My Version of, ‘OH WHERE OH WHERE’
Oh where oh where have our baggage gone, Oh where oh where can they be, With our feet so sore and our we’ve waited so long, Oh where oh where so very bitterly.
Then it’s, ‘ MY BONNIE LIES OVER THE OCEAN’
My bags are missing in action, My bags are nowhere to be seen, My bags might be doing the locomotion, Oh bring back my bags, don’t be mean.
Bring back oh bring back, Oh bring back my bags to me to me, Bring back, AirAsia you’re lack, Lacking of service terrible-ly!
This was our Singapore trip. A quicky business trip. A trip that was unplanned and unorganized but nevertheless worth it for the expanding of the company. Everything was a rush. We just dumped our clothes into the bag.. the bag.. yeap we shared one, left work not really the time we planned (30mins late actually), almost forgot the board samples, flew back home, changed our clothes (which I never did), and slide into the cab. There was no time to breathe!
Elaine who was suffering from headache
AirAsia shouldn’t be so stingy.. the poor man at check-in needed more lighting to read our passports
My dinner a.k.a. Chicken Pie which was horrendous.. worst pie ever. And of course with the flu in my stomach and the armpit smells of our friends from the North , I puked the moment I touched down at Changi.
We were picked up by a representative when we came out of the airport. My stomach was having its own marching band all the way. At that very moment, I actually wished I hadn’t got on that plane. My thoughts were wondering if I was suffering from Appendicitis and God hope not DEFINITELY not in Singapore!
Yup! That’s our ride for the next 2 days. A Chrysler 300 with buffed leather seats. Mind you, Sing drivers are much more meaner than KL-ians. They brake at the last minute, they don’t use their mirrors and… they corner KAO KAO!
We were checked into a nice budget hotel. Miss Mary invited us for supper but we were so tired we had to say no. She dropped us off and off we went with our key-card in hand. The next 2 days were packed with meeting people. Some of our appointments were planned and some not. We kinda’ hop on and off the car which was pretty tiring. Suddenly it’s lunch then meeting customers and back to the hotel. Then it’s dinner at 8.30pm when dinner is supposed to be at 7pm. Shoot! The next thing I knew, I arrived at Marina Bay.
I’m feeling a whole lot better the next day. But I still couldn’t gobble down food like how I used to. Sob.. but I lurve food and it’s Singapore!
Since we were booked into Value Hotel for a night, the next 2 nights we had to bear ourselves. So sad, they brought us to Hotel 81. At first it was quite alright until we saw sexy chicks with horny men. OMG! It was ‘Hooka World’.
Look! She’s so comfy already!
My pre-dinner… bowl noodles which I had to eat with 2 stirrers because it doesn’t come with a fork.
Hi, GUCCI I see you.. but I don’t need you
Oops… I accidentally snapped this picture.. No cameras allowed, my friend.
I played nice. I did not lose.. at least I still have 0.05 cents.
Funny, I was feeling a lot better after I touched down. My appetite gradually increased, my intakes and outtakes were going back to normal. Yippie! I’m feeling like Elena again. Home must have cured me.