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| I have just uploaded pics of my trip to Cambodia and Philippines in my photo album. Just a small documentory of what Iexperienced and the funky food I had during the trip.
However, the pics from India will be added soon as I get back from Yun-nan.
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| My shooting crew and I finally finished our 11 day tour in India. After spending 12 hours on the plane and the airport, we just landed home about 4 hours ago.
My impressions about India were: great food, awesome culture, passionate and warm, incredible heritage from the ancient time... However, some things about this country and the people are just disturbing. Here's a brief report my journey:
We applied and got accepted as journalist visa to India. For every famous location and spot we are going to shoot, such as Taj maha, the royal palace......etc. We accompanied by a licensed tour guide, drivers and the approval documents from Indian gov (which cost us a few thousands dollars), and then we thought, OK, this should be a smooth journey. However, when we got there, all the approval papers turned into piece of crap. Cameras, if the size is bigger than what they imagined what a home video should be, is not allowed to operate anywhere. The funniest part is, there's no official standard for the measurement.
Jaipur is one of the oldest cities in India and is full of big wholesale markets of spices, textile, crops, even jewelry. We first went to shoot at a shoe store. The store owner couldn't speak English so he had to get his friend, also a store owner of a jewelry shop, to help filming. They were all very nice at first and then after awhile they started bitching about taking too much time and gave us terrible attitude. The jewelry shop owner suddenly stopped and told us to take a few minutes to shop at his store otherwise he will not continue the filming. So I told him that maybe I'll go to his store after shooting. And this is when he and all other locals started acting like a pmsing biatch. They made fun of us out loud, tossing around the shoes I bought and a lots of crap. People with short temper like me will not allow anyone disrespect me like that. So I went off on them on the streets. I mean, someone's gotta regulate those fawking idiots!
Indian streets, in the big cities or small towns, are full of human wastes, cow dung. So watch every step you take!
How do you know which person sells the best quality milk in the market? Just test it with your bare hand (right hand of course, because the left hand is used to clean the umm...... you know). Since I am no Indian, I am not allowed to try it cuz they think my hand is dirty while they use the right hand that just picked their toes. WTH?!
Girls wanna travel to India must not travel alone because Indian guys are horny and nasty in all ages. They would stare at you as if you are naked, or intentionally bump you in boobs, bust, even grab your arms out of no where.
The last few days were the worst! Our hotel was always on power cut, so there was no AC at average temperature at 39C, day and night. And for some reason, the wind pipe seems to be connected to the filter from kitchen. So all of our rooms always smell like burnt chill, fried onion or overnight curry.
But I was glad that I visit Ganga. It's not as bad as I thought it would be. In fact, it's beautiful! But still, stay away from the water if you don't wanna get sick.
Finally, it's time to go home! But don't worry about being punctuated at the airport. Always confirm the time first, but it's still not for certain. The flight is either too earlier that you'll definitely miss, or at least 1.5 hrs late, international and domestic! And the international airport in Deli is a chaos. No matter how civilized you are, you'll eventually turn into a barbarian after all. You'd cut in line, start yelling at ppl, paranoid about missing the flight, blah blah blah... Then, you left this country like refugees from the battle fields, horrified, stinky and angry.
Well, at least that's how my team mates and I felt.
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What it means in Bisaya (one of filipino's dialects) is "I love Caohagan!!" It's a small island locates 15km away from Cebu. The size is small that it only takes 40 mins to walk around the entire island.
*more to come, stay tune!* | | |
| this chinese new year is not so happy to me cuz i lost my dog yesterday.
sigh, i hope she comes back..... | | |
| Happy Valentine's Day to Everyone! Happy Birthday to ME!  | | |
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