Thursday, March 14, 2013

One day in Belfast.

Nothing much is going on with my life right now. I just finished my research last week . It was not really my research  but we were assigned to help this one consultant and a registrar to do a clinical audit. It is a part of our module this semester. Whatever. I'm not going to bore you with my boring medic-freak life. Anyway, after 6 weeks of collecting , processing and analyzing data,  they give me one month holiday. One month holiday means one month of being alone in Dublin. When Syamim and Shanaz went back to Penang for good last month, I didn't really cry.  Siap boleh pergi ke Kildare Village to shop right after I sent Syamim off.  Well, she did say " Just go shopping and feed your soul." Haha. I was not really sad that time may be due to my busy schedule. Now, I'm free, wayyyyy too free, so, all memories hit me.  The memory of me crossing the street with my pyjamas to Syamim's apartment at night. The memory of me eating at Zaika ( a halal restaurant near our library) with Shanaz at 1 a.m during our study week. The memory of our road trips in Portugal and Germany.  I'm not only crying every night but weeping to sleep. Not to mention, my dear hormone around this time. Ah, woman. After a few days of weeping and moody, en.wonderwall finally forced me to go out and he actually asked me to go shopping. 0.o Today, i went out to regain my shopping mood. Just the mood. Walking along Grafton Street with no purpose, checking the latest LV designs, staring at a Channel handbag for a few minutes ( wondering why this 'thing' is super expensive) and I ended up buying nothing. Ok,fine I grabbed one cardigan at Zara ( and a handbag.heh) because they got sale and I dah lama tak shopping. Tomorrow, we are going to have international food night and on Friday, I'm going to Amsterdam. At least, I have something to do next week,no?

Anyway, back to my post title, I went to Belfast last weekend. So, here are some pictures. 

Inside the Titanic Museum.

The model of first class room in Titanic and it was only 26 pounds per night! 
I mean, that was the rate in 1912.

 Outside the museum.

The city of Belfast itself is more or less similar to Dublin city for me. Besides, it is just 2 hours away from Dublin city. The people,are mostly Irish so, you can't hear British accent there but they do have their own accent and it is a bit different from Irish accent. Anyway, I love the Chinese buffet there. It is halal and pretty cheap compared to buffet we have in Dublin.

Now, I'm hungry.


Anonymous said...

and you are still slim. why?why?

NA said...

oh honey~

nisa said...

are you getting taller or skinnier?

NA said...

i would love to say taller but haih,