Thursday, July 19, 2007

Boat party




Our annual summer event turned out to be a dinner cruise and what a perfect day for that. It was hot & humid the day before so I guess we lucked out on the 12th...




Back...

For Good by Take That.


Been very busy since coming back from St. Vincent. Julie & the boys, mom & dad, Susan & Will were celebrating mom's birthday early last weekend. We all went home to have dinner at Bangkok Garden 'cause mom decided The Cheesecake Factory would be a bit of a wait on a Saturday night. (But we still managed to get the Godiva cheesecake from there after dinner!) Then Sunday was spent shopping in Soho and Times Square's Toys 'r' Us.

The weekend before, all of us went to the Museum of Natural History hoping to see if dad's interview got posted in the Mythic Creatures special exhibit. Alas, tickets were sold out for that part but Tyler still got to see his dinosaurs.




Monday, July 9, 2007

Flee - Part Three

My flight out from St. Vincent was scheduled for 3:15 pm but guess what, I had to catch the 7:30 am ferry because it was Sunday & routes run scarce on weekends! Oh my god, I had so much time to kill. Most shops were closed (again, because it was Sunday) and I had nowhere to go. The cab driver suggested a beach hotel I could have breakfast at, so he took me to Beachcomber on the south side of the island. Wanted to be on the beach, but I guess rolling my suitcase will just be silly. Time finally passed but not quick enough. AND MY FLIGHT OUT WAS DELAYED ANOTHER HOUR, ARRHHHH!

Got to Barbados, customs confiscated part of my wedding party favor (the groom/corkscrew). I didn't check what the favor was, so it was another case where I was clueless. At least I still have the bride/cork stopper (very nice silver). Or so I thought. Because right before I boarded the plane, there was another security check AND THEY TOOK THAT TOO! I went "whatever, I'm not checking in anything". (Other travelling woes - some wedding guests lost their luggage on Liat Airlines; Nat's sister was travelling 3 days from Arizona with her husband & baby, via Puerto Rico where their flight got cancelled, and still missed the wedding; Nat's hairdresser made it just in time, I mean on the afternoon itself.)

You'd think my stories end there. Haha nooo... at JFK, a verbal fight broke out when a bunch of people tried to rush the queue going through customs. Apparently several international flights came in at the same time & all hell broke loose. Security had to be called in (this was the same day of the attempted bombing at Glasgow; JFK's security was heightened already) & I got home at about 2:30 am. Of course I had to go to work in a few hours. For the busiest time of the month. Oh joy.

I do - Part deux

Slept like the dead and but got up by 8:30 am for breakfast. Went into town (Port Elizabeth) via a pickup/cab for the fruit market & a walkabout. Loved all the tropical fruits (similar to Malaysia's minus the durian)! Was flattered when dude-in-dreads said "give me some loooove" & I knuckled him back. The one & only souvenir shop was a shack with funny ladies selling t-shirts and knick knacks (but no fridge magnets or coffee mugs). It didn't take long for us to navigate through the one-street downtown. Had a good local lunch but everything was on Caribbean time so it was slooooow coming. Rushed back to the hotel to change for the 4 pm wedding.

Come 3:30 pm & Merva (matron of honor) was no where to be found, so Ana & I helped Nat with her gown. I had to climb under it to pin her petticoats (yes, lots of layers). It's good engineering under there, I tell ya. We mini-bussed it to church & because it was hot as Hades, every guest got a very nice fan & bottle of cold water along with the program.

Nat & Darrell got a saxophonist & he played Kenny G's 'The Wedding Song' when Nat walked down the aisle. The whole ceremony was very touching; so much so that Nat was practically hiccuping when reciting her vows. And Darrell was a cry baby as well ;-)

We adjourned back to the resort's Mosquito Bar for the reception. Had fun with the Polaroids & signing of the guest book. We had a really good DJ, so good that bartender and local busboys were literally jumping. As I didn't even have time to put on my bathing suit, I took off my shoes & just walked along the beach - it was almost midnight then.




Wedding adventures - Part I

So Bequia was further than I thought - I could almost high-fived Hugo Chavez in Venezuela (my bad for not paying attention to Nat's very detailed wedding site). I had no sleep from the night/early morning before as I was packing & was picked up by Super Shuttle (you know how they operate). The first leg was almost 6 hours to Barbados, what was supposedly a 2 hour layover turned into 3 hours; another 40 minutes flight to St. Vincent was uneventful. That someone who's supposed to pick me up wasn't there, so I just followed some guy hoping to get to Grenadine Wharf for the ferry. Kingstown is hilly and the driving mad - let's just say I thought I'd end up crashing into somebody's living room. Had a tough time carrying my suitcase up the almost vertical (must have been an 89 degree incline) stairs & the locals were looking and wondering "what is this asian kid doing here?". Again, my bad for not paying attention (heck, the bride booked all my flights AND got a roommate for me) - the ferry ride was an HOUR. FINALLY got to Bequia, and nobody waited for me as well. I was tired out & just jumped into a van/cab with 8 other people, hoping I'll get to where I was supposed to. I really did not care at that point. Good thing I got dropped off first, rolled my baggage uphill to the hotel's reception and saw Merva & Nat in the lobby :-)

The resort was great. Quickly changed for the rehearsal dinner (Nat's aunt cooked local dishes) and after that adjourned to the outdoor bar downstairs overlooking the bay. Called it a night at about 11 pm (well, by that time I was up for 21 hours). I left Ana & Michelle P. to move Nat's wedding gownto the bridal suite without Darrell seeing a scrap of fabric. All that talk of train bustling/crimping/folding etc. was ahhhhhh..... More crazy details I won't care about, haha.

Approaching Barbados
Grenadine Wharf, Kingstown


With Ana & Michelle P.

Friday, July 6, 2007

Here's to...

.. anyone who has suffered a heartbreak or two.

Your subtleties
They strangle me
I can't explain myself at all.
And all the wants
And all the needs
All I don't want to need at all.
The walls start breathing
My mind's unweaving
Maybe it's best you leave me alone.
A weight is lifted
On this evening
I give the final blow.
When darkness turns to light,
It ends tonight
It ends tonight.
A falling star
Least I fall alone.
I can't explain what you can't explain.
You're finding things that you didn't know
I look at you with such disdain
The walls start breathing
My mind's unweaving
Maybe it's best you leave me alone.
A weight is lifted
On this evening
I give the final blow.
When darkness turns to light
It ends tonight,
It ends tonight.
Just a little insight won't make this right
It's too late to fight
It ends tonight,
It ends tonight.
Now I'm on my own side
It's better than being on your side
It's my fault when you're blind
It's better that I see it through your eyes
All these thoughts locked inside
Now you're the first to know
When darkness turns to light
It ends tonight,
It ends tonight.
Just a little insight won't make this right
It's too late to fight
It ends tonight,
It ends
When darkness turns to light
It ends tonight,
It ends tonight.
Just a little insight won't make this right
It's too late to fight
It ends tonight,
It ends tonight.
Tonight
Insight
When darkness turns to light,
It ends tonight.