Disturbing discovery

I was analysing the visitors’ trend to my blog just today and made a ‘disturbing’ discovery. Good news is recent trend shows that my blog had attracted visitors from around the world. Bad news is the blog had attracted the wrong crowd.

Remember my entry regarding this? Apparently this post ranked third as entry page. (The first and second ranking goes to the main entry page)

My analysis shows that the very reason these visitors stumbled upon my blog to that entry was due to search words like ‘naked massage’ used in search engines (i.e. google, yahoo) In fact, the post had attracted unexpected visitors around the world because they were enquiring for naughty stuff!

Here is a list of recent visits and the search words used - just for laugh.

Date	Country	Search Word
11-Jun-08	US	naked body massage
11-Jun-08	M'sia	naked body massage in penang
11-Jun-08	US	naked massages
11-Jun-08	UK	naked massage munich
10-Jun-08	M'sia	naked massage in kl
9-Jun-08	France	body body massage stockholm
9-Jun-08	India	best naked massage in world
8-Jun-08	Italy	munich "body massage"
28-May-08	US	naked massage

While someone in France wants a “body body massage” (I have no idea what it meant), the person in India only wants the “best naked massage in world” (I believe he will settle no less).

Interesting discovery, yet very disturbing.

Amsterdam, May 08 – The ‘Wild’ Side

The following entry is the continuation of last week’s post.

Amsterdam, The Netherlands - the land of windmills.

What the f**k? Is there windmill in The Netherlands? - Unfortunately, some people don’t see Amsterdam the way the above picture reflect.

There is a, if you like, the good side of the city and then there is also the ‘wild’ side. And most of the people see the ‘wild’ side of it. I mean, who doesn’t know Amsterdam is well-known for its legalised ‘coffee shops’, red-light district and kinky stuff sold all over the place. So, for this entry, I will just touch briefly the ‘wild’ side of the city.

For the naïve travelers, please do not be confuse when you stumble upon a coffee shop in Amsterdam - you might want to go somewhere else for a cup coffee because the local coffee shop don’t do coffee. In Amsterdam, cannabis is tolerated by the local authorities. An establishment that advertised itself as coffee shop is definitely no local Starbucks. It’s probably selling cannabis and if you mistaken it for coffee, it might be in for an adventure.

Everyone knows there is a Sex Museum in Amsterdam. And like they never learn anything about sex in their life – they go to the Museum for additional sex education.

Once, you’ve acquired the sex knowledge – you may want to visit the scores of sex shop hidden along the alleys within the city center. In fact, for this entry, I won’t even bother to leave the address for you – you can go on an adventure to discover these shops yourselves.

There are also lots of sex theaters and pep shows – which I can’t comment much because we didn’t go there. However, some of my female friends did visit a sex theatre and they did suggest its worth going since you don’t travel to Amsterdam everyday (hey – its personal opinion). Nevertheless, its really weird to go into a sex theatre with my dad, so I thought I would skip it.

Then there is the main attraction which everyone been shouting about – the Red-light District. We took a walking tour to De Wallen, the largest and best-known red-light district amongst tourist (under the supervision of Kay). The area comprises of alleys with hundreds (can’t confirm since I wasn’t counting) tiny one-room rented by female prostitutes offering their services behind a glass door with red light on top of the door. Sorry guys, we can’t snap any photo. So, I can’t share our walking tour experience with you.

Here are some of the other sights caught on camera during our visit.

Salt and pepper shaker - 'wank' it during your meal

Something tells me it's going to hurt a lot

Anyone for a chocolate?

Next: Amsterdam, May ’08 - The Good Side

A Close Encounter with Kiasu Travellers

Ever encountered weird travellers with crazy behaviour at the airport? I had - in fact, loads of shitty encounters to share with you.

Not too long ago, I was at KLIA - LCCT waiting to board an Air Asia flight (Malaysia version no-frill airline) to Bangkok with Kay. We got to the boarding gate rather early (about 45 minutes before departure time) and I was sitting there reading my book.

Then, all of a sudden, a family of 5 or 6 people walked into the boarding gate area. There were like 3 or 4 children, accompanied by 2 ladies (must have been their mum). The ladies must be housewives – as evident and/or suggest by their choice of fashion – worn-out t-shirt and short-pants, slippers as footwear choice and a plastic bags as their hand luggage.

What caught my attention wasn’t their fashion as I couldn’t give a two-hoot about what they wear – so long as they are wearing something – that would be a great favour to society. Anyway, when the family walked into the boarding gate area, they walk straight up to the gate. And I thought, what are these people doing? The airline hasn’t called for boarding yet but the family of travellers seems to put up an energetic show of enthusiasms by standing in front of the boarding gate.

After about 30 minutes of ‘excitement’ – standing in front of the boarding gate, the airline finally called for boarding and passengers began to get into the line. The family (despite being ahead of the game) decided to make sure that they are absolutely the first group to board the plane. They sort of hoard the frontline and began to make ‘small’ advancing movement. If it weren’t for the officer standing in front of the gate, I am sure the family would have pushed their face against the glass door and might have force the door open.

The minute when they were ‘release’ from the boarding gate, they began to run. I was dumbfounded! What the fuck? - sorry for the profanity but I think they deserve no less than what I am going to say.

Hellooo…WWII is over. You don’t have to run to the plane as if you are a refugee! You are already in front of the line. No one is going to take your precious seat of yours. No wonder Kay’s dad told us that travelling on Air Asia is like travelling like a refugee.

I am just not sure why can’t these people be more mature when it comes to simple things like getting on a plane. OK, maybe they want to sit together and since Air Asia is operating on a free-sitting basis, it would make sense to be ahead of the line. But to run even when you are ahead, that is just plain ‘Kiasu’.

I am not sure where they eventually sit on the plane, but after all the standing and running, I hope they get what they want! In fact, I think they should fart at their ‘prize’ seat to mark their fucking territory for all the effort they have put in.

Coming soon!

It's been a while since I have updated anything.

I was really busy and the old man was in London recently, hence the lack development. Nevertheless, I've done what any good son would have done to provide his father the pleasure of visiting London and the rest of Europe...

Cuming coming soon...

What’s in London?

Kay just bought some new accessories for her SLR camera. So we went out to Green Park and St. James Park during the Easter Holiday weekends to try out her new toy. Here is some of the cool photos.