leaf pens though I didn't buy any.

Even more delighted when I turned a corner and stepped into pencil heaven.

Shelves of wooden pencils waiting to be sharpened. There was also pail heaven. And dishwashing sponges heaven. And water bottle heaven. Lots of heavens, depending on what rocks your world.

Went home. Finished a book. Hesitated. Then headed out again.

Chinatown for my favourite glutinous rice. The two smiley, friendly uncles have two more helpers now. The price has also increased (from $1 to $1.20) and there're also $1.50 and $2 portions. But that's super cheap for something that is so bloody good.


That shophouse is lopsided. And I was a little disturbed by the repaint job when I first saw it. But the yellow and green have since grown on me.

Lantern time. Did you ever play with candles at old playgrounds or along the corridors? I loved that about Mid-Autumn when I was a kid. It was always "Yes! That time of the year to play with fire again!".

Decided to squeeze in a trip to this estate at Bendemeer. I always go past on my bus rides and I love the way the blocks of flats look. There's so much detail.

See the cat waiting for her turn?

And I started to get woozy and decided to head home to bed. Sleep debt is hard to pay back. Still freaking sleepy now, despite collapsing soundly from 1 to 4pm, and then again at 11pm till 9am this morning.

Boat ride along Chao Phraya River, Bangkok

Touristy Bangkok