High On Hokkaido I: First Taste of Furano
Just three weeks after my European pilgrimage, I was on leave again. Another two weeks off, but instead of aunties I was with my hubby to Hokkaido, Japan's northernmost prefecture. Definitely a very different type of itinerary. He had planned the trip about the same time as my pilgrimage and delayed it due to the clash. Luckily for me, my leave plans were approved. Maybe it was because I had a lot of vacation days to burn. We flew on Air Asia X at 11:35 PM. Although it was a night flight, I took the day off anyway. On that day, mum was making dumplings for the second time. In addition to the usual bak zhang , she made the nyonya variety with bunga telang and candied wintermelon. Tried my hand at wrapping and tying the dumplings. Definitely learned a thing or two, but I couldn't quite visualise tying the tetrahedral package. Left home at 8:30 PM with a taxi booking. The fella stepped on it and I arrived at KLIA2 at just a little over 9:00 PM. The flight was on time