Bad People are Good...
They make good people look damn good! Without the bad, there can be no good!
Just came back from Mumbai, it was really an eye opener. Especially after Andre brought us on a tour. We took a cab to the gateway of india and visited the Taj Mahal Hotel. Wah lan, if u tell people u stay in this hotel they will bow down to you. Eh... i dun think any hotel in Singapore can match such status. It's the hotel that all the stars and important diplomatic go to. Anyway, crew in the past stayed there too!
*The Gateway of India
Oh i forgot to mention, the cab look damn retro, haha... and if u were to travel by cab, remember to insist on paying by meter. If not they will charge u ridiculously high rate. Anyway even if they operate by meter they can still overchage u coz nobody knows how to read the freaking meter. haha... Which is also damn retro looking too!
The Taj Mahal Hotel is a restored colonial building, something like our Fullerton Hotel, except on a grander scale. Anyway Fullerton is a 6 star hotel, that makes the Taj Mahal Hotel at least 6 stars too. Damn... Too bad we won't get to stay there. Hee... maybe in the future i strike it rich, i would book a suite there when i go to Mumbai for vacation.
*The Taj Mahal Hotel in the background.
After the visit, we took a train back to our hotel. Haha... And when i say train, i really mean train. Imagine our MRT but the trains are replaced with Singapore - Malaysia railway trains. We actually ran after a moving train and jump onboard, i thot u would only see this in movies. Actually, it's kind of fun, although it's perilous at the same time. WTF... excitement actually derives from danger itself! Muahahahahaha...
*Destination & Departure time of Trains, If only i could read Hindi! haha...
*Our hotel ain't bad either. hee... Intercontinental Grand Mumbai.
Anyway on the sector back, i kanna "bitched" all the way back to singapore. My god, i just wish i could disappear into thin air. Nevertheless, i survived the "bitching", thanks to the other nice colleagues who helped me along. Dun ask me what happened, coz it's a long story. But somehow, it has affected my perception on alot of things, especially my work and as well as created a sense of dread for every next flight.
But then again, there should be nothing to worry about coz, like they say, it's just an isolated incident. Or should i? I hope not.
They make good people look damn good! Without the bad, there can be no good!
Just came back from Mumbai, it was really an eye opener. Especially after Andre brought us on a tour. We took a cab to the gateway of india and visited the Taj Mahal Hotel. Wah lan, if u tell people u stay in this hotel they will bow down to you. Eh... i dun think any hotel in Singapore can match such status. It's the hotel that all the stars and important diplomatic go to. Anyway, crew in the past stayed there too!
*The Gateway of India
Oh i forgot to mention, the cab look damn retro, haha... and if u were to travel by cab, remember to insist on paying by meter. If not they will charge u ridiculously high rate. Anyway even if they operate by meter they can still overchage u coz nobody knows how to read the freaking meter. haha... Which is also damn retro looking too!
The Taj Mahal Hotel is a restored colonial building, something like our Fullerton Hotel, except on a grander scale. Anyway Fullerton is a 6 star hotel, that makes the Taj Mahal Hotel at least 6 stars too. Damn... Too bad we won't get to stay there. Hee... maybe in the future i strike it rich, i would book a suite there when i go to Mumbai for vacation.
*The Taj Mahal Hotel in the background.
After the visit, we took a train back to our hotel. Haha... And when i say train, i really mean train. Imagine our MRT but the trains are replaced with Singapore - Malaysia railway trains. We actually ran after a moving train and jump onboard, i thot u would only see this in movies. Actually, it's kind of fun, although it's perilous at the same time. WTF... excitement actually derives from danger itself! Muahahahahaha...
*Destination & Departure time of Trains, If only i could read Hindi! haha...
*Our hotel ain't bad either. hee... Intercontinental Grand Mumbai.
Anyway on the sector back, i kanna "bitched" all the way back to singapore. My god, i just wish i could disappear into thin air. Nevertheless, i survived the "bitching", thanks to the other nice colleagues who helped me along. Dun ask me what happened, coz it's a long story. But somehow, it has affected my perception on alot of things, especially my work and as well as created a sense of dread for every next flight.
But then again, there should be nothing to worry about coz, like they say, it's just an isolated incident. Or should i? I hope not.
