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Nadia.

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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 Image hosting by Photobucket 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...

Been There.Done That.

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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!
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*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.

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*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.

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

I speak Graphics.

Pictorial Therapy.Trigger Happy.Visual Feasting.Eat ur Hearts out.
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*Checklist*

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

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

TolDja So...

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Disclaimer.

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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Saturday, May 06, 2006

When love and hate collides...
" -I love you, I love you not..."
Tell ya, this love-hate relationship I've been sustaining for the simple fact that my life and every needs and wants depend on it.
Sometimes, I find myself totally, madly, deeply in love that I can't quite imagine life without it.
But sometimes, it just hit me, where I can't quite withold any longer. Pushing my button exactly where it torments, trials and tribulates.
That sanction, that binds us together, by a simple term called commitment.
Or by terms less generic, more elaborate, I'ld say,
bills to pay, mouths to feed, car instalments, insurance, shopping for essentials, shopping for pleasure, shopping for other reasons, shopping for no reason. Myretail bliss. I mean c'mon, what would I do without my JOB?
Ofcos I love it!I Love it! I LOVE IT! Lurvvvve it!
But sometimes,
sometimes.....
Shit happens....
Just yesterday for instance, while I was in a state of unconked, too unglamarous for imagination. The phone rang and a voice that sent shivers down my misaligned spinal discs went,
"Flight Stewardess Nadia, U have been activated for flight duties. Please press 1 to acknowledge and receive this information."
I jumped! Literally! I dialled 1 in the hope that I could have been activated for some turnarounds, that'll allow me to hit the sac once again. For a couple of hours, at least considering that I have had a late night. A later flight I had hoped for.
Hell nO!
I had to report for briefing at exactly 0730HRS, nightstopping in Sydney, and it was already 0545am!
I live in the west, I haven't had my nails painted, my bag is unpacked...and...did I mention how rude-shocking an automated voice message could sound, that time of the morning! Waking me up from a deep slumber.
I called Control just so they know that I dun live at Terminal 1.
And they had allowed me to skip briefing and report straight to the aircraft. A certain Lee Luyi had called in sick, at the very last minute.
A series of reflexes took over which includes throwing clothes for outstation use, out of my bag for I had foreseen full-on hibernative, isolating myself from the rest of the crew mode, after touch down so I could continue to sleep, flailing and replacing them with toiletries, yelping, mandi koboi, cursing "darn it!" like a thousand million times, plastering make up over face, a few hand gestures in the air, toiling and piling hair up into a bun, and spraying it, making it reALLY highly flammable, imagining what I could have done instead, if I hadn't so wanted to SEE THE WORLD! Imagining sleep! IMAGining Lee Luyi and what the heck she was thinking reporting sick so close to reporting time! How considerate! WhY had I wanted to be an air stewardess? Just medicine for wanting to see the world huh...?
Someone passed a mantra, "NAH AMIK KAU OBAT!!!"
It's not all glitzy you know, sometimes, it's MADDENING like that!!!

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