Reply 1988


How’s it going? Can you believe my last post on Korea was back in August? Woopsie.  I really do suck at this blogging thing. On the bright side, I stocked up a tonne of photos in my archives which are ready to be uploaded and spammed on this page.

Actually there was a reason I took a small hiatus on taking pics of Korea. In fact I was practising…trying out new styles of photography and colors so I could grow. Whether I have succeeded or failed well, time will tell. I can’t really say I’ve made an outstanding ‘breakthrough’ but I believe with more practice and some new equipment I can finally evolve.

Oh also has anyone seen the drama Reply 1988? It’s the talk of the town apparently…I have seen the first series a few years ago and the feeling is the same I get when I visited to the Suncheon drama film set. You get to rent out retro uniforms and wander around the vintage town of Korea. This was before my time…but even though I had a small glimpse of what it was like back then…I got a feeling retro-Korea must’ve been a WILD period of time. All my seniors said so anyway…

Anyhoo— not gonna write for too long this time round. Hope you all had a great new year!

Let’s see what 2016 shall bring for this blog shall we?




The dynamic Indonesian experience was brought to a finale in Bali where the crew experienced their last moments appreciating the stunning yet raw beauty of the Balinese landscape and beaches. To be honest, before this experience the only thing I knew about Indonesia was Bali, my Indonesian friend Angie and that Julia Roberts movie.

But hey…can we first talk about how dangerous those monkeys are?? Not only are they greedy and cunning and little bandits…but they can be vicious too! There was a monkey who tried to bite a bracelet off this guy and when it didn’t work he pounced at him while baring its fangs (I got this on video). Stay away from them people…

The highlight for me was where a few friends and I escaped the crowd and had our own free time at Seminyak beach. It felt like the only time where we can really kick back and appreciate our surroundings, not to mention that killer fiery sunset. Sunsets in Bali are pretty epic I must admit…

This experience have been  nothing but incredible and I have met some inspiring individuals along the way.  It was great to hear their stories and to see how far they have come yet remain so down to earth and passionate at the same time.  I will miss you all.

*in collaboration with the Indonesian Ministry of Tourism, Wonderful Indonesia*



It was another 2am wake-up call where we were scheduled to see the sunrise at Mt. Bromo.  Not only were we deprived of sleep, but we all were feeling extra cranky.  We dodged countless pestering motorcycles on the mountain road, but the amount of dust generated from their reckless driving, made me almost want to kick motorcyclists off their bikes and bite their heads off.  Even when we reached the top the view was hoarded by bushes as well as other visitors fighting their way to the front.

All in all I could say this day had the potential to go very wrong, however there was light at the end of the tunnel as soon as the mist cleared up which enabled us to see the full gem of a view of Mount Bromo.  We then jeep’d down the mountain and entered the mountain desert where we rode our very own horses and hiked up to the crater…which smelt like fart btw.  

I was so relieved that the day had a complete turn around and can safely say it was one of the most memorable experiences I had during my stay in Indonesia.

*in collaboration with the Indonesian Ministry of Tourism, Wonderful Indonesia*

Temple Run


Starting the itinerary at 3am in the morning we zombied up to the Borobudur Buddhist Temple to see the iconic sunrise.   I was pretty much surprised myself that I was able to bust my arse out in the crack of dawn, so I should really thank Jess (Hello Jesso) and Nicole (That Food Cray) for making funny snapchats to help me power through it.  We climbed up the nine levels to the top of the temple where we waited with our flashlights.  While killing time making ghostly faces with our flashlights and goofing off, I also noticed we weren’t the only people waiting with our cameras.  I particularly remembered a cranky German girl who snapped at anyone who flashed their flashlight at the sight because she wanted to take the “perfect picture” – I get it.  It’s the early morning. Chill granny.

As soon as the first ray of sun peeked through the mountains the artillery sounds of cameras snapping away begun.  I however knew that my skills weren’t really good enough to take sunrise pics therefore I just watched and soaked in the moment. =D

Exploring the temple made me feel like Indiana Jones searching for some lost treasure.  With detailed, intricate carvings and sharp corners, I almost wanted to throw down a line of coins, import some monkey sounds in order to play my very own version of Temple Run.  During our expedition we ran into Riyanni who enlightened us on the meanings of the carvings and hand symbols.  With new sights and knowledge, my mind just couldn’t be helped in being filled with wonder and dazzlement.

I felt the rich history, wonder, and mysteriousness deeply embedded in the walls and foundations of this temple.  I was really intrigued to find out more about the temple, however whoever built this gem or its original purpose was not written anywhere and remains a mystery.  But it’s ok, the more mysterious it is the more appealing right?

Oh and whoever are stealing Buddha heads from the temples for money?  Curse you.




*in collaboration with the Indonesian Ministry of Tourism, Wonderful Indonesia*