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Of Conquered Places

Took daddy out into town today to show him around. Went to the night market. Or JB Bazaar as they call it. Walked around for a while. They've got some pretty cool stuff if you actually take the trouble to look around. 
 Passed this place by. 'My Little Corner'. It's a salon I read about recently where some of the local artistes go to apparently.
 No idea what this building is being used for but it looked...very colonial.
 And then I showed him this place. Roost Cafe. We went upstairs to see what it's like and he was really taken by it. Such a funky place with a really cool concept. Guess this is where I'll be hanging out on weekend nights from now on.
And after reading about this on the 'What's Going On In Johor Bahru' page for ages I finally gave it a try. Had saffron rose tea with pearls. Definitely this place over Chatime any day. Love the simple concept and their teas simply taste that much better. Very pleasant owner. Will be going back very soon.
                   
They actually used shipping containers to make this little place. Creative much?

Everything's been going really well so far. 
(I hope I didn't just jinx it.)
Finals in just over a week and then I'll be home again.
Really nice to have dad around for a little while.
God has been good.
:)

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