Act I

Trip Start Jun 28, 2011
1
4
Trip End Jul 14, 2011


Loading Map
Map your own trip!
Map Options
Show trip route
Hide lines
shadow
What I did
Depart from Changi Airport to Colombo
Lounge at Lotus Lounge in Colombo
Lunch with the Santosa family

Flag of Singapore  ,
Tuesday, June 28, 2011

The night before, I remembered I stayed up until 4 am in the morning in order that I could at least settle the details of the first two days in Paris. If that didn't happen, then at least the first day. I had to go to ratp.fr and look at all the details from how to go into the hotel from the airport, and the fastest ways to get to the places that we wanted to reach.

I couldn't believe that my mom packed nothing until a couple of hours before going off. She told my sisters that she was an experienced traveler, and that she had no need for too much time to pack. I was skeptical. Everyone was.

Did she prepare for hot weather? Did she prepare for cold weather? Did she prepare for the chargers, and the plugs necessary so she could charge?

I had everything packed in Indonesia, except that I wanted to buy the Panasonic E-PL2 camera & a pair of sunglasses in Singapore. That was the reason why I had gone with my dad to Mustafa the day before until around 2 am.
 
If anyone needed to know the chronology:

1. Arrived in Singapore
2. Went to Mustafa
3. Arrived at home
4. Make detailed itineraries
5. Sleep
6. Lunch
7. Airport

We also bought the plugs in Mustafa. My dad bought two, one of which had 9 plugs. We also bought a dual-USB charger to be used in a car. That was it.

In any case, there was no need to wonder why I felt a huge amount of pressure and stress when I got up at 11. The airplane was going to take off at 16:10. Having lunch was indeed necessary for the body, and I wouldn't mind, but usually it'd take much longer if it had been in a group.

We went off to Bukit Timah Plaza and ate at the nyonya place. I got myself the Nasi Lemak and barley. My mom bought the mango pudding, which was really delicious. That done, we went back and took our baggages.

We divided ourselves into two groups. Daddy, Kezia and I took the cab. The others used the car to go to the airport. There wasn't room for just one cab or one car.

Once we got there, I went straight into the GST refund area to ask about my camera. In the receipt, we had a lot of other small things, so we feared that we had to show everything. The man told us that we could safely place the things we didn't want to hang-carry inside the baggages. Good.
 
We checked in. We flew using Sri Lankan Airline. Whilst waiting, I went to the nearest Guardian to buy myself a tanning lotion. Yes, because with my kind of skin, I really needed that. Those who knew me well knew the rationale. It cost less than $10.

Anyhow, Keren brought a small baggage. Kezia did, too. Dad and mom shared theirs in one big baggage. I brought my usual big light-blue Samsonite baggage that I had bought in Italy the year before.

After that was done, we went pass the immigration. Keren hopped onto the trolley like a 6-year-old. We went to the GST refund, and got myself a $77 reimbursement. The price wasn't a lot different than the one in Indonesia. However, to be fair, we didn't have time to go to Funan centre. I was glad that I went to Mustafa instead.

After that, we went into the lounge. There was dim sum and other sorts of nice food. There was an assortment of alcoholic things. I made something with Shirley and a couple more things. This was when I thought, "The alcoholic journey begins now."

We went into the plane on time, if a bit hassled passing through the securities. Not because I did something wrong, but there were many others who couldn't listen to rules. For instance, there was this one man who brought a shaving cream or something. He told the security officers that it contained less than the amount they forbid. The security officers told him that they went by the capacity of the bottle, not the amount of liquid it contained. If I hadn't known, and after being informed of the law, I would've said that was fine and moved on, letting the things go. However, the man just kept quarreling. The boy who was with him had also carried canned drinks. The old man was told, "You can keep it and go outside. Or let this go and board the plane." That might sound a bit much, if the old man hadn't been too persistent. Similar tone was given to the boy, who immediately said that it was fine to have those drinks confiscated.

My impression? Lack of education, but also generation gaps. Never underestimate the value of education.

Another impression of the Sri Lankan airline that we had was how hot the plane was before departing. I guess that's budget for you. I wasn't expecting them to go that far.

The service inside the plane was mixed, I guess. I read the reviews before choosing to fly using Sri Lankan Airlines. In the sense, if you're lucky, you'd be greeted and served well. If not, be prepared to be served by ill-tempered people. For example, my mom asked for the chicken curry. They didn't have it anymore. Already it felt like they took ages to serve the food to us, and when they did, they didn't have what we wanted. So my mom asked to have a look at the noodles. The lady made those annoying fussy noises and harshly opened the noodles for her to see, with all the water dropping on me, and she didn't have a care for it. Also, the people to offer drinks never came by. My mom asked for the cinzano and a glass of red wine, but she was only given the red wine.

I decided to just sleep through as much as I could to cool myself down. I adjusted my watch into the time in Paris and tried to set my biological clock accordingly.
Slideshow Report as Spam

Comments

singaporehotelcom on

In this blog may provide the good skills for the communication and the details for the restaurants. Traveling places and services are arrange the travel guide and the details are mentioned this sites.

Add Comment

Use this image in your site

Copy and paste this html: