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Tuesday, 19 November 2024

West Malaysia 2024 — Kinta Riverwalk

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A Walk With a Hidden Agenda

A morning stroll beside the stream,
Fresh air and fitness — what a dream!
But Son had noodles on his mind,
Exercise? Just an excuse to dine!


Nam Heong Kopitiam — Wake Up! If Too Late, No Seats!

Our morning in Ipoh began with Son's urgent wake-up call.

“Wake up! Go late, no seats!”

Aiyoh! Cannot let Mother sleep another ten minutes meh?

Off we went to Nam Heong for the classic Ipoh breakfast — fragrant white coffee, half
boiled eggs and kaya toast. Simple, satisfying and worth getting out of bed for!


And About That Missing Shopfront Photo…

After breakfast, while heading back to Son's car, this clumsy elephant took an unexpected tumble!

Fortunately, nothing serious. Just a little bruised dignity.

Aunty: 0. Floor: 1.

At least breakfast was safely inside my tummy!

Nothing gets the morning going quite like a warm cup of coffee.
A couple of soft-boiled eggs! Silky, warm, and perfectly comforting, they’re just the thing to go with my morning cuppa 

And what’s a classic Malaysian breakfast without butter & kaya toast? 


The so-called "health conscious" family

Kinta Riverwalk — The Morning Walk Scam

After our hearty breakfast at Nam Heong, Son suddenly suggested a healthy morning walk at Kinta Riverwalk.

Wah! Since when did my son become a fitness instructor?

Off we went, with Mama in her wheelchair, enjoying the riverside greenery and fresh morning air.

I was feeling rather pleased with myself. Perhaps all that walking had burned off some breakfast calories!

Then Son casually announced, “Mother, let's go eat noodles!”

HUH?! Didn't we just have breakfast?

Hubby simply said, “Can eat lor.”

TRAITOR!

Only then did I realise the truth.

That morning walk wasn't for exercise. Son was making space for ROUND TWO!

Aiyah, what to do? Follow lor!

Here Is the Sinful but Equally Delicious Culprit + Partner in Crime

Four Hours. NO MORE FOOD!

After Nam Heong breakfast, our so-called healthy morning walk and Son's surprise noodle stop, I finally declared:

“ENOUGH! No more food for the next FOUR HOURS!”

Hubby kept quiet. Son agreed suspiciously quickly.

Aiyoh, I know this family too well!

All I could do was pray nobody would say those dangerous words:

“Eh, this one famous leh!”

Because on our family holidays, being full has never stopped anyone from eating again.

Four hours. No food. Please let Mother survive!

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