My January 2008 escapade....

Firstly, it was fun welcoming the New Year in the pub, being surrounded by friends and keeping everyone merry. We had customers buying us drinks after drinks and we had shots every now and then to a point that we don't remember how many shots we each had. It didn't help that our cab driver's tomtom didn't work well. We were going in circles in East Dulwich trying to get to West Norwood. Nevermind, I was the last to be home and it was near 4 by the time I got home. Great.. and the next day I was working from 5pm again. Good tips though, so I won't complain! This picture is not from New Year's eve but these are the girls I work with and I love them to bits!
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Then Lars came to visit on 10th till 13th. We waltzed around city centre, we went up to Greenwich, I never realise there's such a pretty place in London. We spent lots of money just eating out, stopping for coffees and what not. It was really really nice to see him after 1.5 years and even introduced him to Malaysian food at Kiasu! Went to my first gay pub in Chinatown and we walked around Old Compton Street and the red light area of London. Soon soon, this Spring, I hope to visit him in Utrecht and visit his family home and learn to ride horse. And horse riding on the beach too maybe???
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On 16th I flew to Geneva from Gatwick (so bloody convenient from my house) to be picked up by Fabien & Jenny. I didn't realise how much I miss them until I saw them. We then instantly drove to Lyon and spent a night staying with Fabien's brother - Yann. Lyon was a nice size city, not too busy and fun enough to go around. Spending 2 days there was enough for me, I was ready to leave. We cycled around town a little, I'm rather proud that I did it (after not cycling for what seems like forever). After Lyon we went back to Fabien's parents house in Fillinges which is like 60km from Mont Blanc and 20 mins or so from Evian. We were in the Alps! Fantastic!! Waking up to fresh air made so much difference! and the water! oooooooo.... And the snow!! My first experience with snow!! It was crazy! We went sledging (I rather say toboganning), made snow angels, I licked the ice, had my head dunked in ice, fell over while sledging on to the ice again and again. I had so much fun laughing at myself and Jenny, it was so fun!! But the hunger that hit after that isn't so fun. I never had so much bread and cheese and salami in my life as that day! I had so much cheese during that trip that it wasn't funny! And I've started to order salad for meal since I was there. Even now, I still order salad for lunch. That's crazy! Something that would never happen at home! As soon as I got back from France/Switzerland on 19th, I went straight back to the pub and work the night. I was tired but not extremely, it was nice to be back but I was missing Jenny already. :(
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Then I worked a week in the office and 2 days in the pub and on Sunday, 27th I flew off to Bari, Italy. It was crazy as I was working till 5pm on Saturday, got home at 6, did some shopping for the trip, ate dinner/lunch and started booking my bus ticket from Victoria to Stansted and book my cab from home to Victoria and started packing at night... Halfway through packing I got cranky. I felt like cancelling the trip. Was moody and really moody. Honestly I was just really tired. After working 6 days and having to pack knowing that I need to leave the house at 3am for my flight at 7am from Stansted. Hated the idea of going to Stansted but they don't fly to Bari from anywhere else. Cab was suppose to cost 22 quid but the driver asked for 25. I wasn't going to argue in the middle of the night so I gave 25 anyway. Got to Victoria and took a 4am bus which arrive at 5.30am. Everything was pretty smooth, happy but felt really tired. The flight of 2.5 hours seem forever, luckily we arrived 30 mins early!! I don't enjoy the whole process of flying. Only enjoy take off and landing. Tried to sleep on the plane but the seat was uncomfortable and it was bright.
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We might have landed 30 mins early, but everyone else' family seem to know that it was going to land early cause I realise I was the last in the airport waiting. Seeing Fabio was really nice, especially after a long travel and have not seem him since before Christmas! That very day I was falling sick, but I thought I was just tired. And I've been coughing from day before but I didn't take it seriously.. Then my cough started to give me chest pain... The next day my throat was sore. Sore to a point that it hurts when I swallow anything. The day after I had fever... The day after I contracted the cold too. We went out everyday but only just a little as I feel tired and sickish easily. It was a nice resting trip, great to be taken care when sick but pity that I was sick when I was on holiday, cause I hardly did nuts. Although, having a good time is always about who you are with and not where you are. And Fabio's family and friends are really sweeet and nice and I had a good time just being surrounded by them. Though I wish I spoke and understood more Italian. I was very quiet most of the time as I don't speak unless I feel confident... Which tells me I should go back to Italian school again... Need to brush up.. I miss speaking the language...