Julian pergi mengembara in Belfast.

The Adventure Begins

The second stop of my journey was Heathrow Airport in London. I landed in Terminal 3!
Decided to go outside to feel the cool air, turned out it was 10 degrees.
Took 3 pictures and decided that 10 degrees was too cool for me.

I then walked to Terminal 1! It was a 10 minute walk underground where loads of HSBC adverts haunted me all the way. Then i checked into aerlingus flight to Belfast.

While waiting for my next flight, i decided to have some UK food. Well i know it looks like semi-Malaysian food * Popiah, or Chicken Caesar Roti Canai*. What to do, miss home what!
Ya i think thats my plane, Irish version of Air Asia. AERLINGUS. For all those people who dont know where belfast is, its in Northern Ireland, for those who dont know where Northern Ireland is, its in the UK. For those who dont know where the UK is, go ask my friend google.

And for those who dont know the diff between the UK, England, Wales, Ireland, Great britain, like me, go ask my other friend Wikipedia.
Im too lazy to string up wonderful beautiful sentences for all of you people reading this so, my sentences are pretty much straight to the point. Just like my grandma here in the picture, everything she says or asks you is straight to the point. However she goes to the same point over and over again. She's pretty though, thats why her grandson in the picture is handsome.
Most people might find the way i blog annoying, but i normally read a blog by looking at the pictures, if there is a block of words more than 6 sentences long, i skip it. Thus i like to blog the way i like to read blogs. Oh this by the way is my family whom i miss and love very much, and the mummy bear shirt is from Bangkok. 50 Baht, if you like shopping please go Bangkok.

i Know i should have put these images up first, but i like to keep the nice pictures in the middle, the climax so to speak. The way i blog is i type everything that comes to mind straight away, without thesaurusing or dictionary-ing to make myself seem intelligent. Cause i know i'm intelligent and thats all that matters, these are my wonderful friends who i'm accused by the group below of being Gay with. They're awesome and i miss them too.

This is a picture of me with my wife and two concubines. In reality, its a picture of three beautiful women with their driver and slave. The first just sounds better.

This is a picture of us Chongs, or some of us Chongs. Chongs love to eat, and we love to sleep as well.

 

This is where im staying in Belfast! its called Elms Village. Well i know i skipped alot of stories, like how my xray and medical report were of no use. But then its of no importance, there's no drama or excitement in a perfect uneventful immigration. Its a rare thing tho, i thank Mango for writing down " yi lu sun feng" on my ang pow, its an old chinese proverb meaning whole journey follow wind. For those who dont know Mango, i'll show u a picture next post.
Oh ya, im in OAK 2 ROOM 107.

This is my University. Queens University Belfast. I like to call it, Hogwarts.

In my Hogwarts, we use cars and bus 11s, not broomsticks, thats just a myth from Harry Potter.

My favourite shop in all of Belfast is Tesco. I go to Tesco almost everyday! That is my cute bear eating a chocolate brownie cookie. Tesco in UK is cheap, and the biscuits there rock my socks. Those in Malaysia dont worry, i'll bring some back for u guys.

This is the Great Hall in Queens University Belfast. Told u its like hogwarts. This is also the place where everyone met up on orientation day for international students before our International Dinner. More on that next post.