17 Dec 2014

MIN-Gone Hobbiting

This trip was the many of firsts: First time in New Zealand, first time being ahead in time comparatively to everyone else in the world, first time having indigestion so bad I puked, e.t.c. New Zealand is my definition of summer, as they have comfortable sweater weather summers with the country dwellers not having to sweat it out while being grilled by the sunshine that is so strong its skin cancer inducing. As usual, neither my mum nor I could drive, so we joined a package tour to the North and South Island of the Hobbit's hometown.

Before you think I'm a big fan of the Hobbit, I'm sorry to say that I have never watched a full movie of LOTR/The Hobbit and I'm more of a hugeass Potter fan having read all of the books and watched all of the 8 movies and getting so emotional when Dumbledore died. #TEAMPOTTER but yeah still I decided to head down under and discover this wonderful land of which many of my friends have fell in love with.

Started our trip in North Island from Auckland, then to Rotorua and back to Auckland again. North Island's focus was mainly on the Maori culture and it was heartwarming to see the kiwis placing so much emphasis on preserving the aboriginal heritage. Not many other countries do the same so I felt pretty touched to see them so proud to present their culture to us tourists. Experienced some Maori Madness when I was pulled out of my seat to do some... Maori dance (Till this date I have still no idea what I was doing on stage. My face throughout the whole thing was just like a SAVEMEIMDYINGFROMEMBARRASSMENT) during the Hangi Feast and performance on some fateful night in Rotorua.

South Island was all about scenery.... and also sleepless nights spent having truth or dare/beer and cider/card game parties with the rest of the teens in the group till like.......... latest 4am? We just died the next morning I swear. But this is my first time meeting people so insane within the group, we did so many crazy things like attempting to invade a cow grazing pen, taking jump shots and sitting down in the middle of the road, climbing over balconies, prank-calling our tour guide past midnight, e.t.c. I can't even describe how much (mindless) fun I had with these people for 10 wonderful days of my winter break. Best groupies, ever.

Looking out of the window yesterday in the bus back from school, I listened to Kodaline's Brand New Day again and reminisced about the days when there was nothing outside the window except for mountains, plains, rivers and millions of sheep and cows. Then, I realised, sadly, that it would be hard to recreate the same feelings I got back in NZ whilst listening to that song on those long coaching journeys.

But nonetheless, I would totally do the same things all over again.

Riding on waves, walking on sand 
Digging in caves to find the treasures of the land 
And if we find gold 
Well, we’ll just throw it away 
We can write stories bout the journeys that we made 
(we could be big in Japan) 

 I’ll be flicking stones at your window 
I’ll be waiting outside 'til you’re ready to go 
Won’t you come down? Come away with me 
Just think of all the places we could be 
I’ll be waiting, waiting on a brand new day 
Waiting on a brand new day 

They said they’ll keep me here 
But I couldn’t do another year 
I said I’ll see you soon 
Because I whistle to a different tune 

Think of all the places we could be 
Think of all the people we could meet

Stay hipsterrrific,
Ming Rui

24 Nov 2014

Back in Berlin!

END OF FIRST SEM IN ADM! (that rhymes oddly) will do a post about that but first, let me carry on with my post thread on Berlin! God it has been almost a year since I returned from Eastern Europe but have no fear my inner wanderlust bugs, I'm leaving on another trip next week!

I visited Berlin once in 2011 and went to many many historical museums that mainly focused on the topic of the Cold War. Trust me, museums everyday were a killer, but I particularly enjoyed the Museum Island, specifically the Art Gallery.

Returned to the Berlin Wall only to find the famous mural of the two leaders kissing to be vandalised by homophobic imbeciles who didn't know the historical significance of the mural. It is extremely shitty to see someone's art get destroyed (especially having spent a sem in art school, making good art is NOT EASY!!)

Fast forward to my evening in Berlin: Went cray cray shopping and bought my first pair of Birkenstocks (limited edition ones at that too). It was initially supposed to be more pricey but the price tag marked a lower price for some reason. However, the salesperson decided to just sell it to me at the marked price!

A Must-Try when you're in Germany (if you have no dietary restrictions that is) is not pork knuckles, not all dat wursts and mule wine, but MC RIBS! It basically can't be found elsewhere except for Germany and it is a pork burger. Super tender meat, superb sauce to go with it, I just absolutely NEED to have it every time I'm in Germany (and I can eat it for every single meal till my mum tells me to stop it and choose something else)

I'm not sure why this post is typed in such a haphazard way but I guess it's because its 8PM and I haven't had dinner. Haha ok till next time!

Stay hipsterrrific,
Ming Rui.

17 Oct 2014


That box of chocolate coated goodness on the left.......... I AM GOING BACK TO GET MORE

Sansoucci Palace, Potsdam

So now we are back in Germany and our first stop was at Potsdam, a few miles outside Berlin. Some of you may have heard of Potsdam from the historical Potsdam Conference during the Cold War period. The place prolly didn't mean much to me then... maybe just the historical bit would interest me. But right now if I looked back.... the Sansoucci Palace has pretty interesting columns/buttresses/pillars/not sure exactly what are those with the sculptures replacing the different corinthian/doric/ionic orders on the top OK ART HISTORY STUFF SORRY

But the only thing I remember was my lovely guide at Potsdam whose husband came to pick her up after work with their puppy. The dog was really huge but really really adorable though.

THERE IS REALLY NOTHING MUCH TO SAY ABOUT POTSDAM so just sit back and scroll through the photos guys.

Stay hipsterrrific (I have no idea how to derive anything hipster from this post)
Ming Rui