Nadia. 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. What say u...
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[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. 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. 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! - 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. We did not kill each other. What do shopaholics do in NEW YORK? Go figure. I speak Graphics.
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Friday, March 10, 2006 Whatever happened to *BEAR*. Mind Boggling The Sequel. Well Ok, let me give u a lil preface, a lil introduction. U see, it was 8 years ago and I was just this lil, SYT. (MUAHAHAH! Huge huge laughter of indifference!) Oklah maybe not so little. I was never little. I grew up, never being little. I mean, I ever was skinny. I know it's hard to convince you now. But honestly, I grew up with "endearing" nicknames like, "Tiang", "Kedengkik" and "Olive", just to name a few. But my point is, I was once skinnny, but I was never little. Hmmph, Sweeeeeeeeeet? ...subject to public consensus... but I was certainly YOUNG! Ok ok, on a serious note now, I was in Jc then. JJC, to be exact. Yes that building that just about anyone could easily blunder for a Biscuit-producing, flatted factory. Anyhow, great memories I had of my days there. Fondest ones, not-so-good ones, but edifying, really! Anyway, one day, that faithful day, when i was in JJC, about 8 years ago, I was outside one LT, can't recall which one, studiously acting studious. When my recently, reconciled-by-accident, "The Me" friend, introduced *BEAR* to me. Since then, I've been a proud owner of *BEAR*, having had gained uncontended, full, custody. Oblivious to his very reason for doing so, I took it anyhow. I thought it was a nice gesture. Period. I never asked anyway. And he never told me either. And now 8 years later, he asked me if I still remember *BEAR*. And that if *BEAR* still exist. But I can't answer his questions on the pretext that I am a very private person.... (like I don't share private *BEAR* details, stuffs like that...) Ermmm.... Well...ofcos I remember *BEAR* and I know what happened to *BEAR*. It's just that if I tell him, then I may have to kill him, or he'ld kill me instead. Either, none of us will survive to relish the ending. But Of cos I didn't eat *BEAR*, Neither did Musang, Kerli nor Princess. *BEAR*'s nowhere collecting dust either... like he has suggested in his blog. And I didn't put *BEAR* up for adoption... *BEAR*'s NOT at the Salvation Army. It's....it's.... I'm sorry! I can't do it... "The Me", if you're reading this, this message's for u... I promise I won't lie to you....but honestly, I can't tell you the truth. (cringe!) |