Friday, 30 April 2010

Au Revoir, Paris! Bonjour, La Provence!

A morning visit to Sacré-Coeur and I find myself staring out over whole of Paris. I wished the view would wowed me but the sky was overcast. How come Summer isn't all nice and warm?

Amelie was my introduction to the world of French movies and I have fallen in love with quirky French movies since. Guess what? I saw the guy, Dominique Pinon, who played Joseph in the movie strolling the streets of Sacré-Coeur. I've met someone famous! Met, saw, who cares about the diff.

After grabbing a Lebanon lunch of shawarma and a bottle of wine, Jean-Marie, Ralph and I rushed to the train station in  a cab and find ourselves on the 2.40pm train to Marseille of La Provence! We were having quite the picnic on the train. Ralph and I met his uncle (also his god-father) whom he has not seen in the past five years, while Jean-Marie was heading home. Sandy and Sheila met us at the train station, gave us the warmest welcome, then gave us a quick 15 min car tour around Marseille, then drove to Aix en Provence and gave us another quick 15 minute car tour of Aix They brought us out for a lovely French dinner and I had some lovely duck.

I think my plan to lose weight on this trip will fail. Not only will I fail, I will fail miserably. Yes, I’ve on my feet for most part of the trip but for every one calorie I burn, I ate five times worth! I need to stop eating but how dare one say no to French cuisine?! That would be blasphemy!

Sandy has quite the sense of humour which I absolutely adored. At 70 years of age, he’s ever so quick-witted and he simply tickles my funny bones. I am inclined to believe that he quite enjoy my still-to-be-perfected sense of humour too because he said “Sheila, this young lady has got a hint of Irish blood in her!” He called me “young”. It’s no wonder I adore him. Haha!

Sandy and Sheila is quite an item. They have been married for 44 years, has four children and seven grandchildren. They filled me with stories of their travel, Ireland, family and life over dinner and plenty of drinks. You can tell, by how they look at each other, how deeply in love they still are with each other. I wonder if I would ever find someone like that. Now, don’t get me wrong here. I’m not saying I want to get married. I'm talking about finding someone who’ll love me the same, if not more, after 44 years.

Thursday, 29 April 2010

Oui! Très chic!

Wii cycled down the streets of Paris today. Très chic! She nearly got ran over by a truck but she lived to tell the tale.  Très chic! Whoever suggested cycling down Paris? Off with his head! Oh wait, it’s moi. Let’s then not get violent, shall we? 

In the morning, we arrived at the Opera House only to find out ballet wasn’t on for the night. Sheesh, so much for spending my energy cycling the streets of Paris.

The day was spent walking the alleyways, paths, streets, passages - whatever you wanna call it - of the city. It was good exercise for me. Did I mention one of the goals for this trip is to lose weight? I reckon with the backpack and exploring the different places on foot, I’m sure the weight will come off quite easily. I think I’ve walked more than 10km today. I kid you not. 

Paris seems different this time. It’s more interesting this time and I believe it’s got to do with not having a sulking boy follow me around. I don’t bear grudges against him spoiling my first trip to Paris. Yes, I’m nice like that. If you are confused, just forget about the last two lines and read on.

As much as I love to play dress up during winter, I love how there’s still sunlight at 9pm at night. You don’t feel the night creeping up to you till you’ve exhausted your energy enjoying the sights, sounds, smell and tastes of Paris. Now, don’t get me wrong. I still don’t quite love Paris yet but I am enjoying my time here so far.

I Ain't No Backpacker

Mark my words when I say I'm going round the world in ready-to-wear. I ain’t no backpacker, I’m a flashpacker. I only travel in style, hon.

Wednesday, 28 April 2010

The Party Is Off to A Good Start

First and foremost, I have this to announce to the world – the “love of my life” didn’t send me off. “Love of my life” were Stalker dear’s words, not mine. She ended work at 11pm but didn’t make it to the airport in time to send me off. No wait, she did make it to the airport. But I was already at my boarding gate. I told her to do what all great Hollywood love stories perpetuated – run across the runway and stop the plane! She must have gone onto the wrong runway because I was up in the air at exactly 1.40am.

So long, love of my live! It’s only six short months before we embrace each other in loving arms again. Shorter, if you decide to join me in Europe.

The flight into Paris from Dubai was delayed severely for close to an hour. I was scheduled to land at 1.30pm but I only stepped foot onto Parisian ground at 2.25pm. And don’t even get me started again on the forgotten laptop charger and lack of roaming service on my phone.

You know how when you are traveling alone, you make an extra effort to talk to people? I was at the Dubai airport and was chatting with this guy who plays futball in OZ. We were discussing the game I watched back in OZ and that brought back good memories. On route to Paris, I was chatting with a guy who runs a business importing Thai rice into Paris, and another who had been in South Africa for the past eight months, setting up his surfing school. Then I set about thinking about giving up on the idea of the bakery which I was discussing with Ying before I left. Have I made a wrong choice here? But I’m not one to look backwards. The future’s the place to be. Oxymoronic, I know. Ha!

Anyhow, I arrived in Paris and nearly become an alien on the first day of my round the world in ready-to-wear trip.  Don’t you just love how that rolls off the tongue? Round the world in ready-to-wear trip

The lady behind the immigration counter at Charles de Gaud just waved me through and didn’t stamp my passport. She must have realized I have got black hair, a short nose, thin lips – in short, an Asian with a strange accent. Then again, it’s Paris; everyone’s got a strange accent. I went back to her and she stamped my passport without a second look at it. This is how all insecure the borders are and yet, these countries continue to make a fuss about the illegal immigrants.

I was looking a little lost at the train ticket counter. I had no coins and the machine won’t take my credit card. Finally, I found a coin-exchange machine which gave me about 343794327942 different coins for my 20 Euro dollar note. Nicely done, Paris. Then it was another 45 minutes on the train to the Gaud de Nord and finally, I’m in the city centre of Pareeeeee to meet Ralph. After spending 7 bloody Euros on the storage locker, off we go to smell  the Parisian air.

Ralph and I ended up at one of the many charming Parisian cafes and both of us went on and on about how badly our trip started. His credit card got rejected by the train ticket machine and was deactivated after he tried to with it. Also, he didn’t have enough euros with him to get a SIM card. Then he lost his OZ SIM card while he was in the train storage locker. And of course, you know all about the shit that has happened to me.

The trip is off to a very memorable start, I tell you. When you hit rock bottom, the only way to go is up. :)

At 6pm, we met up with Jean-Marie whom Ralph met at a backpacker’s in Thailand previously. He was on a business trip to Paris and he has kindly offered us a place to stay for our two nights in Paris. After leaving our bags in the apartment, we set off to explore Paris. 

Along the canals of Paris lie many bars, cafes and restaurants. I put on my party dress, 4” heels and a great smile. We strolled along the canal for two hours and at every other bar; we stopped to have a drink. If I had taken a picture of each set of drinks we had, my 4Gb camera memory card would fill very quickly, so I exercised some good judgement not to.

Dinner was my introduction to cheese. It was simply put, amazing. Now, I recommend any kind of cheese with sweet apple to anyone, even the most traditional cheese-lovers. Don’t say I didn’t warn you about being addicted to this orgasmic activity. ;)

Also, Jean-Marie taught me how to roll my own joint. Cigarette joint, not the ones joint you think. Duh. He said I make a roll a perfect joint for a first-timer and I simply said "I'm Chinese".

A cab ride home at 4.30am marks the end of my first night in Paris. We were putting up at Jean-Marie’s best friend, Bruno’s wife’s parent’s home in Paris. Yes, I could have just wrote “Bruno’s parents-in-law” but where’s the fun in that? I was dead tired and jet-lagged, and as soon as my head hits the pillow, I was in snooze land. 

Ralph and Jean-Marie decided they haven’t had enough, went out 15 minutes later for more merry-making and only reached home at 8am in the morning. I take my hats off to them! 

The First Email

Good morning from Dubai!

For all the hype and glamour stories about Dubai, the airport immigration is grossly understaff and inefficient. They should take a leaf out of Changi's book. Seriously, how does this airport win any award at all? It appears they only expect 30 passengers at any time, given the small security clearance area they have.

Now for even more positive news.

I forgot my laptop charger. WTF. I still reminded myself not to forget after charging it.

Then I found out my phone line doesn't work. I have to buy credits off Skype and call M1 to ask "WHY THE FUCK ISN'T MY PHONE LINE WORKING?" in the most demure manner. And they wanna blame it on my awesome HTC phone, saying it's the phone settings. I tried the sim card on Nokia phone and didn't work too! So I suspect they just activated auto-roaming service! Aargh! But good news is the phone line works now.

I just have to figure out how to solve the laptop charger issue.

What a way to start the trip eh! It's beginning to look like an adventure already! Or misadventures, for that matter...


How Bloody Smart

I forgot to bring my laptop charger. Sitting at Dubai airport and watching the battery drain. How fun!

And how bloody smart of me!

A Journey of A Thousand Miles Begins with a Single Flight

And so it begins!

I'll find myself in Paris at 1.30pm later. :)

Tuesday, 27 April 2010

Forever 19 In His Eyes

He still sees me as a little kid. In his eyes, I'm forever 19. He worries too much sometimes but he has his reasons. Afterall, I do wish I'm 19.

Remove Fur Before Eating

I remember once when I walked past a pet shop with plenty of furries on display and I exclaimed "Oh my gosh! That looks so good to eat!"

Jacinta got a huge shock. Haha.

Monday, 26 April 2010

I Broke My Rule!

Today, I had my second haircut for the year! I usually only have two haircuts a year. It's only April and this can only mean I will have to deal with split ends with something other than a haircut.

I'm leaning towards alcohol - drinking it, not using it on the hair! DUH!

Sunday, 25 April 2010

The Twelve Crazies Apostles

For Weihao's birthday celebration, how did we follow a nice, classy dinner at The White Rabbit with a Vermonster at Ben & Jerry's?

At B&J
Wii: So, shall we go for the Vermonster?
The boys: ....
Wii (to the girl behind the counter): They have no balls. We won't be getting the Vermonster. 

A few seconds later...

The boys: We are getting the Vermonster!

Wii secretly smiles to herself.

I told you boys are easy! They simply can't take a beating to the ego. Keke~

It took surmountable effort to finish the whole brimful tub of 20 scoops of icecream that is topped with plenty of brownie, peanuts, rainbow bits, caramel sauce, chocolate sauce and bananas, whipped cream and some unknown bits. No more B&J for the rest of the year for sure!

P/S: Oh, it was my super belated birthday celebration too. Yes, only Wii can celebrate her birthday throughout the year!

Friday, 23 April 2010

When One Door Closes, Another Opens

Today marks the last day of my journey with Lenovo Singapore.

I'm definitely sad to leave the "kids" behind but a bigger and more exciting journey awaits!

Ironically, I was approached by Lenovo Indonesia for a job in Jakarta.

Wednesday, 14 April 2010

The New Phone Is Sooooo New

I got a new phone - HTC Legend.

I've always been a die hard Nokia fan and thus, I have no idea why I bought the HTC phone. It was like an impulse buy.

The thing is the phone was just launched last Saturday. Yes, it's so new. So new that there is no screen protector for it and no protective case for it as well. So I've got a new phone which I cannot use without fear of scratching the screen or denting the edges.

On top of everything, I don't have a data plan. Which means I will be using the smart phone only for phone calls and texting.

What a perfect white elephant!

Sunday, 11 April 2010

Running Like the Wii!

Yes, I was there. There at the Urban FreeStyle Run on Saturday. I know you won't believe it, so I got pictures to prove it!

And on the top left hand corner, I was getting a well-deserved massage after!

And on the bottom left hand corner, I was looking all cool after the run still!

Okay, I admit. It was more of a cam-whoring "running" session than an actual running session but still!

Friday, 9 April 2010



Thursday, 8 April 2010

I Got Solicited

While waiting for tardy Mr Gabriel and Mr Yogi at my void deck last night, a black car pulled up near me. The tinted window rolled down and thinking the tardy boys have finally arrived, I walked up next to the car without much thought.

"Going out?" an unfamiliar voice echoed from inside the car.

When I realised it wasn't the boys, I replied a curt "Yes" and walked back to the bench which had been warming my fanny for the past 20 minutes and continued reading an old issue of Catalog.

The mystery guy started spewing a bunch of one liners and was sounding his honk. Not satisfied with only my silence for his one-sided conversation, he offered "$50".

I was tempted to say "With my skills, you'd be willing to pay $500, hon". But I kept my cool and walked away from a "potential client".

Sheesh, only $50!

Wednesday, 7 April 2010


Rules Men Should Learn to Live By

If the wife is happy, then the husband is happy, then everyone is happy.

If the wife is unhappy, then the husband is unhappy, then everyone is unhappy.

If the men is happy, then... Wait, who gives a shit about the husband?

Saturday, 3 April 2010

Change Is The Only Constant

When someone close to you moves on to another phase of his or her life, you can't help but feel like a small part of your daily life has been chipped off. Yet, I take pride in knowing that Meijuan has made a bold decision to pursue her dreams.

There were no tear at the farewell, only lots of laughter! Chanel, Meijuan, Simeon and I had a tummy-filling Japanese buffet dinner at Ikori followed by a night of merry making at Siloso Beach Resort, Sentosa. Cafe del Mar was literally ten steps away from us but we stayed in the room playing making Simeon play dress up with sultry smokey eyes! Haha.

As the saying goes "Change is the only constant in life".

I wish you all the best, Meijuan. I'm sure our paths will cross many times more! :)

Friday, 2 April 2010

No One

This is for you, my dear Sissy.

Me Three

En route to Ikoi at Mirama Hotel for dinner...

Chanel: Wynnii, when you have a boyfriend, you must introduce us to him. I really want to see what guy can tame you.
Meijuan: Me too! I want to meet him too.
Wynnii: Me three! I'm really curious to meet this guy too! It'll be fun to see how he's like.

It was much much funnier in the cab. ;)