Saturday, December 27, 2008
Most Anti-Cipate-d
Just to pleasantly surprise you if you hadn't realized, the lord has landed. Wait no further, I shall finally sit and write the summary I owe. [And you owe me big time for making me blog this when I was busy doing up my kaavadi hor Alicia] Been some time since I got it last updated and since someone doesn't wanna let me off till I update her on things, I think I better get it done. And this is it, from India till New Zealand. Read, bleed.
I was back to Singapore surprisingly like how I didn't expect. Not cause it was part of the plan but because Bombay was apparently bombarded with grenades and live rounds when I was fast asleep. The actual plan was for me to get to India and stay there till it's time for me to head to New Zealand before I finally finish my training and return on the 26th of January. Just in case you're curious on which part of India I was at, I was at Bombay. [Remember Taj Hotel?] Now they can have a hyphen in between the name and call it Bomb-Bay. CB! Nevertheless, do not fret like some of my relatives. I was safe. And finally froze my ass off in New Zealand with everything in working condition.
If how India was for me is the main dish in your 10 course meal, it was awesome. I never thought I would appreciate India that much. The people, the culture, the way of life. All so different. Even the languages. Only a handful knew a little bit of Tamil. Been an awful number of days that I was there. Too much for me to recall and write down but as they say, we don't remember days. We remember moments. And moments will definitely be cherished till death does me apart. How I got back was a funny story. I was accompanied by the commandos of the Indian army. How awesome. And what do people call me again? Soldier or something?
I missed my mummy more than I ever would have. The furthest I have been without her is Sentosa. India was taking the cake for it till I got to New Zealand. And this will mark the end of my overseas trips. I pulled out from the Las Vegas trip. I ain't gonna leave her for anywhere from now on. Mistake made, lesson learnt. I kept calling her every single day only to get scolded for wasting my money on calls. But that's how it works. I cannot sleep if I don't get scolded by her and she can never wake up if she doesn't scold me.
When I was in New Zealand, I was a very cons-pused [Confused] Praba. First off, weather there, was extremely cold. Too cold for comfort. It's so cold that you could curl up in the refrigerator and you'd still think that's the warmest place you could find. It could drop to a lung spearing 0 degrees Celsius. The highest I heard it went up to was 20 degrees Celsius . Having said that, I find it ridiculously weird when I call up motels and they tell me about how their motels are air-conditioned. And you know the best part? It's summer. And I'm the guy who HATES cold weathers. I don't mind being in hot countries. I like it. Never cold. Can you imagine me going to New Zealand in winter? I'll conveniently lock myself up in the microwave oven.
People. If weather ain't enough, you'd find the weirdest of people in New Zealand. To begin with, everyone there bloody thinks I'm black. As in some Nigerian or Tongo or somewhere along those lines. BUT, that made life there a little bit more interesting. I got checked out by black girls. HeeHaa! And black girls, I like. So that sums up my small summary of the overseas trip. Photos are still in my cam. I graciously lost my USB cable for the camera. You've gotta wait till I get the cable before I show you how the party was rocked. Adios.Labels: India, New Zealand
Praba
- 10:25 AM
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