My Travel Journal "...everyday is a winding road."...

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Is my name... My day job is not a journalist. And I don't run a travel agency. I travel a tad more than an average person does, that's cos it's what I do for a living. For the time being at least. Envy me not cos the job glitz goes just as far as the does, in between, it's (*7%!#@@?). Just another job, that's what I mean. But I love it and I love it, and I'm grateful. Anyhow, welcome to my weblog. In here, you'll get, if not little, scanty info on my globetrots and travels. Do not expect detailed accounts, nor travel-guide type facts and figs. Just some idiot-proof, Info-Sharing-101, you could find handy if you're looking up destinations, I've been to, myself. Feel free to indulge, heed my advice, dump it, comment, pop your queries or judge me, for all you fancy. All info are true at point of publishing, unless stated otherwise. Hmmph, just one advice. I share cos I'm naturally nice like that, but I'm not always, always right. Don't say I didn't warn you.

[maa-lee]
Capital city of Maldives.
Group of atolls in Indian Ocean.
Location: Southern Asia, South-southwest of India.
Flight time: Approximately 6hrs from Singapore Changi Airport.
Climate: Tropical; hot, humid; dry,(November to March);
rainy,(June to August).
Ethnic groups: South Indians, Sinhalese, Arabs.
Currency: US$.
RecommenD-O-Meter:
MUST!MUST!MUST!GO!

*Down Under*
Brighton Beach, Melbourne. South of St Kilda. Bright and strikingly colored bathing boxes, line the beaches. These bathing boxes, used also for the storage of clothes and sometimes small water crafts, are private change rooms. Found mainly on Brighton and on the beaches of the Mornington Peninsula.

*Down Udder*
Christchurch, Nz. Mt Hutt, opens from early May until late October. One of the longest seasons ski resorts in New Zealand. The road to the mountain base is not for the faint-hearted but once there, you will experience world-class skiing, and breath-taking views. Elevation is 2075 metres, with 365 hectares of ski terrain.
*Almost

-ous*

"Fame costs, and right here is where you start paying."
Driven by that fame-ous motto, a group of talented youths attended the New York High School of Performing Arts, to uncover the true price of FAME.
Running Time:
2 hours 40 minutes
Venue:
The Aldwych Theatre, London.
Travel:
Nearest Underground: Covent Garden
Nearest Rail: Charing Cross
RecommenD-O-Meter:
If u're into dancy-disco-jiving,this musical is rhetorically,
RETRO-rical!
It's an Ultimate
Ah GO!GO!
*Delhi*
- Sarojini Nagar
Clothes,ethnic footwear and accessories. Factory rejects, baring labels from Zara, MNG, Miss Selfridge and Style&Co...Good luck with the rummaging though!
- Delhi Hutt
Bric-a-Brac. Cheap and bargainable ornaments.
*Sweetdreams my LAX*
*Istanbul*

*CLICK HERE* for an excerpt from a travel memoir by Tom Brosnahan. If I could have his dialectology, those will be my exact words too.
*Shopaholic and Sister*
We did not kill each other.

*Shopaholic in Manhattan*
What do shopaholics do in NEW YORK?
Go figure.

Pictorial Therapy.Trigger Happy.Visual Feasting.Eat ur Hearts out.
*CLICK on PICS*

*IslamicFinder* *BBCWeather*. *ForexConverter* *HotMail* *FrienDster*

*RaiHaN* *NiNiE* *InTaN* *NaNiZ* *MahD* *SaB* *PrInCeSs* *LiN* *YaRa* *EpuL* *LuLu* *FiNa* *DrUbiLeE* *YaNnI*

...all u gotta do is ask...

.February 2006.March 2006.April 2006.May 2006.June 2006.July 2006.August 2006.September 2006.October 2006.November 2006.December 2006.January 2007.February 2007.March 2007.April 2007.May 2007.June 2007.July 2007.August 2007.September 2007

Please... This is NOT a travel guide. So read and heed at your own risk. I will not be held liable for your holiday plans that go bust on you and neither should any part of this blog be excerpted without prior permission. Like I've mentioned, I'm usually nice, but I'm ONLY, usually nice.

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Tuesday, February 21, 2006

After the conversation I had with Leo on "Judging"

...this song just keeps playing in my head...

When I was 7

They said I was strange

I noticed that my eyes and hair weren't the same

I asked my parents if I was OK

They said you're more beautiful

And that's the way they show that they wish

That they had your smile

So my confidence was up for a while

I got real comfortable with my own style

I knew that they were only jealous cos

People are all the same

And we only get judged by what we do

Personality reflects name

And if I'm ugly then

So are you

There was a time when I felt like I cared

That I was shorter than everyone there

People made me feel like life was unfair

And I did things that made me ashamed

Cos I didn't know my body would change

I grew taller than them in more ways

But there will always be the one who will say

Something bad to make them feel great

People are all the same

And we only get judged by what we do

Personality reflects name

And if I'm ugly then

So are you

People are all the same

And we only get judged by what we do

Personality reflects name

And if I'm ugly then

So are you

Everybody talks bad about somebody

And never realises how it affects somebody

And you bet it won't be forgotten

Envy is the only thing it could be

Cos people are all the same

(The same, the same)

And we only get judged by what we do

(What we do, yeah, yeah)

Personality reflects name

And if I'm ugly then

(Yeah, you)

So are you

People are all the same

(Oh, oh, oh)

And we only get judged by what we do

(What we do, yeah)

Personality reflects name

And if I'm ugly then

(Yeah, so are you)

So are you

"UGLY" - SUGABABES