Tuesday, 02 December 2008
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The Portugese,The Spanish,The Catalunian and The Malaysian.
*it was in seating order inna cab from Roisson to Lisbon Airport.*
had good and tremendous time in Lisbon.Weather, alhamdulillah, very very nice. Not too cold. I guess, it was about 15°C. Not bad huh? This time, i tagged along with Joyce. Taiwanese from New York. Met her during her check in and i popped the question bout heading to Sintra. A lovely lovely person. Soft spoken. Was glad i cleaned my ears! ha ha ha When i talked, i make sure my voice kept soft as well. But can't keep furlong. After a while, when i caught up with excitement again, i was loud as usual! Hopefully she's alright!
Sintra was like a fairy tale land. Managed to get in one castle. Time doesn't permit us for others. Hmmm...though we managed to get outside photos from the rest of the places. I'm not complaining. I WILL BE BACK THERE WITH EITHER MY SISTERS OR LEON. Too many things to see. When i walked around Roisson, i was glad and happy and feeling super lucky to have chosen the ROISSON HOSTEL. Extremely nice- felt like a cozy hotel instead of hostel! and the location -superb. From my very window, awesome view of the square( i can't remember the name!) and overlooking of the San't Jorge Fortress. WOW. It was only 18 Euro!
Was sad when i have to depart back to Frankfurt. If only i was on my own holiday, i will just take it easy and enjoy the weather and the sweets treats! It's heaven!
I waited at the wrong bus stop. when i saw the express bus to the airport, i was running like mad women. With heavy souvenirs! I ran! Was too late to catch up! While waiting for the next bus, there's 3 other gentlemen. Guess they missed the bus as well! ha ha!
I suggested we share the cab to the airport. Was funny. None could speak english. But we managed to have "descent" conversations. -Based on guessing and of course, hand's gestures. I kept telling myself never ever try to do the typical hand sign for makan! It could be cursing sign for certain part of the world!
Inna cab, i settled myself inna middle seat behind. The other guy trying to explain to me if i was comfortable or it'll be better if i sit at the front. So sweet. But i don't mind getting sandwich in between the other two gentlemen. No poor intention. My conscience's clear. Poor these lovely gentlemen. Kinda bulky body built up and because respect of me as being a girl, they rather have a crampy space. Nope. By looking at all the three of them, i kinda feel like they are not the gatai miang type of people. Struggling to chat, the guy on my left side (the Catalan!) managed to put up few words in english. I was curious what language the guy in front was chatting with the driver. According to the catalan chap, the driver maintain conversing in portuguese and the other maintained speaking in spanish. Wow, i thought they could only do that with the italian and viceversa! Wow. Righteous. Been sandwich in between the Catalunian, i smiled. They both could not speak spanish! funny of course since Catalonia is in Spain. They are still proud as well as still annoyed for the fact that Catalonia belongs to Spain. (this is my very own quote!) the spanish speaking person at the front beside the driver stressed on this fact: SPANISH IS SPANISH, CATALAN IS CATALAN. -Noted, Sir.
Cute and humble gentlemen. taxi fares was 8 euro. I took out my 2 euro as part of the share. declined politely. They bid me good by and i wished them a good flight to Barcelona...
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