Pasar... morning market, somewhere I used to go so frequently during my childhood time. So much memories being left at this smelly, dirty & damp place located in front of several shoplots... Had fun every morning when my aunt rode me to the pasar with her bicycle & I will never forget to put a small pillow at the back seat, else painful butt.. haahaa... Even the old one has been moved long time ago & now became parking space, this pasar (which I accidentally come by in a morning)... can somehow bring back some of the reminiscence... eee... brought me to the old time...
I can see that the auntie who sells vege is a pretty girl when she was young... :)
Those ol' time grocery shop, where you can play tikam...hiak hiak
poor chicken waiting to be slaughtered, eerie voice.. amitofo.
the feeling is coloured by the colourful ballons
the mall which pioneered in the pirate ship i guess... bigger than the one in any of the theme park in msia.. hee
