Christmas Day at The Pavillion

So, for Christmas, since we do not partake in any of the celebrations, we decided to head down to The Pavillion. On the way, the Federal Highway was jammed as everyone was tying their best to get into Mid-Valley. By the time we reached the area, it was already starting to fill up with cars and people. Luckily, we managed to get a parking spot in Low Yatt in under 10 minutes as we spotted a group about to leave after buying a lot of computer equipment.

The reason we're going there is because we needed to finish the Parkson cash vouchers before the year is over. And this time, its going to be used to replace my wallet and belt which both have seen better days. So, after our lunch at the packed Food Republic, we started to look for a proper wallet. I was teanmpted with the Camel wallets but once convinced the bored salesboy to place it in my grubby hands, the wallet felt disappointingly useless. Right now, we all know that apart from Clowns, Kristine is afraid of Santa Clause too.

Seating at the Food Republic was very crowded. It
did not help with a single person "chope-ing" whole
sets of tables and chairs. So, Kristine had to sit on
my lap as the idea of stacking chairs at this time is
a bit selfish.

"Daddy, I only want this much of chicken"
And so, I had to cut tiny chunks of breaded
chicken for her.

After the meals, Momy got them some blackcurrent drinks

Kristine posing for the camera

And again, at the Parkson entrance

And lastly, at the Pavillion Entrance
We just do not know how she get the
ideas for these poses. Maybe its in
the genes.

Yep, by this time, about six in the evening, traffic was
gridlocked. And more people entering the Pavillion

Took a shot at this guy because of the designs on his shirt
which looked like tiny blood streaks all over.

And so, to complete the day's journey, we had dinner at the
Esquire Kitchen where the food tasted worse than the one
in Old Klang Road. And the waitresses were not that "chou
lou" anymore. Haih. This is bad for business. Ha ha ha ha!

And what a surprise! Krsitine gets to meet another of her cousin,
Brandon from Ipoh, who is just a few months older than Kaelynn.
And so, we got them to shake hands

Which Kristine regretted afterwards; shaking hands with a boy