*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...

guess, this year is my holiday year.

after long trip and being frustrated not being able to get to Niagara Falls, i made my way to...oh ya, was in Tallinn, capital of Estonia!

just got back from my hometown. main reason to go back, DURIAN. be it one of the most disgusting smell, taste, fear factor's facto, i couldn't give a damn. I LOVE DURIAN. had lil bit way too much! Nanie had to calm me to stop bulldozing one fruit after another.

don't bet on my breath!

short break and of course, never enough time to explore Penang. here i mean the real paradiso of Penang island. the food. way too many restaurants. places of interest, of course, you could have done it within a day or two, MAX.

i love my kampung. right by the beach. soothing-or toiiiinnnggg!if u spend too much time in super cool Sunset Bistro.       

was very happy to meeting up with my ex schoolmates. very very short mini reunion (impromptu) with Erin and Jannah brought the durian over at Bikha's place.-Bikha called her mom asking how to prep pulut (sticky rice).

Nanie, starts to eat durian n starting to enjoy it. eeeyyyaaahhhhooooo.

reminiscent of good "younger" days, brought back mega laughter and all the tricks and scores and jinxes and whatever supposed to be only you and you only, revealed. bwaahaa haa ALAMAK, i totaly forgotten to snap any photos together. damn it. too excited with the durian, plus before the durian session in the evening, had super huge seafood dinner in tanjong tokong. yeap, i survived the fresh, SHELLFOOD!

minor traffic jam entering Penang Bridge due to bottle neck system and of course, during peak hour.

Erin was extremely nice, bringing us 10 bijik of durian and bought the styrofoam casing not forgetting the masking tape. the king of fruit, however many things we put to "supposedly" absorb the pungent smell, be it in sealed styrofoam container, pandan leaves, breads, the smell, ada lagi bau..

arrived safely without headache. 

Nanie drove all the way. my driving licence, expired!

yawn. eyes getting heavy, tried to upload my pics but connection very slow. tired...will do it when i get back from Sydney.

yesterday was not my day. first of all, the management people upset me. their choices of words, the way they talked, the way i've been treated, and etc. upset me.

then, roster's out. FUCKING upset. .i have all the daily flights in the world plus the FUCKING FTL London flight.

work was alright. no complaint except i was bitching about my FUCKING roster.

then, i was so so down when i get back. i almost break down when i was inna aerotrain! thinking about how am i suppose to get through NEXT MONTH?

i needed to talk to Leon so badly. from the afternoon. but he was damn busy. this, i knew.

when i was inna aerotrain, i was contemplating to call. my right brain battling with left. one saying that i should wait till the day after because Leon is dead tired, arrived from Manila that morning and catching the red eye for work plus all the meetings for the Manila follow up yada yada. left is saying, what the heck, i needed to explode!

yesterday i decided i will be in silent zone for a week for Leon.

this morning, with my head bit ting tong from last night out and boose, i picked up the call and immediately listening attentively to Leon otherside of story. then only i realised, this guy fucking smart. bang bang bang bang bang explaining he was having FUCKING DAY yesterday. gosh, i could imagine how fuck it is because i was having the same shite.

damn it. i laugh. bout my aborted declaration of silent zone!. mission aborted. boyfriend is too smart to play me out!

although i never live together under one roof with any life partner of mine, i could imagine if this thing happen.

like, i'm having a fucking bad day, needed to trash it out to your soul mate. so happen ditto case. how should one react? i know in my case, i should have wait till today. but i was too down.

GUESS, if in case we were living together, perhaps i could see how is he doing as well. before i blurt. perhaps, the best thing to soothe our messy mind, raging heart, beaten day could be snuggle up under his arms, with hot milk (a bottle of beer(s) is an options)! hear his heart beat and relax...lazy... and sigh...a relieve sigh, at least i am here in my love one's arm, feeling his warmth and listening his heart beat- as an additional background music...