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Date: <$BlogDateHeaderDate$>
Time: 11:06 AM
Author:(potassium)
Permalink: isolation →
The European Flight Of The Yoojak;
HELLYHOOOS!
WHEEEE (as you can tell) IMMA BACK IN SINCHAPOREEEE! WHOOOPEEE! *fakes hyperness*
Okay, don't get meh wrong, i AM happy to be back (humid AIR, and PEOPLE I KNOW! LANGUAGES I SPEAK! HALLELUUJAH!), i'm just tired and hungry and somewhat jet-lagged, and just lost the urge to ramble. ): Oh well.
SUMMARY OF RUNNING AROUND EUROPE WITH MFY+BLADOO:
- The SIA flight(Airbus 360 isn't actually much, just like any udder plane, except with more capacity, and more people staring at you when to go bouncing to the buisness class WC.) to Paris was, according to the captain, "an estimated duration of 11hours and 55 mins". (Oh GO ON, just say 12hours and get over with it.) But there was KrisWorld. There's alwasy KrisWorld :DD It used to be that our flights were so short that we didn't have time to finish watching all the movies that we wanted to. Now, we had 12 hours to fill with good movies, which are not enough., ->- Watched PUBLIC ENEMIES(JOHNNY!<3), The Time Traveler's Wife(dramatic, sad, the way it was supposed to be :X), The Ugly Truth(vulgar, but funny. :D), and some udders which i can't really recall... Oh well. Filled in some sleep(note: 2hours-. I hate sleeping on planes seated. I can never get comfortable. And they always tire me.) and BEJEWLED! :B
(okay i thunk imma spending too long on the flight.Let's move ON :B)
PARIS, FRANCE
- DAY 1:Arrived at CDG airport, entered some long paleyellow tunnel with a travelator and bumpylooking surroundings. Travelator leads to long, tiring customs, which is when FFY kept getting naggy and jumpy for no reason, making us irritated and me wanting to twitter bad words about him. While clearing customs, the officers didn't care that we didn't speak French, rambled away, stamp stamp, handed us and said "Merci". Later when i picked something up for a French guy he said "Graci". I would later insert my rubbish broken French sentances with whichever i felt like saying, Spanishian French or French Foreign French.
- Took three reencarnations (like Dhandie :D) to get a three day tourist train pass. FFY relaxed on the train and started handing out money to MMY. Minutes later some balding guy would drop his phone beside us and pretend to be looking for his battery when his phone didn't even break. -.- He kept looking under my seat. I wanted to kick the shining head, butt being nice i stared around for whatevercrap he was looking for. Next stop he would stand up and slip past the door as it was closing, just like the videos those police people would show us, which was when i suspected something. Later FFY would discover his computer bag was stolen. Kind French English-speaking strangers behind us would then negotiate, blah blah blah, report to police, and FFY kept repeating in his rubbish English that "I knew something was *shakes hand beside head*PHHishy." Luckily passport was with MMY, and his credit cards and everything was on him, allowing us to still HAVE a holiday. A few hours later he told us that we should have taken better care of the bags, blah blah blah, blaming us, when the bag was HIS responsibility. =.= F*** OFF YOU BITCH PERSON. YOU LOST YOUR OWN BLOODY BAG AND YOU BLAME US?!?=.= Phhfttt.
- Checked in in Holiday Inn, then went to report theft(we walked an entire train stations length. O.O). MMY took me and Blahdoo out to buy groceries. Meaning cheap food, meaning maggie mee. After that went out to find something else to eat, and decided to settle in a small restaurant/pub with no one in it. I told the guy i wanted two omelette, fromage(cheese) cos it was the only thing from the menu i actually understood.(THANK YOU DHANDIE :D) Wanted to ask for water, kept saying GLASS OF WATER(eeekkk I FORGOTED WATER IN FRENCH, I KNEW WHAT IT WASSY I JUST FORGOTY! Oh well.), he keep thinking i wanted beer. O.O In the end i gave up. The next day on the Effiel Tower i would realise it's AQUA.(or something like that. Google Translate differs. Toopid Blahdoo didn't let me Google water in French) GArh. Oh well.
- (am i boring you?)
- Wandered around , started raining so we took shelter in the supermarket. MMY was like, "Oh crap, forgot to bring umbrella". I told her to buy in the supermarket. She said,"Yah horh." o_O
- DAY 2: Tried entering the Lourve Musuem(yknoow, Mona Lisa?) in the morning. The queue was SUPER LONG. Like you wouldn't believe.
- FFY gave up, decided to go someplace else which i forgot. Then somehow at night we went to la famous Effiel Tower. It was about 5-6pm i thunk, but it was already like 8pm at night. All the elevators and stairs for climbing the tower (that was the only thing to actually do) were closed, and there seemed to be like this company who hires people to sell the same souveinirs, and they all look and sound alike. Every few metre stands this dark-skinned guy carrying huge bunches of keychains, repeating the mantra of "One euro."*shakes keychains* "One euro only" *shakes keychains*, monotone, like he praying lie that. I bet they could actually earn more money writing about their job and selling it to Reader's Digest.
- There was nothing much else there, so we left and decided to comeback some udder time. On the way to find a metro station we bought crepes from this merry Spanish guy. Blasting tango music and flipping crepes on a sidewalk is definitely the bestest retirement job. You earn much more than A Keychain Monk. I envy him, hehe :D And fawesome crepes, too :D
- DAY3: Went to Effiel the next day. Queued to climb the stair, and hWAH. Tiring sia. Never take the Rountandard for granted, EVER again. Amazingly we climbed it in 5 minutes. Seemed more like 45 minutes. FFY kept on wasnting to pose everywhere, urgh, and starving us. -.- FInally we goda the biggest retaurant there. It was niiice, i thunk. Resonable system, good food( French food doesn't really differ from our normal restaurant food, strangely. Besides the snails. But i thunk that's the exotic, cos i see naw snails there... o_O Oh and FFY left that night for Oslo, where he was supposed to go for some work course. Could i say HAPPY? :D
- DAY 4, and DAY LAST: Went to the Lourve Musuem, and this time we actually got in (FOR FREE O.O The crowd got impatient and just barged in :D), after queueing for 2 hours. Saw a Sinchapore family, tried not to stare, cos then everytime i saw Asian people they always seem to look like someone i know. But anws, imma tellin ya, you don't need to sleep with three dozen men to be educated physically. Just visit those European art museums, they have FULL ROOMS of male nudity, usually being some hairy kings and princes made in nude statues with precise emphasis on how big and hairy their dicks are. This is the part where my skin suddenly glitters and becomes very interesting.
- Anws, it took an estimated 367 paintings and 98 statues later to find the Mona Lisa. I never really liked her, she nothing really special. And Da Vinci sucks anyway, he's not a real artist. T.T VAN GOUGH! EDVARD MUNCH!(The Scream/Skrik) FTW. Anws, the Mona Lisa was mounted upon a huuuge pillar and surrounded by and 8 diametre crowd of tourists and adoring fans, and looked like a lovely small cheating rectangle stuck in the middle of a cement square. *yawn* The facing painting was MUCH better. It was like the size of a cinema screen, and was much more prettier than *points to neighbour*. HeHeH:D
-Packed and left for Berlin that night.
- GENERAL COMMENT: Paris is rather boring with family, but lots and lots of Pretty People. As in, reall pretty. The females are, the 20+,30+ males are, even the kids are. And lots of romance, cos couples throw love into the air to make them pretty and everything else boring and us jealous and miss warm lovely Sinchapore, but you should visit Paris at least once in your life. Just don't get stolen.
Oh meh eff that took two hours. And i still haven't told you about Berlin, Oslo and Tromso(not in order). D: HUNGER STRIKE! :B
BERLIN, GERMANY.
-DAY1 AND ONLY(*sniff*): Checked in to airport hotel the night before, ate strange squishy German sausages, and decided to go for this one-day city tour. Like, this company has a bunch of buses, didn't know what else to do with them other than installing buttons and a driver and a explaination thingy with headphones (hate headphones, they never fit my head -.-) and drive rounds around the city, dropping off tourists at spots and allowing them on after they're done with the looking around. Anyways.
- Berlin's really nice. Germans are endearing. They knock off bits of the Berlin Wall and sell it as souvenirs and print pamphlets of where the nearest toilets are. :D And they have tons of Christmas pasar malams with nooottt really very cheap stuff but really good business all the same. Lots of candy stores with pretty nice candy, and pretzel stores, and strange pretty nice stores. Lalehla :D
(did i say summary at the beginning?)
Tromso, Norway
Shall not be bothered with details and days and dates and time and year and lifespans....
-Took a taxi from the dumpy airport. The taxi metre was like, jumping, jumping, jumping, until the taxi driver stopped infront of the hotel, with 99 NOK. MMY was like,"Phew didn't pass 100!" And then the taxi driver pressed a button and the meter became 200NOK. The other 101NOK came from airport tax, government tax, taxi tax, and tax. LOL.
-Accidentally booked an apartmental hotel. Apartmental hotels have nice kitchens :D Found a nice big fuzzy supermarket down the street, which will become our only source of malnutrition for the whole treeeeeppp! Wasted days away visiting musuems. On the second night we would be heading towards this place with sledging dogs and practically no light to stand a chance to watch the Northern Lights, aka Auroras. All 300+ dogs were fluffy and cute, but the ones in the east of the court yard were super noisy. Collies, Siberian Huskies(they are the nice and quite ones), Alaskian Huskies, mixes, alll whining in the court yard. I didn't go dog sledding though.))): Apparently it wasn't in the cheapest package. ->- There was REINDEER SLEDING, but it was "very expensiiiiveee". D: I never even knew reindeers even existed, i always thought they were like Santa Claws....
Oh and saw a HUGE cut out of Johnny on the way btw. Lovely sight. All the other posters were miniscule beside him, HEHE:D
Oslo, Norway
Not much here, execpt that it actually snowed more and heavier here than it did in Tromso, and Viking musuems actually just show more dicks on land. -.- And the subway sucked, made us miss our flight to Paris to fly back to Sinchapore.T.T
Transit Paris And Journey Home
-Had to run to the immigration part and wait for over an hour. I thought we were gonna miss this flight as well, and if that happens we won't be back in time for even the Feburary holiday, EVERY FLIGHT would be booked. Turns out there were quite a number of Sinchaporeans who were late anws, so they can't fly until we all board. HEHEHE:DD
- Watched Badnslam(suprisingly uncheesy, and the songs were PUNK, thank Gawd. :D),Julie &Julia(sweet :D), The Hangover(rather vulgar, really screwed, but strangely it wasn't trashy. o_O). Played some games, sucked at Reversi(i hate computer i hate computer i hate computer i hate computer i hate computer), sneaked into the same business class toilet 7+ times, slept for a few small half hours. Blah. I liked the breakfast, but it seems that i'm the only one who eats slowly. O_o Strange. 0:
FINALLY! NOW I CAN GOO EAT! BUHBYEEE :D
Cheers!
KJ!*
P.S Grandma &Grandfadoo Zhang's coming to stay awhile this Saturday. Oh noes. She would know that i DO have Chinese homework. D:
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