<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807341790666559439</id><updated>2011-11-02T08:35:28.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Road</title><subtitle type='html'>From Bangkok, my city, my home.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>White Collar Cabbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14636518435836641353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Sxvs53oCDbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pPJYlWd7QhI/S220/Little+Bang+%26+the+old+Seaman.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807341790666559439.post-2206625628526538521</id><published>2010-05-19T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T03:05:38.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanghai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S_Pii3wcYFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/pJU_WCmVBvk/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S_Pii3wcYFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/pJU_WCmVBvk/s320/008.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom always says, 'Start with a full tummy!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;y very first visit to Shanghai and hopefully it would not be my last.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here are a few pictures I managed to take of this facinating city.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My story has yet to be written so for now just enjoy the photographs - these should speak more than a thousand words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S_Pi-np3oqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/guJTzxIZnTc/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S_Pi-np3oqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/guJTzxIZnTc/s320/009.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yup, the famous Siew Long Pao!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'll break&amp;nbsp; tradition and add a few pictures in colour simply because Shanghai nights is so vibrant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S_PkdmFn60I/AAAAAAAAAKE/57zjyNivWH8/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S_PkdmFn60I/AAAAAAAAAKE/57zjyNivWH8/s320/010.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Street scene close to my hotel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S_Pk4wb0PkI/AAAAAAAAAKM/4tw51Aze6JU/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S_Pk4wb0PkI/AAAAAAAAAKM/4tw51Aze6JU/s320/016.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shanghai version of the 'tuk-tuk' that speeds equally as any in Bangkok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S_PlfwLqn2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Nc8kK_9kEUs/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S_PlfwLqn2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Nc8kK_9kEUs/s320/012.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A very fashionable part of the city&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807341790666559439-2206625628526538521?l=whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2206625628526538521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2010/05/shanghai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/2206625628526538521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/2206625628526538521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2010/05/shanghai.html' title='Shanghai!'/><author><name>White Collar Cabbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14636518435836641353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Sxvs53oCDbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pPJYlWd7QhI/S220/Little+Bang+%26+the+old+Seaman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S_Pii3wcYFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/pJU_WCmVBvk/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807341790666559439.post-872295482328281525</id><published>2010-01-23T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:04:38.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brussels: Important, unimposing, beautiful, small, lively.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v7HFCl1lI/AAAAAAAAAIw/b-eh_aClwe4/s1600-h/SNC10327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v7HFCl1lI/AAAAAAAAAIw/b-eh_aClwe4/s320/SNC10327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just thinking about Belgian chocolates and one can easily forget about dieting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v7lhFbJEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GVDO-QJAyN8/s1600-h/SNC10326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v7lhFbJEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GVDO-QJAyN8/s320/SNC10326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Window display&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v8Sm4mxWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/yRbG6Y3Ru5c/s1600-h/SNC10324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v8Sm4mxWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/yRbG6Y3Ru5c/s320/SNC10324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fries, anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v8eV5UksI/AAAAAAAAAJI/G-DXBvaTAEY/s1600-h/SNC10322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v8eV5UksI/AAAAAAAAAJI/G-DXBvaTAEY/s320/SNC10322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Steeple at a different angle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v9Hi43vkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KQz9XqI3KlM/s1600-h/SNC10340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v9Hi43vkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KQz9XqI3KlM/s320/SNC10340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Professional courtesy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v9VQER1OI/AAAAAAAAAJg/WwO-_sAcyZU/s1600-h/SNC10309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v9VQER1OI/AAAAAAAAAJg/WwO-_sAcyZU/s320/SNC10309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Murals at a train station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807341790666559439-872295482328281525?l=whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/feeds/872295482328281525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2010/01/brussels-important-beautiful-lively.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/872295482328281525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/872295482328281525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2010/01/brussels-important-beautiful-lively.html' title='Brussels: Important, unimposing, beautiful, small, lively.'/><author><name>White Collar Cabbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14636518435836641353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Sxvs53oCDbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pPJYlWd7QhI/S220/Little+Bang+%26+the+old+Seaman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v7HFCl1lI/AAAAAAAAAIw/b-eh_aClwe4/s72-c/SNC10327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807341790666559439.post-3833466541537123722</id><published>2010-01-23T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:40:49.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in Mumbai.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v3cEBRSbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/doxmmKaV3xw/s1600-h/SNC10492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v3cEBRSbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/doxmmKaV3xw/s320/SNC10492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The majestic Gateway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mumbai? Wow! isn't quite enough&amp;nbsp;to express how I felt when I visited the city.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Had a great day roaming about and I found myself wishing I had more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v3zdO1H8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/c6dLqgFQgmc/s1600-h/SNC10491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v3zdO1H8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/c6dLqgFQgmc/s320/SNC10491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The mega city and her trees &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v4804x16I/AAAAAAAAAIo/X5odHA1E4l0/s1600-h/SNC10489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v4804x16I/AAAAAAAAAIo/X5odHA1E4l0/s320/SNC10489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The die hard, original Fiat and Ambassador taxis&amp;nbsp;continues to whisk the commutor retro-style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807341790666559439-3833466541537123722?l=whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/feeds/3833466541537123722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-in-mumbai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/3833466541537123722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/3833466541537123722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-in-mumbai.html' title='A day in Mumbai.'/><author><name>White Collar Cabbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14636518435836641353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Sxvs53oCDbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pPJYlWd7QhI/S220/Little+Bang+%26+the+old+Seaman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1v3cEBRSbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/doxmmKaV3xw/s72-c/SNC10492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807341790666559439.post-4496236658234802450</id><published>2010-01-21T12:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T07:08:02.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Androids!</title><content type='html'>First, a few pictures of my old trusted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1rdQbCf6CI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ITLYCuo-1io/s1600/SNC10528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1rdQbCf6CI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ITLYCuo-1io/s320/SNC10528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1rdQbCf6CI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ITLYCuo-1io/s1600-h/SNC10528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before I begin my story about my Android phone, I'd like to say how much I enjoyed using my Palm Treo 750.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was a truly 'smart' phone which never left my side&amp;nbsp;on any given day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It has travelled with me, through thick and thin, through&amp;nbsp;places near and afar,&amp;nbsp;crossing vast oceans and up many mountains - even to the peak of Titlis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By a way side restaurant in down town Bangkok; some might even call it a poor man's nightclub.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The food served is of excellent quality, and clean.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here, you can see my Treo, beside the local fare - Singha Beer, Tom Yum Fish soup and a ready plate.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was drooling while this picture was being taken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1reta6HX3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/BvzwsaiyqZs/s1600-h/SNC10359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1reta6HX3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/BvzwsaiyqZs/s320/SNC10359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My Palm Treo, enjoying the cool and crisp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;late autumn sun in Brussels, next to my pipe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1rgdNBr3sI/AAAAAAAAAH4/B8lAXkOPadE/s1600-h/SNC10356.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1rgdNBr3sI/AAAAAAAAAH4/B8lAXkOPadE/s320/SNC10356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just couldn't resist taking this picture.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We were sat along the pavemet in front of the restaurant and while waiting for our food to arrive, I had already begun taking pictures.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; First, my Palm&amp;nbsp;Treo (a&amp;nbsp;ritual I never fail to forget), followed by the company that I was with.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then comes along this gentleman:&amp;nbsp;tall, composed,&amp;nbsp;very bookish.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He&amp;nbsp;captured&amp;nbsp;my attention because he was absolutely absorbed in his reading.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I even thought to myself if he was&amp;nbsp;submerged in&amp;nbsp;a Dan Brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Author's message:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry I did not ask&amp;nbsp;permission from the subject of&amp;nbsp;my photograph.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You made this picture so interesting, I just couldn't help myself from taking your portrait.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Please let me know if you would like&amp;nbsp;me to remove it from my blog but in all honesty, I'd&amp;nbsp;be very happy&amp;nbsp;if you allowed me to have it here.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thank you, kind sir.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And now...the Android!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1rorGhd3sI/AAAAAAAAAIA/AdrHYTLatzs/s1600-h/SNC10633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1rorGhd3sI/AAAAAAAAAIA/AdrHYTLatzs/s320/SNC10633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;HTC Hero and Palm Treo 750&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It would be unfair to make a comparison between the two as technology is never at a standstill.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Again, my only concern is my inability to master the capacitive screen.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I find it a daunting task to key in the text in spite of all the gizmo they have packed into this little wonder.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The touch screen has a neat feature where one can run his/her fingers along the QWERTY keypad screen and once the correct alphabet or numeral is found, by simply lifting the figure, the input is complete.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; However, I find that even this takes longer than simply keying in from the conventional keypad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Apps and widgets?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here the Android excells!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One can easily download apps through thin air and have it running in no time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Freebies galore!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Just remember to compliment the programmer if you like the app.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Time passes by and with all good things in life, there comes a moment when changes take place.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mine came to me when my 3.5 mm audio jack failed to function.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No, not because HTC Hero made a poor phone but because I had short-circuited the device accidentially out of sheer ignorance.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; By then the much talked about Nokia 97 Mini had just entered the market and as much as I'd love to be the proud owner of one, I decided against it for the simple reason that it was way over my budget.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I went for the 'business-look' - the Nokia E72.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This phone was also touted as a must have, for power users and the business community in general.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I wanted to look smart, focused, no-dilly-dally but just here, now and for biz only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was a wonderful work phone&amp;nbsp;and Nokia had brilliantly packed in more whistles and bangs than I could ever imagin.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now notice the use of the past tense.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Even before I could blog about it or take a photograph of it,&amp;nbsp;I had&amp;nbsp;lost it and without a clue as to how.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(For the record, I&amp;nbsp;was completely satisfied with my Nokia E72.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Without my sleek "communicator" (oh, how I missed the first Nokia Communicators launched so many years ago!), I felt I was half dressed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Admittedly, I had two wonderful days of peace and quiet without having to answer the phone nor call anyone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The tranquility was short-lived.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the third day, I work up with a start only to realize that it was a Monday!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Without the right gear, I was doomed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My first three hours of the day was spent restlessly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A part of me was missing and I was not even registered on the grid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(To be continued....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807341790666559439-4496236658234802450?l=whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/feeds/4496236658234802450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-androids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/4496236658234802450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/4496236658234802450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-androids.html' title='Hello Androids!'/><author><name>White Collar Cabbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14636518435836641353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Sxvs53oCDbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pPJYlWd7QhI/S220/Little+Bang+%26+the+old+Seaman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/S1rdQbCf6CI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ITLYCuo-1io/s72-c/SNC10528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807341790666559439.post-8825656924366423266</id><published>2009-12-06T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T09:31:19.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning stroll with my sister along the streets of Bangrak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SxuIqYeFWuI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QBDJ5ZHoDxQ/s1600-h/Cactus.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SxuIqYeFWuI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QBDJ5ZHoDxQ/s400/Cactus.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cactus on my window sill. I thought this was such a lovely picture to remember my mother by. She is lovingly remembered as the pillar of strength in our family and carried all of our faults and limitations and simply loved us for what we are&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;e met at our usual rendez-vous, by the peer behind the Bangrak market.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 22nd November.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A date we will always remember - our mom's birthday - and how much we miss her.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She passed away two years ago at a grand age of 92.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Now, we make it&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;family tradition - all three of us&amp;nbsp;(our middle sister is out of town so she was unable to join us although we know how much she would have loved to be here) - to purchase fish from the market and set them free by the Chao Phraya River.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This was what mummy always did, on both happy and solemn occasions - be it a memorial&amp;nbsp;of one of our ancestors, a birthday&amp;nbsp;or even a lucky win&amp;nbsp;at the lottery.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She always has&amp;nbsp;the right reasons for making merit and&amp;nbsp;saying a prayer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We were there to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After releasing the fish (this time it was 2 eels and 6 catfish) back into the river and watched them swim away merrily, we decided to&amp;nbsp;have breakfast&amp;nbsp;in the tradition that mom used to enjoy - Jok (congee or rice porridge)!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The little establishment has been standing in this tiny soi (lane)&amp;nbsp;since forever!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The three ladies minding the store move about briskly, taking orders, serving dishes, cooking the jok.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All tables had been taken when we got there&amp;nbsp;and a queue had already been formed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lucky us, they were waiting for their 'take-away' so we didn't have to wait&amp;nbsp;too long before we were seated.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And the long wait began.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was after&amp;nbsp;we gobbled up&amp;nbsp;4 pairs of &amp;nbsp;'pa-tong-go' or&amp;nbsp;Chinese donuts that our jok finally appeared on the table.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Throughout all that while, we sat waiting patiently and so did the rest of the patrons.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was protocol to be patient for what was being&amp;nbsp;cooked was done&amp;nbsp;just for each individual...it was&amp;nbsp;personalized&amp;nbsp;cooking in its puriest form in spite of the humble surroundings&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SxuNBYm-W2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/EIYMrLrMOM4/s1600-h/SNC10503.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SxuNBYm-W2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/EIYMrLrMOM4/s320/SNC10503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Probably the finest 'Jok' joint in Bangrak district&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meal time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We ate and scraped our bowls clean and wanted more but upon seeing so many still&amp;nbsp;waiting in queue we decided to return to the peer and sip hot coffee - a la style of Bangkokians!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Along the way, we stopped at familiar stalls where mom used to take us to: a Thai desert/confectionary shop, a 'kao-gaeng' street stall selling food that is just for 'take-away', a shop selling goods we&amp;nbsp;offer to monks&amp;nbsp;in worship, the old lottery stall....the list is goes on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SxuOeGdq-qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/AiLr5-4nFBk/s1600-h/SNC10505.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SxuOeGdq-qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/AiLr5-4nFBk/s320/SNC10505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Some of the nicest Thai sweets/confectionary around town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SxuOrV4054I/AAAAAAAAAGw/bWNiuR2bcts/s1600-h/SNC10504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SxuOrV4054I/AAAAAAAAAGw/bWNiuR2bcts/s320/SNC10504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Necessities a monk would need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SxuQIBQpWrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4SPaDblojnk/s1600-h/SNC10507.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SxuQIBQpWrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4SPaDblojnk/s320/SNC10507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Irresistible&amp;nbsp;to my sister and most ladies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There was a cool spell that morning and we both wished that the gentle breeze would last.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bangkok is loveliest during the cool season, from&amp;nbsp;late November&amp;nbsp;through to February.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We laughed a lot along the way, all the way and in between the laughter I could hear my sister sing the songs we had grown up with - the happy songs that sounded melancholy because we were no longer the young and wild we used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807341790666559439-8825656924366423266?l=whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8825656924366423266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2009/12/morning-stroll-with-my-sister-along.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/8825656924366423266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/8825656924366423266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2009/12/morning-stroll-with-my-sister-along.html' title='Morning stroll with my sister along the streets of Bangrak.'/><author><name>White Collar Cabbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14636518435836641353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Sxvs53oCDbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pPJYlWd7QhI/S220/Little+Bang+%26+the+old+Seaman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SxuIqYeFWuI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QBDJ5ZHoDxQ/s72-c/Cactus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807341790666559439.post-7709561338263896346</id><published>2009-10-29T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:26:38.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only a cabbie will tell you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Suwga0n0K3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/omO_RoqVj34/s1600-h/blogpicdumplings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Suwga0n0K3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/omO_RoqVj34/s320/blogpicdumplings.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Caption: Dim Sum anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;here to eat,what to do,where to go...at prices just about anyone can afford!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (I haven't a clue how I can arrange/group together my suggestions under a subject heading so please excuse me for being disorganized...well...you're expected to expect nothing, remember?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where to spend almost nothing on a Saturday night (unless you choose to take possession of some of the curio you happen to chance upon)?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuwiEf0IJpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/e_XqCitGj-4/s1600-h/SNC10039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuwiEf0IJpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/e_XqCitGj-4/s1600/SNC10039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuwiEf0IJpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/e_XqCitGj-4/s320/SNC10039.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Caption: Typical Saturday crownd looking for bargains.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A must visit destination when visiting the Big Mango!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;My choice would be a stroll&amp;nbsp;around the Central Hospital (Rong Payabarn Klang), Bangkok.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Need to check for the correct name of this specific area.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; From early evening each Friday and right through to late afternoon of every Sunday, vendors, hawkers, collectors, connoiseurs of collectables converge.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bring a torch&amp;nbsp; with you as the street lamps are too dim for most of us to be able to scrutinize collectable objects&amp;nbsp;- from old trinkets, out of vogue spectacles to abacuses,&amp;nbsp; faded magazines to opaque vases.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A myraid of goodies&amp;nbsp;await the curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noodles for lunch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people in my town grab a bowl&amp;nbsp;noodles for lunch.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They are easy to come by, they are delicious and nutritious and costs under 35 Baht.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Noodles are very affordable, hence, my search for the yummiest noodles about town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pracha -utit Raod, from Si Yak Meng Jai: This single shop house offers some of the yummiest noodles yet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The proprietor specializes in the 'bahmee' or yellow noodles and serves them with a choice of roasted pork 'moo daeng', roasted duck 'ped yang' or crab.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Go&amp;nbsp; for it!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you happen to be heading towards the Rangkamhaeng Road coming from Si Yak Meng Jai, you'll find it on your left as you walk/drive down the first little bridge that you come across.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then post me your comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807341790666559439-7709561338263896346?l=whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/feeds/7709561338263896346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/only-cabbie-will-tell-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/7709561338263896346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/7709561338263896346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/only-cabbie-will-tell-you.html' title='Only a cabbie will tell you..'/><author><name>White Collar Cabbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14636518435836641353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Sxvs53oCDbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pPJYlWd7QhI/S220/Little+Bang+%26+the+old+Seaman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Suwga0n0K3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/omO_RoqVj34/s72-c/blogpicdumplings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807341790666559439.post-5121803133827044828</id><published>2009-10-28T11:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T11:54:00.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Past,present and the future entwined...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuiMx2r6LnI/AAAAAAAAACw/T7O1KaKHU2I/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397718941524700786" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuiMx2r6LnI/AAAAAAAAACw/T7O1KaKHU2I/s320/DSC00007.JPG" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caption: Spirals in a tumbler&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;f our lives are guided by destiny; if what we have experienced, are experiencing and will experience have already been written in the stars, is there any hope for us to change our course? While every action will always have a reaction and karmic deeds will always have outcomes, if destiny has already been pre-defined, how are we able to break away to set a new course?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuiMMhcqjqI/AAAAAAAAACo/hATZKWud7a4/s1600-h/SNC10005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807341790666559439-5121803133827044828?l=whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5121803133827044828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/pastpresent-and-future-entwined.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/5121803133827044828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/5121803133827044828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/pastpresent-and-future-entwined.html' title='Past,present and the future entwined...'/><author><name>White Collar Cabbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14636518435836641353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Sxvs53oCDbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pPJYlWd7QhI/S220/Little+Bang+%26+the+old+Seaman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuiMx2r6LnI/AAAAAAAAACw/T7O1KaKHU2I/s72-c/DSC00007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807341790666559439.post-1085775452383064946</id><published>2009-10-28T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T07:32:35.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from my 10 mega pixel digital camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuhCFgGaBFI/AAAAAAAAACA/Tj_IyizixBE/s1600-h/SNC10015_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397636815687124050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuhCFgGaBFI/AAAAAAAAACA/Tj_IyizixBE/s320/SNC10015_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caption:'Rowing home' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fter I rediscovered the joys of taking snap-shots with my built-in camera/mobile phone, I took another leap of faith; bought myself a 'discounted &amp;amp; discontinued' 10 mega pixel Samsung NV10. It is now my pride and joy! I carry it with me whenever I leave home and the devise has yet to fail me. Oh, I did have to purchase a spare battery for it, though.   Howeever, it's very user friendly functions seem to drain the power supply at a very alarming rate. Guess that's the only draw back to this fine gem of a camera. Must also mention the crisp Schneider-KREUZNACH lenses too. I'm far from being a photographer so expect nothing. I would like to share what I consider beautiful, interesting or memorable. Please feel free to share your photographs with your comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397639135928825378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuhEMjrItiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aak3QelDn2E/s320/SNC10005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Caption: Straight lines and shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I thoroughly enjoy bicycling during my free time. This healthy and 'costs-nothing' mode of transport has given me access to some very interesting spots in busy Bangkok. Pictures below is my steady steed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397640406579670866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuhFWhN571I/AAAAAAAAACY/ZyDLs1WCzDo/s320/SNC10001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Caption: Water stop for the old panting peddler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397641312180814418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuhGLO2CwlI/AAAAAAAAACg/P0wG36oMFR4/s320/SNC10003_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Caption: Just right of where my bicycle was parkied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807341790666559439-1085775452383064946?l=whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/feeds/1085775452383064946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/pictures-from-my-10-mega-pixel-digital.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/1085775452383064946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/1085775452383064946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/pictures-from-my-10-mega-pixel-digital.html' title='Pictures from my 10 mega pixel digital camera'/><author><name>White Collar Cabbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14636518435836641353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Sxvs53oCDbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pPJYlWd7QhI/S220/Little+Bang+%26+the+old+Seaman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuhCFgGaBFI/AAAAAAAAACA/Tj_IyizixBE/s72-c/SNC10015_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807341790666559439.post-3085813274094206826</id><published>2009-10-28T05:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T04:31:26.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photographs from my digital pinhole camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;he amazing little mobile phones that are equiped with a digital camera has allowed me to pursue a childhood dream of being able to capture interesting images - in black and white. In the past, it was virtually impossible for me to take up this hobby as costs were very inhibitive. Now, I can just click away (sound included) at no extra costs other than the mobile phone/camera itself. So, here are a few snap shots I was able to capture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397625736425454562" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Sug4AmolO-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/Na6kyuHyC6I/s320/Framing+of+a+town.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Caption: Old town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This snap-shot was taken last October during one of my trips to Southern Germany. The picture below was also taken on the same afternoon. I just thought the pumpkins looked very interesting - they are much larger than those we have in my home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397625449915294658" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Sug3v7TPI8I/AAAAAAAAABw/yldX_45OGQ4/s320/DSC00081.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Caption: Baskin' pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuwfpHD3fRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nC4CmmII7kI/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/SuwfpHD3fRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nC4CmmII7kI/s320/DSC00079.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Caption: Autumn awaits by the front porch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please note that I will be changing the pictures periodically so stop by whenever you're in this space. Better yet, post some of your snap-shots and if you happen to have something in black and white, it would fit into my theme perfectly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And&amp;nbsp;to those techies out there, my tiny pinhole can take snaps with resolutions of up to 1.3 mega pixels.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807341790666559439-3085813274094206826?l=whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/feeds/3085813274094206826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/photographs-from-my-digital-pinhole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/3085813274094206826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807341790666559439/posts/default/3085813274094206826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whitecollarcabbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/photographs-from-my-digital-pinhole.html' title='Photographs from my digital pinhole camera'/><author><name>White Collar Cabbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14636518435836641353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Sxvs53oCDbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pPJYlWd7QhI/S220/Little+Bang+%26+the+old+Seaman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmlWvRKpPdI/Sug4AmolO-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/Na6kyuHyC6I/s72-c/Framing+of+a+town.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
