Great food from a nearby dumpling-noodle shop where we're staying at.
The spice really does look wicked, but apparantly not so. The waitress took Cheng-a-leng's orders for a lighter spiced soup based for Gramps' and her dumpling-noodle soup. Mine (top picture – spicy combination noodles) was full-blast, but it wasn't as bad as I expected. Thought the chilli padi was going to massacre my tastebuds *phew*
The soup looks life-threatening, but hell it was so GOOOOOOOOD!!!!! I'm going back.
So after late dinner, we made our way to Tonghua Street to visit the night market that ends at 1am.
But during the long and wet walk over to Tonghua St., weird itches came onto me. It was only when Cheng-a-leng stopped at the mouth of Tonghua St. to get some delicious-looking sausages that I finally stopped to check the funny itches on my hands. It's starting to spread. Crap, allergic reaction happening again. Gramps was panicking more than I when we had to rush back to the hotel to pop those antihistamines. Red lights we bumped into along the way back in the cab weren't helping much, but I was trying to calm and curb the panic and itch whilst chatting with the cabby.
I kinda OD-ed a little on the antihistamines when I was supposed to pop 1 Zyrtec and 1 Atarax. Instead it was 2-1, hell I had a good, soundless sleep that night!
This is how my hands-arms-thighs-bum (no, no nekkid bum shots) look within the hour after dinner.
Maybe they're itchy cellulite? LOL! This time there's no anaphylactic shock as I popped the antihistamines asap (or OD-ed on them), THANK GAWD.