Monday, July 09, 2012

boat ride.

So I've just finished my first shift of work.

Cashiering in a restaurant is not as easy as I thought it would be.

Got placed in the Champagne & Seafood restaurant at the Hampton Court Flower show. Quite a trek to get there as it's about an hour and a bit door to door as Hampton Court is all the way out in zone 6. Didn't really know what to expect from this first job so was a tad nervous at the beginning.

But I do have to say that it was a great week. Really tiring from all the standing up and the occasional moments of stress when too many people want to  pay the bill at the same time and there is only so much you can do at a time. Also that the system crashes every day at the same time which is bad cause it's usually when some people want their bills so you have to make them wait.

Other than cashiering did a ton of polishing as well. It's like whenever there is free time, it's spent polishing glasses. A never ending stream of glasses and cutlery that need polishing.

Really glad that the tips got split between all the staff. I know that most people tip cause they got good service from the waiter/waitress, so it may seem unfair that they have to split their tips. However, if the runners serve slowly or the relay team don't set up a table in time or the cashiers get the orders wrong, would the service still be the same? So while yes the waiter/waitress plays an important part, but there are many others behind the scenes who help make the service better.

Had a lovely bunch of people to work with. Some of them who have been with offtowork(the agency we all work for) for a year have said that this was one of the best weeks they've had working. The managers were all really nice giving us bacon rolls in the morning for breakfast and sweets throughout the day for a sugar boost.

Honestly could not have asked for a better start to all the part time work I'm doing. 

Saturday, June 30, 2012

pictures in the sky.

Day 4

Up bright and early for out flight to Ibiza! *Pronounced E-bee-tha* Strangess I know.

Honestly there isn't much to say, cause didn't really do much. Ibiza has many areas but we ended up in San Antonio a.k.a party central. Apparently where all the uni students who want it party up stay. Dumped all our stuff in the apartment and it was off to the beach!

The beach nearest to us was pretty small. Nonetheless while some people went to play in the sea I took a nap. And ended up with sand EVERYWHERE. My eyes, my ears, my mouth, my bag, my clothes. It was just all over the place. Such a bother. And that was it. That's what I did the whole day. Haha.

Night time however. Went to this club for a water party. The thing is, cause we signed up for this package thing we had to be in the club by a certain time for the guaranteed entry. Which was honestly wayy too early by Spain standards. And the stupid water was only expected at 5am by which most of us were pretty dead on our feet. Music was good though cause they played a nice mix of old stuff that you can sing along too alongside the new stuff.

Day 5

While the day was suppose to start in the morning, by the time everyone got up and was ready to go it was well pass noon. Seeing as we were staying in San Antonio, the day was a day trip to Ibiza town to see D'Alt Vila. The old part built on a hill in Ibiza town. 

The sea was such a gorgeous colour. 

Overview of Ibiza town. 

It was quite a climb to the top but the views more than made up for it. 

Night was another night out for a Neon Party


Everyone had neon paint all over them. Fun night but getting everything off our skin and clothes was a hassle. Especially since we were pretty worn out after getting back. 

Day 6

Wednesday! As I've mentioned in my previous post I absolutely love flea markets. So when I found out that there was a hippy market every Wednesday at Es Cana, how could I say no? Thankfully I'm not the only one who loves flea markets so everyone came along to do a little bit of shopping. 

But honestly, it was so much small when compared to El Rastro in Madrid and most sold the same things like accessories and tie-tyed clothes. 

There was suppose to be a bar crawl that night. However, seeing as we're not used to partying so much we decided to sit it out. Instead, we sat on the beach and just talked. Slightly cold at night though so we didn't stay out for that long. It was the last night for Ashley and Krystal as they both had flights to catch. 

Day 7

The remaining 5 of us wanted to wake up early and catch a boat to San Miguel to see the Cova de Can Marca which is supposedly a must see in Ibiza. Sad to say we didn't wake up in time. Haha. Walked around a bit wanting to get tickets to David Guetta's F*** Me I'm Famous night at Pacha but at 70euros we had to think about it a little more. So in the mean time we went to the beach again. On the way there, we passed by some booths advertising water sports like banana boats and jet skiing. One thing that caught everyone's eye was paragliding which is where you get strapped down and sent up into the air with a boat pulling you along. 

I'm terrified of heights but seeing as this was going to be the only I'd every do such a thing I agreed to go for it as well. 45euros for a two hour experience out in the waters with 15minutes of being let up into the sky through a 1500metre long rope. Sounds good. 

And we have take off!

Got dunked into the water a couple of times. 

That's us up there.

Beautiful sunset after. 

We got onboard another boat to watch the sunset together. 

Super memorable ending to our time in Ibiza. 



Sunday, June 24, 2012

have.

Day 1

Madrid!

Although most people give Madrid a miss when going to Spain because there is apparently not much to see, my research told me that there would be plenty for me to do. So Madrid became the first stop of my Spain trip. 

Flew from London to meet the others who had already reached Madrid before me. Had little trouble finding the hostel La Musas Residence, quickly checked in and went up to my room. The funny thing was that I had booked my hostel room separately from the rest so didn't expect to be placed in the same room. However when I did go into the room, the stuff lying around looked vaguely familiar and sure enough I had ended up in the same room as the rest. Haha.

First thing we did was go get some churros! The most famous churros place in Madrid is a place called Chocolateria San Gines which has been opened for a good 100 years. One major plus point is that the place NEVER closes. Basically it's opened 24 hours a day. Considering it was Spain, having a place open for 24 hours is quite an impressive feat.

Some oily dough dipped in chocolatey goodness. Excellent start to the trip!

One thing that came up on my list to do in Madrid was watch a flamenco show. Most shows would cost at least 35euros but after searching high and low I finally found a place to watch a show for free. Although it was a small stage in a restaurant I thought it was pretty good. 

Clan ~ Ribera de Curtidores, 30 every Friday and Saturday from 12.30am. 

Of course we couldn't just sit and there and not order anything. First jug of sangria it is! Definitely developed a great liking for it throughout the trip. 

Super duper yummy. Pretty much alcoholic fruit juice. 

I would upload some pictures of the flamenco dancers (one male and one female), but the quality of my iPhone camera is seriously not up to scratch. The dancers just look really dark and grainy =(. But boy does flamenco look tiring, the dancers had beads of sweat dripping down their face even just halfway through the dance. 

Day 2

Set out in the morning looking for a convent where I wanted to buy some convent sweets. Read somewhere that buying the sweets was the experience as you had to know where to go and ring the bell as it wasn't advertised as a shop. Then when you go in you placed your order through an intercom and got your sweets through a turntable device without ever having to physically deal with the nuns. Pretty hush hush stuff so was really looking forward to it. Got there only to be greeted by this sign.

No sweets. Sad sad.

Oh well. Made our way to the tour meeting point after a little bit of wandering. One tour company I definitely recommend is the Sandemans New Europe tours. Had them in Paris, Amsterdam and now in Madrid and I have to say their tour guides are always excellent. They operate as a free tour which means that you just tip the guide at the end how much you think the tour is worth. So the guides are motivated to providing the best experience. Definitely check out where there is a tour available in the city as they don't have tours in every single city. Kinda wish they did. 

After a very late lunch where I got my first taste of paella (definitely prefer risotto), went to the bullfight stadium to buy tickets. Yes we were going to watch a bullfight! For those who don't know, a bullfight is not just about the matador waving about a red cloth and making the bull run about. They are meant to kill the bull in a slow and perhaps torturous way. Bullfights are not exactly encouraged and are actually banned in certain parts of Spain with it maybe being banned completely in the future. So taking this chance, I wanted to watch something that has always been associated with Spanish culture. Picked up the ticket for about 18euros for seating in the shade and not too far from the actual ring. Not recommended for animal lovers as you're basically paying to watch people taunt and kill 6 bulls in the span of 2 hours. 

The bullfight was only at 7pm so wanted to go check out this little museum beforehand. Madrid has three big museums, namely the Prado, Reina Sofia and Thyssen-Bornemisza. However, on tripadvisor(my bff during trip planning) Museo Sorolla was ranked just below the Prado despite it being small. Quite enjoyed it, the museum was actually the home of Joaquin Sorolla (the artist). 

The front. It also had a little garden with fountains and seats where there were a few people reading. So nice, definitely want something like that next time. 

Onwards to the bullfight! 

The bullring is massive. 

Sort of an opening parade. 

The first and oldest matador of the 3 that day.

Not many tourists around. Much less Asian tourists. Haha. I would liken the bullfight to horse races in the UK. It's mainly the locals of who go. Pretty sure most of them were there cause they had bets. Majority of the people were old men who all seemed to know each other. Really liked the atmosphere as at certain times everyone would cheer together and at the end everyone stood up and waved white handkerchiefs or tissues in some cases for one of the matadors. Later learned that it was an indication that he was the best matador of the day and so the bull's ears were cut off and given to him as a trophy. He was also the youngest one of the 3 so I suppose he was more adventurous. 

Set off for my first proper tapas experience after that. Tapas are sort of a small 'snack' meant to accompany a drink before dinner. While there are sort of more upper class tapas places where you sit down and order in a nice setting, poor students go to cheapo places where there is standing room only. Haha. Definitely a fun place to be though. The place was so crowded with everyone packed in like sardines and tissue and toothpicks all over the floor but it had a nice lively atmosphere. Locals and tourists alike with a drink in their hand and food on their plates. How cheap was it? Here's an indication. 

One glass of sangria was 5euros. 
10euros between two people made both me and Ashley very very full. 
Downside is you don't get to choose what food goes on the plate, the guys at the bar just pick out random stuff and put it on a plate. 

El Tigre ~ Calle Infantas, 30

During the tour, the guide talked about the emblem of Madrid which is a bear eating from a tree. What caught my attention was the fact that the fruits on the tree fermented on the tree itself making it alcoholic. It's called the Madrono tree. The guide pointed out this place that served shots of liqueur made from the fruit so we decided to give it a try. 

Funny thing about making our way there. Only Ashley and I wanted to walk there so the others took the metro. Despite that, both of us made it there well before the others even though we stopped a few times to watch street performers and stuff. Everyone else got lost! Haha. Madrid at night is nice as there are lots of people about and performers singing dancing around every corner. 

Shots were served in the ice cream cone thing with the insides and rim covered with chocolate.

The shot was quite sweet and it was fun to eat the shot 'glass'. Think it was 1euro50 for the shot.

El Madrono ~ Calle de Latoneros, 10

Seeing as the night was still young and that we were right next to Cava Baja (street famous for tapas and bars), we decided to walk a little and perhaps settle somewhere for a drink. Or two. It was a Saturday night so most bars were packed with people. Finally settled at this bar where you could get 5 bottles of beer, albeit small bottles for only 3 euros in a bucket of ice. Fun times. 

La Surena ~ Cava Baja, 15

Day 3

Final day in Madrid. Sunday morning in Madrid can only mean one thing. El Rastro! This massive flea market selling pretty much everything. I love my flea markets and this was no exception. Bought some stuff like a scarf for 1euro and a handmade ring for 3euros. 

And the it was Museum time! Museo Reina Sofia first which is a modern art museum so more fun I would thing. I like modern art cause there is so much that you can interprete from it but there are times when I'm just baffled by what is considered art. There was this painting that was just painted fully blue with one red stripe through it. Quite a number of works by Dali and Picasso though so it was nice to be able to see work by such famous artists. 

Walked to the nearby Caixa Forum after that to take a look at their vertical garden. Yes you read that right, a vertical garden. A garden growing on a wall. Cool stuff no?

Wonder why it isn't pulled by gravity. 

Had some time to kill since I wanted to go to the Museo Prado when it was free at 5pm only. So we stopped by a restaurant and ordered some sandwiches with sangria to go. Took our food and made our way to Retiro park. Found a nice shady spot and sat down for a picnic. After finishing our food, we all laid down with some falling asleep and the rest of us just chatting. 

The sky was so beautiful and the park so peaceful.

Around 5pm, Ashley Jian Han and I made our way to Museo Prado while the rest took a nap in the park. Haha. The line to get into the museum was just unbelievable. We just kept walking and asking ourselves where the end of the line was. Thankfully despite the length of the line, everything moved pretty quickly so was able to get into the museum around 5.30pm. Sad to say the museum closes at 7 and 1.5hours is definitely not enough time to get through the museum. Would have loved at least another hour. Oh well. 

Made our way back to the hostel before going out for our last meal in Madrid. San Miguel market is like a high end food market so I would say that if you want to eat till you're stuffed be prepared to shell out a significant amount of money. However, it is a nice place to just be able to try a bit of everything Spanish. One main reason we went there is because Ashley and Krystal wanted the rest of us to try this plateful of jalapenos. 

A plateful cooked with salt for less than 10euros.

Now if you know me you'd know that I'm terrible with spicy food. So when Ashley said that it's not spicy at all I was well within my right to be skeptical. Luckily for me, she wasn't lying. Phew. Learnt that not all jalapenos are spicy as these tasted just like green peppers. Also had some tapas and paella and fried squid and a some yummy yoghurt. Spent less than 10euros but then again I am a small eater. 

Bar for a drink after that. Funny story. Andrew and Jian Han (the only two guys) ordered cocktails while Ashley and I ordered beers. So when the waiter delivered the drinks, guess who he gave the cocktails to and who the beers to? Typical stereotype would be that the girls drink the mojito while the guys drink the beer so it was funny when we had to switch the drinks around ourselves.

That was the end of Madrid. Was actually a little sad to leave as would have liked another day there at least. But it was Ibiza next so that was it. 

Friday, June 22, 2012

certain.

I think as I grow older time seems to pass a lot faster. Hard to imagine that my first year in Manchester has come to an end.

Went to Spain for 11 days after my exams as a summer trip. Started in Madrid, moved on to Ibiza and finally ended in Barcelona. Will blog about it in parts over the next couple of days. While most people were busy packing up to go back home, I was packing up to move to a temporary home.

My home for this summer is London town! Exciting stuff. Managed to get a job for the Olympics so decided that staying here and experiencing the Olympics is worth more than going home and doing in internship in a company. Perhaps the Olympics is not as relevant to my degree as a internship in a bank would be, but how often will I be living in the same country as the Olympics?

Next one will be in four years and by then I'll be out in the working world and time off is definitely not as easy to come by. Student life is the best times as people always say. I might as well milk it for all it's worth. 

Sunday, May 20, 2012

in and out.

Is it the norm?

To get bored really easily. When my days get so repetitive that I am constantly looking for something new to preoccupy my mind and time.

Can't really bare the thought of not introducing anything new into my life. Whether it's picking up a new hobby like ballroom dancing or obsessing over a new tv series or trying out a new study venue. There always needs to be something that keeps me from getting bored.

I guess I'm just not use to having a lot of free time on my hands. My whole life has always been packed with activities like ballet, piano, cheer or work. Learning something new every once in a while I guess. Thinking of picking up a language next term.

Wonder how long I can keep this up for though. What if throughout my life I am constantly seeking ways to unbore myself. Not that it's a bad thing, just that it doesn't seem like anyone feels the same way. I see people who can go about their whole lives with the same routine and seem perfectly fine with it.

On a side note. I think this is why I wouldn't do well in a relationship. Cause it would be so bad if I tire of the relationship really quickly. Haha. 

Thursday, May 17, 2012

residence.

During exam time as a way of destressing I like to watch shows or movies that require little to no brain power. Haha. The more bimbotic the better I would say.

Usually my go to show is Jersey Shore. Judge me if you will but each episode is just forty minutes of entertaining drama where I don't need to think at all. But seeing as I've already watched all available episodes, I had to find something new.

So I turned to Sex and the City. The movie. Ended up watching the sequel as well.

Needless to say, I loved both of it. Yes the sequel had the worst storyline ever. But the clothes more than made up for it. Oh to have such a glamorous wardrobe.

Back to the point of this post.

I think Carrie Bradshaw at the end of the movie is exactly where I could only hope to be.

Watching a black and white movie with the man she loves.
In a marriage where they both agree not to have kids.
Making a living from writing.
With a close knit group of friends.

What dreams. 

Tuesday, May 01, 2012

international.

Honestly I would say I don't know much about politics back home. I'm not completely clueless but I'm not as up to date with what goes on back in Malaysia.

However, no matter how much you don't know about politics, I believe that every Malaysian has heard of Bersih. A bid for clean and fair elections. Not asking for much really. Just elections where the outcome is determined by the people and not by money. We're suppose to be a living in a democratic society, yet how often has it been that seats in parliament are won through underhanded means.

I remember when the first Bersih rally was announced about 5 years ago I think. The government tried as hard as they could to prevent it from happening, declaring it illegal. How is it that we are suppose to have freedom of speech yet a peaceful protest like this will be rendered illegal? Then in Bersih 2.0 the police started using tear gas and water cannons. Such brutality. Are we not a civilised country?

And now Bersih 3.0 has just passed. The number of people participating has been increasing which also means that the amount of first hand information you can get your hands on has increased. My facebook has been filled with people's personal accounts of their experience at the rally. While within the stories it does say that there were people from the rally who behaved out of hand, the stories of what the police have gotten up to is just appalling.

It saddens me really. All these stories of police who beat up those in the rally just because they can. They're suppose to be protecting the citizens, not kicking them onto the ground! I've seen a few protests happen over here in Manchester. And it has always been peaceful. The police are there just for crowd control allowing the protestors to march through Manchester on the main road with no issues.

What is to become of Malaysia? All I hope is that it will change for the better.