just one more flight and i will be keeping me feet firm on ground for the time being...
if you have guessed it, you are right.
i have decided to leave the 'oh-so-glamorous' job.
its time i find myself back.
no more having to suck up to all the crap
no more having to just shoulder all the blame though its not you fault
no more having to pretend to be nice to ppl who first kicked your ass.
the line above really makes me wanna puke every time it happens...
i'm not saying that i hated my whole time flying.
i sure had my good flights, in fact i had more good ones than bad ones, which makes me feel like i can do this forever.
but on the other hand, i had my fair share of bad ones as well, which makes me feel so small about myself.
but being human, its always the bad things which you remember most clearly...
i love flying for its $$$
i love flying for it flexible working hours
i love flying for the no-brainer things i do
in fact, i love flying more than i don't.
and it has thought me alot of things to a certain extent.
but somethings, you just have to have a taste of it and move on.
i might one day turn back and regret leaving.
but for now, i will be taking on a new path, and i hope it will be a jolly good one...
perhaps one day, i might, i really MIGHT go back to flying...
so just pray for me and wish me all the best alright...
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finally, here's the jakarta-bandung-jakarta-bali update i have promised...
first stop, jakarta - bandung
took lion air to jakarta
its damn cheap...
half the price of what air asia was offering....
sending a few messages before leaving.
this is a habit of mine...
this is what we do to when we have nth else to do...
damn hiao rite...
but 8 out of 10 ppl do cam-whore when they have nth to do..
don't lie...
bf has another gf.
and tt is his iphone..
he is ALWAYS messing ard with his iphone...
sometimes ignoring me...
many many ppl in tt small small plane...
i was quite surprised that the load was quite full though lion air isn't popular...
in the aircraft waiting for the doors to close....
bf had the window seat once again...
we decided that we alternate on each flight on who gets the window seat...
the window was damn dirty, so bf became the part time aircraft cleaner...
random pic before take off...
i love this pic...
look at the queue...
its always like that in the morning...
the longest i have waited for to take off is 30mins...
changi is a very very busy airport..
a birds eye view of changi airport..
credits to my super good cam...
the wings and engine of the lion...
bf loves the view...
after take off, i don't know what happened for the next 2 and a half hours..
i totally knocked out...
only waking up when the capt made the landing announcement
when see this, it means the plane is at the top of decend..
when you see this, it means that cabin has to be set, and the aircraft is making its final approach...
finally landed..
this pic was taken when the aircraft first touched down..
so imagine how powerful was my cam's anti-motion blur function..
a big big garuda plane..
got upper-deck somemore...
never seen a big garuda plane in singapore before...
see the guy behind us?
i really don't understand y ppl are just so kan chiong to get their bags..
its not as if the aircraft door is open and they can disembark immediately...
welcome to Indonesia...
we cleared the immigration and claimed out baggage.
wanted to rent a car at one of those counters.
but we don't know the roads, and those with driver was super exx...
hence, we went out and bf bargained with those who were touting...
and he got the driver to send us to bandung as well..
this is the place we stayed at jakarta...
ibis tamarin
dropped our bags off and we immediately made our way to bandung..
the jam was terrible...
last pic of me before i fell asleep again...
when i woke up, this was what i saw...
so relieved..
my butt hurt so much from tt 2 hr car ride..
ppl were selling all sort of stuff on the roads..
i love the fact that the car windows are tinted really dark, hence, ppl cant see us from the outside.
we stayed at this place called Mutiara hotel
no pics. sorry.
after which, we took a cab to rumah mode (roo-ma-mo-del)
a factory outlet which sells all sorts of branded clothes...
and i mean real ones..
but they are either rejected goods, or out-dated...
its quite hard to find sizes...
its either too big or too small...
2 random pics at rumah mode...
we were sooOooo hungry after all the travelling and shopping...
wanted to take a cab to find food.
but all the cabs were hired..
*pic credited to whoever who took it*
so we just hopped onto this transport called- angkutan...
its like our bus here...
we didn't know where it was going or where were we stopping...
so we just sat inside and stopped when bf felt like it..
frankly, i hate it so much when bf does this.
he likes to just take some random transport not knowing where it will bring us to, and when i ask, he doesn't answer me...
but i somehow don't feel scared by this...
maybe its because i know nth bad will happen to me with bf ard...
bf finally decided to alight when he could no longer take my nagging and it happened that the angkutan stopped at a petrol station...
we walked a few streets and chanced upon this restaurant..
i cant even remember the name..
the waiter was extremely nice to help us find out information on how to go back to our hotel and helped us tell the cabby which road was the hotel located..
he flipped the 'yellow pages' ok...
seriously, how many of you would do such a thing???
ok.. back to food...
what i love most about indonesian food is its chili..
super spicy...
and ching would be a happy women in indonesia..
their rice comes in pots...
this is what we had for dinner before heading back to re charge for the next day...
early next morning, the driver came to pick us up again...
the volcano was the destination...
it was another hour ride...
sit until butt pain again...
what did i do to pass time??
SLEEP...
actually i'm quite amazed at myself sometimes for being able to sleep anywhere, anytime..
what did bf do to pass time??
take random pics like the one below...
super moto..
1 child, 1 infant and 2 adults...
in alot of countries, like bkk and tpe, this is very common..
but in sg, no way!!!!
one of the houses built near the volcano...
pics taken when i finally woke up..
i look super refreshed!!!
when u start to see shops, you know the destination is nearing...
and i don't know what a horse is doing up on a volcano...
one last pic before we stepped out of the comfort zone...
ppl swarm to us to persuade us to buy stuff...
the volcano...
this gentleman came up to us and said he would help us take pictures...
i thought he was so kind.
only to find out that he wanted us to engage him as a guide to bring us around the volcano...
but i must say that the pics he took for us turned out pretty nice...
the red tree...
in one of the rest stops..
u know, i even complain about walking.
what more trekking a volcano...
i must seriously be mad agreeing to trek...
its all branches and leaves...
the guide gave the idea for this pic...
i was damn scared la...
i dare not lift my foot off the side...
now u know who is the fatso...
stuck in a tree...
peek-a-boo
resting after climbing so many steps...
OMG!!!!
we are almost at the bottom!!!
another pic which freaked me out...
my legs were totally shaking...
and bf could still ask me to pose like this...
bf trying to act strong...
using all his fats for strength..
hahahha..
its just steps after steps...
some were very steep some were all covered with mud that made it so slippery...
thanks to the guides who helped us along the way...
finally, just a few more steps...
with all the guide who helped...
plus one more taking the pic...
remember this shoes??
this was the pair tt accompanied me to the macau tower as well...
cheap good and comfortable...
finally there....
its damn hot down there...
use a cigarette and blow onto the gound and you see smoke..
see left and right pic.
bf with no cigarette, me with cigarette in hand...
btw, the cigarette belongs to the guide..
i don't smoke ok....
i'm a good good girl...
ppl soaking in the damn hot water...
look at it bubbling!!!
can even boil eggs...
bf and i with a lime stone in bf's hand..
hahaha...
i don't know why was he holding it...
yes. we conqured the volcano...
our driver then came to pick us up again..
and we went shopping..
pasar bahru
a place which sells EVERYTHING..
its like chaktuchak in bangkok...
look at the mad crowd...
bought some clothes for bf's nieces and nephew...
had lunch, and headed back to jakarta...
i didn't buy much at bandung..
just a few shirts...
the bebe and armani one only cost 14SGD each...
the bandung one cost only 4SGD..
its cheaper than bkk la..
but for really nice clothes, u must really search....
dinner cum supper was at this street near out hotel
forgot what was the name.
smth like KL kopitiam...
managed to get wifi connection there...
password for it was murtabak
SO FUNNY!!!
the super tall tissue prata
never in my life i have seen such a tall prata..
and all the other food we ordered...
i was super hungry...
and this stupid cat kept staring at me thoughout..
-to be continued-
