We were so excited counting the days to go home. We only had 2 days to go and we will be on our way back home to our love ones. We are ok with the works but we are not ok with the foods. M is already skinny enough to us and she has reduced some more weights. As for my self and H, we did too but not too significant. The foods here made us craving for Nasi Lemak and Roti Canai. Oh dear… my stomach is singing right now, I would do anything to get those food now!
Today, a bombshell dropped on us! The hunk told us that they need us to stay back until next Wednesday as they need our expertise to help the local SME with their scope. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! I didn’t know how to tell the girls about this as M is dying to see her fiancé and H is missing her kids terribly. And myself… I want to go home to my baby and hubby!!!
With that, we have lost the mood to work and to even go for dinner. All 3 of us grumbled through out the night and also the following days… whining about the extended stay. This is the most painful trip I ever been made even though I’ve been away from home longer than this before. It’s just mentally torturing. We were supposed to go for a dinner with the hunk and the girlfriend but we cancelled it as none of us have the appetite to eat.
We ended up having dinner at the hotel restaurante. Too bad there’s nothing much we could choose from the menu. We were left with no choice but to order this ‘Pad Thai’. It was noodles with shrimp. We are sicked and tired with Pizza. Can’t shove that thing into our throat again.
To add to our disappointment, the food was so damn salty until I almost had a brain concussion while chewing and trying to swallow it. We returned the food to the chef and told him that we couldn’t eat it totally. And to tell him about the saltiness, took us a whole 15 mins talking like chicken and duck again. After 20 mins, the food arrived again and it was still salty ! No better than earlier. Suddenly all of us didn’t feel like eating anymore. We decided to leave and perhaps have a Maggie Mee later in the room. It was so frustrating!
As I thought, I ended up went to bed with hungry stomach after did some paper work. It’s another week before we could go home….. arghhhhhhhh….!!!!))&&^%$#@@@$
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Most Expensive Meal
Tuesday, we still have a bit of the jetlag hangover. But it was not that bad anymore. We love the breakfast provided by the hotel, simple but nice. Love the French bread…hmm..yummy. We didn’t have breakfast with the hunk as he’s having the breakfast with his girlfriend in the suite. It’s his girlfriend’s birthday….Ouchh!
For lunch, we went out with a local colleague to a Japanese again. But this time it’s cheaper and better. Again, we had a few round of chicken and duck talk. We just noticed that, we always had “adventurous” meal each time, especially when we tried to place the order. Dinner was at this Rialto Restaurante. It was recommended by the hunk. I do not know how to describe the place. It was ok but yet I don’t really like it. The staffs were ‘too friendly’ and pushy. Instead of we ordered the dinner, they placed the order for us. Or at least that how it looked to me.
When the dinner came, we had a shock of our life! It was a really huge platter of sea foods; prawns, lobsters, squid, one whole fish and octopus. It’s really too much for 3 persons. I would say we need at least 6 persons to finish that up. We were quite upset as we are not being informed about the size of the platter. It’s definitely a waste. To add to our disappointment, the whole platter was salty like they being cooked in salt!
The moment we set our eyes on the platter, the first thing that stroked my mind was it must be damn expensive…. And true enough that was the most expensive meal I ever took in my whole 30 years…. It’s equivalent to RM700 ++!!!. I got no choice but to use my card. We were freaking upset as the food didn’t deserve the price. We swore that we would no go back to that place ever again in our life.. ( Hahaha… as if we would come here again huh!)
For lunch, we went out with a local colleague to a Japanese again. But this time it’s cheaper and better. Again, we had a few round of chicken and duck talk. We just noticed that, we always had “adventurous” meal each time, especially when we tried to place the order. Dinner was at this Rialto Restaurante. It was recommended by the hunk. I do not know how to describe the place. It was ok but yet I don’t really like it. The staffs were ‘too friendly’ and pushy. Instead of we ordered the dinner, they placed the order for us. Or at least that how it looked to me.
When the dinner came, we had a shock of our life! It was a really huge platter of sea foods; prawns, lobsters, squid, one whole fish and octopus. It’s really too much for 3 persons. I would say we need at least 6 persons to finish that up. We were quite upset as we are not being informed about the size of the platter. It’s definitely a waste. To add to our disappointment, the whole platter was salty like they being cooked in salt!
The moment we set our eyes on the platter, the first thing that stroked my mind was it must be damn expensive…. And true enough that was the most expensive meal I ever took in my whole 30 years…. It’s equivalent to RM700 ++!!!. I got no choice but to use my card. We were freaking upset as the food didn’t deserve the price. We swore that we would no go back to that place ever again in our life.. ( Hahaha… as if we would come here again huh!)
Thursday, June 08, 2006
The Barra Saga Begins...
It’s 3.30pm on Sunday and we decided to go for an Italian Restaurant for lunch. Actually we were craving for bed but ones definitely could never get a sleep with hungry stomach. It’s just a 5 minutes walking distance from the hotel along the Barra beach or they call it Lucio Costa. Thanks God, the Restaurant Manager speaks English other than Portugese and the menu has English translation too. Again we ordered pizza and pasta. After lunch, we went back to the hotel and straight to bed. We slept through out dinner.
I woke up around 9pm and was so hungry. Ate some biscuits from home and caught a few movies on TV. Went back to sleep and woke up again every 2 hours. Oh… I sure hate the jetlag. At the end, I woke up about 5.30am and it was dawn already. Performed the prayers and did some ironing. I still managed to catch a few sitcoms on TV while getting ready for work.
Our jaw dropped when we set our eyes on him for the first time. Ouchhhhh! He’s gorgeous. He’s our focal point here and the team lead of the local project team. Hahahaha… if I could capture M’s face (one of my colleagues with me) that day…its definitely will turn out funny. We met him for breakfast as planned and whenever he left for the buffet table, all of us will be talking in Bahasa about him. It’s really funny and we kept smiling through out the breakfast and journey to the office. Ok enough about the hunk.
The office is quite nice and has an overhead bridge to the Barra Shopping Complex (BSC), the biggest shopping mall in Amazon. Lunch was at the Benki Sushi in that shopping mall. Yeah we had to go to Japanese as they offer seafood instead of meat. We made a plan for the night and planned to go back to that shopping mall for window shopping and dinner too.
We left the hotel around 6.30pm, grabbed a hotel cab to BSC. We asked the driver to come and pick us up around 9.30pm but he insisted that we call the cab counter back in the hotel later to arrange for the pick up. We went straight to the food court and look out for dinner. It was extremely though to find food that meets our taste and language doesn’t help much. After 30 minutes of strolling, we found a stall with seafood but they didn’t have menu in English. Oh dear… Oh dear… it took us almost 1 full hour to place an order. We don’t speak Portugese and they don’t speak English… it was like chicken and duck talk. But it was rather funny too…
When we got our order, it was totally different from what we expected. M said it looked like food for the prisoners. We took a few pictures of the food. I will put them here later. As M’s food was the one came first, H and I decided to change our order. And good enough they are ok with the changes. Mine turned out to be a bit better than M but still it’s out of our taste. H’s turned out to be like cheese puff even though she thought she order squid. We laughed like mad and it has become a joke of the day. We managed to finish dinner 2 hours later.
By the time we left the stall it was almost 9.30pm. We didn’t have the time to go for window shopping anymore. Just made it to the groceries store and grabbed a few bottles of mineral water and headed straight to the entrance where we came in earlier. On the way, we found a public phone. Goshhhhh!! The driver didn’t tell us that the public phone here only accept calling card instead of coins!!! We tried… we tried really hard to get the calling card later by asking people around us but it didn’t help at all. We walked back and forth tried to talk to a few people but nobody knew what we are talking and we didn’t know what they were saying. At the end, we just went outside to the parking pay booth and asked for possibility to get a common cab. The parking attendants were nice and they helped us to hitch a cab. We made it back at 10pm. We were so tired and the jetlag didn’t help either.
Spoke to Q for the first time since in KLIA the other day. I shed tears when I heard her voice. Goshhhh…!! I missed my baby miserably. She said she missed me too. Told her I love her so much and I will hurry home soon. I couldn’t continue as tears were running down my face. Each time I thought of her…I shed tears even as I’m typing this entry now…..
I woke up around 9pm and was so hungry. Ate some biscuits from home and caught a few movies on TV. Went back to sleep and woke up again every 2 hours. Oh… I sure hate the jetlag. At the end, I woke up about 5.30am and it was dawn already. Performed the prayers and did some ironing. I still managed to catch a few sitcoms on TV while getting ready for work.
Our jaw dropped when we set our eyes on him for the first time. Ouchhhhh! He’s gorgeous. He’s our focal point here and the team lead of the local project team. Hahahaha… if I could capture M’s face (one of my colleagues with me) that day…its definitely will turn out funny. We met him for breakfast as planned and whenever he left for the buffet table, all of us will be talking in Bahasa about him. It’s really funny and we kept smiling through out the breakfast and journey to the office. Ok enough about the hunk.
The office is quite nice and has an overhead bridge to the Barra Shopping Complex (BSC), the biggest shopping mall in Amazon. Lunch was at the Benki Sushi in that shopping mall. Yeah we had to go to Japanese as they offer seafood instead of meat. We made a plan for the night and planned to go back to that shopping mall for window shopping and dinner too.
We left the hotel around 6.30pm, grabbed a hotel cab to BSC. We asked the driver to come and pick us up around 9.30pm but he insisted that we call the cab counter back in the hotel later to arrange for the pick up. We went straight to the food court and look out for dinner. It was extremely though to find food that meets our taste and language doesn’t help much. After 30 minutes of strolling, we found a stall with seafood but they didn’t have menu in English. Oh dear… Oh dear… it took us almost 1 full hour to place an order. We don’t speak Portugese and they don’t speak English… it was like chicken and duck talk. But it was rather funny too…
When we got our order, it was totally different from what we expected. M said it looked like food for the prisoners. We took a few pictures of the food. I will put them here later. As M’s food was the one came first, H and I decided to change our order. And good enough they are ok with the changes. Mine turned out to be a bit better than M but still it’s out of our taste. H’s turned out to be like cheese puff even though she thought she order squid. We laughed like mad and it has become a joke of the day. We managed to finish dinner 2 hours later.
By the time we left the stall it was almost 9.30pm. We didn’t have the time to go for window shopping anymore. Just made it to the groceries store and grabbed a few bottles of mineral water and headed straight to the entrance where we came in earlier. On the way, we found a public phone. Goshhhhh!! The driver didn’t tell us that the public phone here only accept calling card instead of coins!!! We tried… we tried really hard to get the calling card later by asking people around us but it didn’t help at all. We walked back and forth tried to talk to a few people but nobody knew what we are talking and we didn’t know what they were saying. At the end, we just went outside to the parking pay booth and asked for possibility to get a common cab. The parking attendants were nice and they helped us to hitch a cab. We made it back at 10pm. We were so tired and the jetlag didn’t help either.
Spoke to Q for the first time since in KLIA the other day. I shed tears when I heard her voice. Goshhhh…!! I missed my baby miserably. She said she missed me too. Told her I love her so much and I will hurry home soon. I couldn’t continue as tears were running down my face. Each time I thought of her…I shed tears even as I’m typing this entry now…..
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Journey to Barra
We arrived in Barra 2 days ago after almost 30 hours of flight. It was really a painful one. Had a 2 hours delay in London and later about 3.5 hours delay in Sao Paulo. When we flew with MAS, it was like heaven in the air. The business class treatment was superb. Everything was so sophisticated from the facilities to services. No wonder they were awarded with the Best Cabin Crew of Year.
Despite of the well treatment and special facilities, I still had that air sick. I threw up twice and each time was after meals, just like a bulimic. I Watched 3 movies during that 12.5 hours flight. We reached London at 5.30pm. The next flight was supposed to take off at 10.30 but was delayed to 12 midnight instead. So, we spent sometimes in the Business Lounge. Wow… no wonder, ones had to pay so much for the Business Class ticket. The lounge is freely to be used by the business class flyer and the services is no limit. Food, internet, shower…everything is available at F.O.C. We tried to get some rest but were too excited with the airport’s shops. Thus, we decided to take a walk and find something that might be interesting to buy. After a few rounds in Heathrow, we didn’t buy anything. We are contemplating to get those later… on the way back.
We bought dinner at this restaurant in Heathrow by using a GBP45 meal voucher that was given to us as compensation to the flight delay to Sao Paulo. Hahahaha… we bought 3 pizzas, and 3 plates of pasta…we were so hungry we thought we could finish all. We gave 1 pizzas and all the pastas to a Singaporean uncle who we met at the Business Lounge. He works there as an attendant. We were the center of attraction at the Lounge during dinner. Hahahaha…Yeah! 3 ladies with all the foods as if we never got to eat on the plane at all. We took a nap after dinner until it’s about time to board on the next flight to Sao Paulo.
Even though the flight supposed to take off at 12am but it only took off 30 minutes later. I didn’t take any meals in that flight and slept all the way. The VARIQ business class is totally nothing compared to MAS. We felt like we were in the economy class instead. Very pitiful indeed. It was really not a pleasant one… with the uncomfortable seats and rough flight attendants. The stewardess and steward hardly smiled. We were not able to get any snacks in the plane…We sworn that we would never step our foot into this flight again after this trip. This would be the last and the final ones.
We arrived in Sao Paula around 7:40am, only to find out that we have to change our flight again to Rio. I checked my flight itinery again and it clearly states that we were supposed to fly with the same flight all the way to Rio with a stopover in Sao Paulo. We were tired and hungry. We even more disappointed as we found out that our next flight to Rio would be at 9.30am. I almost threw my heavy backpack with 2 laptops in it to the floor. Could you believe, they almost boarded us on the wrong flight later??? That VARIQ airline is really sucks! And our flight to Rio only took off at 10.30am instead. By the time we reached Rio, we were hungry like cow and tired like hell. We took the cab to a five star hotel in Barra. The view is breathtaking, my balcony is facing the Atlantic Ocean....
Despite of the well treatment and special facilities, I still had that air sick. I threw up twice and each time was after meals, just like a bulimic. I Watched 3 movies during that 12.5 hours flight. We reached London at 5.30pm. The next flight was supposed to take off at 10.30 but was delayed to 12 midnight instead. So, we spent sometimes in the Business Lounge. Wow… no wonder, ones had to pay so much for the Business Class ticket. The lounge is freely to be used by the business class flyer and the services is no limit. Food, internet, shower…everything is available at F.O.C. We tried to get some rest but were too excited with the airport’s shops. Thus, we decided to take a walk and find something that might be interesting to buy. After a few rounds in Heathrow, we didn’t buy anything. We are contemplating to get those later… on the way back.
We bought dinner at this restaurant in Heathrow by using a GBP45 meal voucher that was given to us as compensation to the flight delay to Sao Paulo. Hahahaha… we bought 3 pizzas, and 3 plates of pasta…we were so hungry we thought we could finish all. We gave 1 pizzas and all the pastas to a Singaporean uncle who we met at the Business Lounge. He works there as an attendant. We were the center of attraction at the Lounge during dinner. Hahahaha…Yeah! 3 ladies with all the foods as if we never got to eat on the plane at all. We took a nap after dinner until it’s about time to board on the next flight to Sao Paulo.
Even though the flight supposed to take off at 12am but it only took off 30 minutes later. I didn’t take any meals in that flight and slept all the way. The VARIQ business class is totally nothing compared to MAS. We felt like we were in the economy class instead. Very pitiful indeed. It was really not a pleasant one… with the uncomfortable seats and rough flight attendants. The stewardess and steward hardly smiled. We were not able to get any snacks in the plane…We sworn that we would never step our foot into this flight again after this trip. This would be the last and the final ones.
We arrived in Sao Paula around 7:40am, only to find out that we have to change our flight again to Rio. I checked my flight itinery again and it clearly states that we were supposed to fly with the same flight all the way to Rio with a stopover in Sao Paulo. We were tired and hungry. We even more disappointed as we found out that our next flight to Rio would be at 9.30am. I almost threw my heavy backpack with 2 laptops in it to the floor. Could you believe, they almost boarded us on the wrong flight later??? That VARIQ airline is really sucks! And our flight to Rio only took off at 10.30am instead. By the time we reached Rio, we were hungry like cow and tired like hell. We took the cab to a five star hotel in Barra. The view is breathtaking, my balcony is facing the Atlantic Ocean....
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