For some holiday; my mother lured me with a hotel stay -- knowing me, being such a hedonist -- it was too good to resist, the hotel room had internet service too... so basically I lived like a rich kid for two days, with fancy environment -- nice bathtub, comfy bed, soft pillows, AIR-CONDITIONING, clean sheets, clean air, HOT WATER, all those things made me really happy.
Then I find out we check out on monday, and the bus ticket back home to Singapore isn't until Tuesday 6pm. I'm staying over at this god awful kampung... I don't really mind that I'm losing a bed, but I do mind the toilet and dusty air.