Trip to johor. Part Two.

Saturday was definitely a terrible day to go Johor.

Not that we didn't know. Previously, we went on Saturdays too.

Only this time we reach Immigration around 1 plus.

Oh I don't need to explain to you all those shoving that I had to endure.

But I guess mine is incomparable to those who were waiting in line in their vehicles. Boy could I imagine the frustration., moving an inch at a time on the road.

Hah.

While waiting in line at Singapore immigration, I bravely declared that I wasn't hungry at all.

How wrong was I. As we proceed to the next immigration, which seems to be infinite I might add, my stomach started to growl.

Of course, willful as I am, I still proclaim that I was not hungry.

:D

I have to confess that I was a little bummed when hoNey wanted to lunch at Secret Recipe.

To those who don't know, which I believe many of you don't,

I hate changes.

Changes and I just don't click that well.

I wanted Kenny Roger's. We always had Kenny's. Plus, Singapore Kenny Roger's is not 'halal'.

But, I changed my mind once my soup came.

Sourgrape as I am, I said it was an unmatched to Kenny's.

Hah.