Chatuchak
The next morning, I hurried through the hotel's sumptious breakfast. Really, it's to die for. Crispy bacon strips, heavenly omelettes that were gently encasing melted cheese and mushrooms, awesome muesli mix, etc. Man, I felt that I've died and gone to food heaven.
Then we took the hotel's free shuttle service to the famed Chatuchak Weekend Market. We were both well-garbed in sundresses - ready to try out all types of clothes. MF brought her knapsack along and that proved to be a great shopping tool. It's very tiring for the hands to be lugging around oodles of plastic bags in such a wide area.
About Chatuchak, I'll let the pictures and captions speak for themselves.
Before entering Chatuchak:
Inside Chatuchak:
There was a sea of people in Chatuchak. I wonder... why??! Maybe it's because they are all smaller than I 
The tong sui (dessert) stand. One bowl was about RM1.50 each. Yummylicious and a heck lot of variety!
These pretty pots were going for about RM1 each. Would have gotten them had I the green thumbs to go with them.
Conclusion:
The Good: Overall, I was impressed with the cleanliness of the area and public toilets despite the crowds and amalgamated stuff sold there.
Some of the items were classy and reasonably priced. I got some nice vases for RM5 each and an elegant white scarf for RM18.
There were adorable (and weird!) pets sold there, too. I still could remember that alien-looking hamster we spotted. It looked like rather like a huge rabbit, but with a hamsterish face. Eeeks.
The Bad: It was hot, hot, hot. Plus most of the items sold there were not of that good a quality. You can tell that the colors would fade and the size will go askew after a few washes.
The Ugly: I felt fat, fat, fat. There were no clothes that could fit me there

That was the one main reasons why I hated Chatuchak so much. It was made for small-sized Thai lassies, not wholesome Malaysian gals.