The first storey was kinda like the main praying hall. Very brightly lit, air conditioned and like most religious venues, has this very artistic architecture about it. All those fine details, carvings... People will wonder, hundreds of years down the road, how on earth did their ancestors managed to do it. By the way, we went there to light up a candle for my brother since he was supposed to have 3 papers on the same day. Very symbolic as its like wishing that he can see light in the dark tunnel kinda thing.
The 3rd storey was a display room for the entries of a photography conpetition that they had. Well, personally it felt as if im back to my sec1-2 days when we are asked to make sense of some Surrealism art pieces. Why do people think of shooting from that angle, what each of the parts symbolised etc etc. I miss art lesson!!
The 4th storey was a mini musuem for Buddhism relics. eh.. Most of the people visiting are the westerners. Im pretty much surprised by the respect they pay to something that is not an integral part of their community. They may not be Buddhist, but the way they maintain an open mind is worth mentioning. haha.. most locals will briefly glance through the statues etc etc but they really read every single description! This particular statue captured by attention. I particularly like the proportion of the head to the rest of the body. Comic-like-cuteness=D
I like the fact that a golden ingot was made of mud/clay. Its a little philosophical for me I guess. Not to discriminate and not to live for the sake of pursuing only the golden moments of life.
Well, I think im not supposed to touch anything in a musuem. Note that I haven't yet touched it yet. But looking at a 'laughing-buddha' and not being able to touch the stomach and pull the ears felt WRONG. haha..
Of course there are those that makes you marvel at how our ancestors did it. Details and loads of details!
The 5th storey was a garden, mostly orchards. I love flowers. I love gardens. haha.. having grown up with loads of potted plants, I felt... at home (literally). haha.. 
There was a big cylindrical-wheel-like-rotatable thing that one is supposed to rotate 3 times clockwise. A ritual supposedly to make one's life more smooth sailing (purely my guess). With every round you rotate, there is this mechanism that makes a 'gong' sound. Special respect to the mechanical engineers! Given the chance, I would like to know how to create that too! But first guess is that the mechanism should be a rather straight forward one. Just give me a couple of days to observe... haha..
Went to Chinatown after that. Pearl centre where I spent most of my childhood days at. My mom used to be working in the offices there and I always tagged along=D Introducing my favourite dim sum: Har-Gao and my favourite pasam malam food: tapioca cake =DDon't like the way most dim sum sellers cheat my feelings and mix a little prawns to loads of chicken/pork. Hello. The reason why I ordered har-gao is because I like the prawns!!
hmm.. Yesterday wasn't a very good day.. first thing: I half-fainted in the morning in a chinese medicinal hall near my home while my mom was there for her finger. Images faded and the ear felt like there is water inside after a swim. The Chinese doctors managed to make me regain consciousness. They say that my blood circulation is kinda lousy. In the afternoon, I went to the Western doctor. Well, I was running a fever, accompanied with dehydration, low blood pressure and stomach flu. After sleeping for 20hrs in the past 24 hrs, I kinda felt alot better alr. haha... Good enough to blog at least. A little humor in all these was the fact that this is the first time Im having low blood pressure. Seriously, I always worried about getting high blood pressure since its in the genes. But low blood pressure is a little... Im alright already! Up and about=D
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