Wednesday, 27 June 2012

"Adventure of Seas" Day 1


We just got home from our first cruise vacation with "Adventure of the Seas" - Royal Caribbean. I was so mesmerized by the whole trip that I decided to jot down the experience in here. There will be more stories to come, but I guess the day-to-day itinerary could help for now.
In front of the ship!
DAY 1
We arrived in Malaga Airport at around 11. 15 – 15 minutes late from schedule. The conveyor belt took quite long to return our baggage hence we only finished with everything by 11. 45ish. We were a bit nervous as we have no information in our booklet about which counter to approach outside Malaga airport for Royal Caribbean Passengers. However, turned out that our worry was unnecessary; once out from the airport glass gate, we found a lady with the Royal Caribbean sign bearing the ship’s name “Adventure of the Seas.” We were asked of our names and then were told to find another employee with the same uniform just a bit further. We found this second employee and the process was done again, we were asked for our names and were told to find another employee a bit further. There were around 3-4 employees standing in several points, guiding and pointing people to the correct bus. Before boarding the bus, our luggage, which were already tagged with the luggage tags provided, bearing our name and cabin number, were stowed under the side of the bus and once arrived at the Pier, we did not have to carry  them up to the check in counter. The drive from the airport to Malaga was around 20 minutes, and we managed to catch a glimpse of the city and the beautiful beach. The Malagans are very lucky people indeed, living in Paradise! Around 12ish we arrived at the pier and our tummy was completely unfilled – we need food! We needed to show our booking paper and our passport at the gate and had our hand bags scanned. No outside drinks and food were allowed, except for baby food and crackers.

Then, we had to queue for checking in; the queue was only 2-5 minutes as there were like 20-40 check in counters available.  The person who handled our check in was a very friendly young Spaniard guy who spoke only limited English. The check in took quite some time as we were not EU citizen and we did not have a stamped visa in our passport, which confused the staff. Somehow, because of that reason, ‘they’ – whoever they are- decided that they needed to have our passport AND our EU (German) ID card kept in the ship’s safe deposit box and we were only given copies of our passports and ID and a coupon to retrieve them after the trip ended. At the end of the check in process, we were given our Sea Pass card, as our ID card on the ship. The card had our name, room number (without the deck level), our dining room designation with the dining time and most importantly our muster station, printed on it. The card also acts as a form of payment – whenever we purchased a service at the ship- be it a glass of champagne or a cup of ben & jerry’s ice cream, we simply gave the staff the card and the charge will goes automatically into our stateroom bill. We used also the card as a boarding pass to get off and on the ship on every port of calls.
Once we were done with the check in process, it was almost 1 PM. An employee checked passport details – in our case, our passport copies -and the Sea Pass card at the final gate before boarding and after passing that final checking on ground, we were greeted by a group of photographers from the cruise. We were escorted to a mini studio where our embarkation photos were taken. Our first photo of the holiday! From there we were lead to the gangway of the ship. The gangway or the entrance of the ship at that time was on the 4th deck. After handing in our sea pass card to the security officers and had our pictures taken at the entrance of the ship - this time for security purposes, we were finally inside the ship!
As we were completely hungry, from deck 4 we went straight to the Windjammer Cafe on deck 11. Our first glimpse of the ship showed that the ship although was already 10 years old, showed no sign of rusting. I simply find the ship to exuded cheerful aura, judging from the thousands of lamps found inside the ship.



View of the royal promenade. 








 When we arrived around 1.15ish, the Windjammer Cafe was only half full. The cafe boasted a buffet kind of diner with 3 rounds of buffet area and a sole buffet area for dessert and appetizer. The glass windows surrounded the seating area from bottom to ceiling. I loved it! Staff were everywhere and always greeted us cheerfully. All staff wore name tags with their nationalities printed on it. Most of the staff that we met were Filipinas – they were always nice to us and 90 percent of the time always thought that we were Filipinas too. We also met some Indonesian waiters who spoke quite good English and Spanish too.

Having our tummies filled, we then went to our room. It was ready but without our luggage in sight. As this was our first cruise trip, we splurged a bit hence we booked a Balcony room – a slightly less expensive than a Suite stateroom. The room itself was clean, not something extremely spacious but roomy enough for 2 adults and a kid. The balcony was clean with 2 chairs and a small table.


Our room (right photo), the little monkey at the top right hanging from the hanger was a " towelgami" made by Jerome, our stateroom attendant. 
Our view each evening from the balcony

At around 4 PM, we went down to our muster station – that is the meeting point on the ship near the lifeboat where we must go if there is any emergency event. The drill lasted for around 30 minutes and after that we went for to the room again to check if our luggage had arrived. Unpacking was easy as the room had hidden drawers here and there and the bed was high enough to conceal two big suitcases. Bravo! By the time we finished packing the ship had sailed – we hardly felt any humps and bums as the sail was smooth all the way.
The ship was huge and had 14 decks: there were two medium size swimming pools, three Jacuzzis and one splash pool for small children, a rock climbing wall, a mini golf course and a golf simulator; a basketball field, an in-line skate track and a jogging track, two studios and an ice skating ring. Not to mention the many shops and cafes on the royal promenades. There were also an arcade and discos, and some kids club. 

The jacuzzi and pools!


By 7-ish we went to our dining table. Hoping to find a nice couple to chat with... we found that other couple on the table to be two Germans who hardly speak to us, ha ha ha. As for the food, same as in the windjammer, they were okay and slightly tastier than your average family restaurant. It was a 3 course dinner and we were given a menu with a note on the chef’s special for the night.
There was a show and parade for the night but we were too sleepy to attend them as we woke around 5-30 ish that day for the trip. Having our tummies full, we went straight off to our bed from the dining room and dozing off instantly.

This is the Main dining rooom

Hubby's fave time : dinner time!

Thursday, 3 May 2012

Happy Birthday to me

Hell yeah! I'm 33 now, starting last Wednesday! Though mentally and physically, I don't think I look 33, right? I feel like still 25! (ahemmmm).

There was no party this year and no BBQ, but at least my Mom is here with me to celebrate it, yay!
AND I was happy to know that there are still people that care for me and have time to send me a birthday greeting (thank you Facebook reminder!).
Gifts? My mom bought me a picnic basket, you know, a rattan box with dining utensils for picnic like this one, so cute!
And my hubby bought me a cake, roses and hum hum... a treat in a branded boutique, ahem! Sounds like I have all that a woman needs in one birthday!

On Monday, hubby took a leave from office and all of us went to an amusement park in Bottrop, Germany. The idea is for my daughter to meet her fave characters, Dora, Diego and SpongeBob. But of course, the roller-coaster junkie in me took over and I challenged hubby to ride this crazy ride called Crazy Surfer.



This is the first time I've seen such a ride. From the name, one can tell that the rider will feel the sensation of surfing gigantic, crazy waves. It was crazy, and nauseating! And of course, I lost the bet with my husband. I guess I'm 33 after all.

PS : photo is from http://picnicatascot.com and http://www.thethemeparkguy.com/park/movie-park-germany/movie-park-calls-it-crazy-surfer-big.jpg and all the rights belong to the listed websites.


Thursday, 19 April 2012

25 for 100??

I bought a hairdressing voucher from this Groupon, where it supposedly worth 100 Euros and I only paid 25 Euros. And the naive me went to the hairdresser today, expecting I would get a super-100 Euros-treatment. I always wanted to have the cute-japanese-fringe cut, so today I went for it. I was not disappointed, but was not totally jazzed up with the service either. The service was okay, it was the usual: cut, wash, blow dry, eye brow trimming and facial hair removal. It was okay for 25 Euros, but it certainly does not worth 100 Euros as per the advertisement.
I got my Japanese Fringe in the end, though Rania was not happy with my new haircut. She hated it so much that she cried when she first saw me as soon as I got home.
The lesson here : You pay for what you get. When you pay 25 Euros, expect 25 Euros treatment, hihihi.






Tuesday, 17 April 2012

Ready for my book?

I have a number of short stories on pregnancy and having a baby, in preparation to be published. Been staying there in my computer hard drive for like 2 years and the easy-breezy-lifestyle in Bonn has been successful in raising my urge to publish them.

Well, I have tried to sell it before to a big publisher like, 2 years ago. Not only that they never informed me the result of my proposal, they seemed to lost the draft as they never returned it!
So now I'm thinking to publish them (hard copy) with indie cum self-publishing, also in e-book format -hey, this the Google era, Man!

Basically, the draft is in Bahasa Indonesia, my mother tongue. HOWEVER, my husband informed his boss' boss ( YES, the boss of HIS BOSS!) that I will publish a book... in English. This Summer. OUCH! And moreover, she told anyone in the team that they need to support it a.k.a buy the book. Ahem... and the draft is still in Bahasa yaaa, not yet translated, not even a word! Meaning I still have long way to gooo to translate them into 'enjoyable-non plain' English. Ngyaiks!

Other than that I need to think about the layout, the cover, summary, and such. And the thank yous. Yikes. Looks like I got much stuff to work on. And this, on top of my usual work of being a mommy to ms cupcake AND the on-line project manager thingy.

Well, let's get on with it then!

Friday, 17 February 2012

Crazy about organizing


I'm not an organized person. I never liked the idea of tidying up or decorating a room.

Things change however after our move here to Bonn. Living in a nice apartment where we have to fill it from scratch, including kitchen AND lightbulbs! (ouch!), arrange the furnitures and decorate the apartment; things were tough at the beginning. From late delivery to days of installation / montaging - we decided we didn't want to spoil our mood by building them by ourselves so we hired a handyman - an excuse to be lazy :)

Since we don't have a maid to help clean the house (we used to have one back in SG), I decided that the house should be free from clutter. And, boy, it is not easy. Especially in the living room and Rania's room. Oh, those toys, my eyes, my eyes get sore for just seeing them! I don't want to throw them as some are gifts from loved ones and Ms Rania specifically remember each and every of her toys.

So, I start my journey to have cluter-less apartment. I hate seeing Ikea website where they show living ideas, or any DIY websites, because they all seem too tidy, too clutter-less and unrealistic!

So I started to search for organizing bloggers. REAL PEOPLE who blog about home organizing. They seem to have better solution to my problem.
It is very therapeutic to read those blogs, though at the same time make me feel so small. For example, this blog:
The writer is a mother of 6, ladies and gentlemen and she updates her blog regularly. Me? Just one toddler and I hardly have time to answer my email. Talk about bad time-management people!

This is another of my fave blog. It's an organizing / DIY blog and the writer's apartment / house seems very, very clutter free.

Looks like I still have a lot to do to make this apartment clutter-less. Well, let's start from tidying up Rania's room then :)

Thursday, 5 January 2012

Soc Med: the new ground for bragging

Ten years ago people would brag about the places they can visit for holiday. Then flying becomes cheaper and people find another way to brag, by showing up their stuff, branded bags and expensive mobile phones. Now, mobile phones becomes so cheap, and people opt for smart phones instead. With the birth of social media and the apps in our smart phones, people find a new place to show off : Facebook, twitter, my space, you name it.

People tweet about almost everything in my timeline: from what they do during the week, movies they watch, placed they visit, what they cook and stuff they buy. Some are informative, some are horrid. Pics of their lunches / dinners make me drool, but some also make me say"eugh!"

My friends' Facebook status always make me laugh too. From high school lovers missing their loved ones (yes, I do have some 'younger' friends) to ... online store advertisements selling bikinis!

Some tweet or put status that politely show off their exquisite purchase, like "Oh, this new blablabla powder I just bought is so nice to wear" while we all know that 'blablabla' brand cost 3 meals in a fine dining restaurant. Or "wow, surely this xxx shampoo/body lotion is worth the price" while the xxx brand is only available abroad.

One tweeple (twitter people?) posted not only the pics of the touristic places but also photos of her seat in the plane -which obviously not an economy class seat- and tweeted about how she always love the 'airport lounge' And all this, for a non business trip. Talk about bragging people!

Now, please excuse me as I need to tweet and update my status, I need to brag about this new blog post I made :D

Happy New Year People! Keep on bragging! (about the good stuff, that is!)





Thursday, 4 August 2011

Half a world away

It's so nice to finally write again.
Finally.
First news, I am not in Singapore anymore. And no, I don't move back to Indonesia. Instead, we moved half a world away to...... Germany. Yupp, we are in Europe! We live in a (small) city called Bonn and we live right in the zentrum (center).
Like any city in Europe, the center is the melting pot of everything. Restaurants, shops - I am the first to know if there's a Sale in H&M-, playground, and even the street musicians.
I don't need to turn on my stereo to hear music, I just need to open my window, guess which musician who will turn up today, and voila!
Second, no, I haven't quit work. I was a bit caught up with work last year and early this year, but from now on I decided that I have to spend time to write. Life is already so good and I need to document them by writing.
Cheers!

Friday, 23 October 2009

What a stupid article....

Check out this link, and read what’s inside.
(http://www.thejakartapost.com/news/2009/10/20/live-porn-aboard-economy-train.html)

I’ll give you 3 minutes.
One, two, three...
Done?
I took me just 10 seconds to read this article before my blood temperature suddenly hit the high note.
The article was named: Live porn aboard an economy train?
It was about how in Indonesia, in the commuter trains in greater Jakarta, people breastfed their children in public, which the article said would make “.....the group of men ... enjoyed free porn that hot day.”
I think it’s sick to say that opening your blouse to breastfeed your baby would be considered as porn. For God sake, it’s an act of Love! Not porn!
The writer wrote,“How can a baby exploit their own mother’s privacy just to satisfy their hunger or thirst?” Again, she hasn’t done her homework. Don’t you know that that’s the only emotion that a baby knows? Babies are not born with database of emotions you know and of course she can’t TALK or find food on her own! She only knows that if she feels hungry, thirsty, wet, or uncomfortable, then she’ll have to grab her mother attention by... of course ,crying!
She mentioned that ‘guys’ kept watching the event curiously. Well, male commuters will always be watching this kind of incident, since commuter train in Jakarta is usually used by people from ‘that’ education level. We can ask the mothers to try covering up the breast, for example with some cloth, or bring some extra formula/breast milk on bottles. But, if these people could afford the luxury of having a breast-cover or a milk bottle, they obviously will take another mode of better but more expensive, transportation, not some low-key economy train.
Looking from the way she wrote this article, this person, whoever wrote it, has never felt the joy of breastfeeding your child, or maybe even worst, never felt the warmth of being breastfed by her mother.
I also believe that she probably never watched “real porn,” before she used this term in her so -called writing.
Please Mrs./ Ms. writer (yes, the name implied that she’s a woman), don’t be a mother , you’ll be ruining a generation or two by telling your daughter to breastfeed is to perform an act of porn. (Or maybe in fact, God had read this article and noticed that you are probably not capable of being a woman or a mother?). And do yourself your homework by watching Asia Carrera or Miyabi before using the word porn unwisely!
Shame on you, for thinking the way you think right now, and shame on Jakarta Post for publishing this article. Congratulation for creating such a low-quality, stirring up article!

Thursday, 8 October 2009

The low Miss Low??

I just got back in Singapore and voila! The first thing on the paper I read - other than stories about Padang - is the blunder in Singapore Beauty Pageant results. Well, not the results, but more on the behaviour of the winner(s), especially the chosen miss Singapore, Ris Low.

She made headlines weeks ago after media found out that she has (on-going?) charges on credit card fraud. Then, when her colleague- the second place winner-made a remark about her support to Low, Low, instead of appraising her, made accusation that her colleague was the one who leaked the her cases to media.

Before that, Low also made stirred up comments during her interview, both during and after the pageant, you can see her interview here.

Not only that, recent news also mention that from now on, a judge on her fraud charges had ordered her not to shop alone anymore, because she had spent 8000 SGD on accessories, bags, shoes, right after her winning. Talk about being a material girl :p

What bothers me is not the quality of Low as a pageant winner, but more on the quality of the juries. I mean... contestants, of course, join the contest to be a winner and believe me, being a pageant contestant myself some 10 years ago; they would do ANYTHING to win. Including faking yourself in front of Juries for example, and I'm sure, this person is really good at that. A contestant certainly would try to conceal her weaknesses and not introducing herself like this: "Hello, I'm Ris and I love credit cards so much, I used up mine and other people's to splurge. I'm sure I can represent Singapore. No? "

Supposed a contestant shared an answer like this: "My quality? Oh, umm. Let's see... I'm easy going, I'm a quick learner and I always pursue my dreams and goals." Well, inexperienced jury might just eat the raw answer, but experienced judges would translate the answer to: "My quality? Oh, umm I'm a wild party goer, I cheat on my exams and I would do anything to win this contest as it has always been my dream." Only experienced and senior judges can differentiate this type of candidate from the real ones.

Then, as I mentioned earlier, how stupid can these Miss Singapore World juries can be? I'm sure she can fool one jury, but to fool a whole panel? It turns even crazier after I found out from the latest news that Low actually is suffering from bipolar disorder. How come the juries didn't get that from their interviews with her? Shouldn't contestant be exposed to at least a basic personality test? And her English.... man... even I can do better. And I started to speak English only when I was 10 or something (on my first trip to Singapore :p). There was also a blunder concerning the English ability of winner of a beauty pageant in Indonesia a couple of years ago. Miss Indonesia 2006 (or 2007), Nadine Chandrawinata came to Los Angeles for the Miss Universe Finale... and she didn't even know how to perform a decent interview. She called Indonesia as a nice "city", and her English was comparable to those of a high school's freshman. BUT, fortunately, physically Nadine is extremely, extremely beautiful. A 6 foot tall statuesque, brown eyes, big boobs, clear skin. And Ris Low? I can tell you she's extremely PHOTOGENIC- meaning she looks pretty after makeup and through the lenses only. But she's no beauty, both inside and outside.

So I presume, from next year on, not only the quality of the contestants should be improved but also the quality of the juries. In the mean time... I have 20 years to nurture supposedly, the future Miss Singapore/Indonesian and her name is Rania :p

Monday, 5 October 2009

TURIKE IS BAAAAACCCKKK!!!

Finally, I'm back!!!
In case I forgot to mention, I just got back from Surabaya and Jakarta. I stayed in Surabaya for a week to visit my Mother in law, and then to Jakarta, the place where I grew up.
Surabaya is located near East Java Sea, which made the city humid and the temperature hot, VERY HOT. Just 5 minutes in an open space made me sweat like I had just finished a 5km run in midday. Another 5 mins and my skin would melt and dripped.
Life went slowly in Surabaya, perhaps it was just me? I dont know. But life here started at 5 am, because at 5.30 we would have sunrise already. So at 5pm, the sky was already dark and we would have sunset around 5.30 pm. By 6 we would have dinner, and by 7.... we have nothing to do. At 8, we were alrady in our pajamas. Sometimes I felt that I was in a time machine and it took us back to the 80's where we don't have internet and TV cable. How I miss those times and how I love Surabaya. Can't wait to be back next year!

And Jakarta? Still as crowded and busy as ever! We had only 3 or 4 'days of silence', the days where Jakarta's residents went home to their 'original' hometowns during the "eid Mubarak" holiday. After those days are over, roads were filled again, malls were crowded and people seemed to flood to all the places that I went to.
Rania even experienced something 'interesting' : a black out for 6 hours, because elecicity main generator had blown out.. Cool. Jakarta, how I miss you already.

Still, it's so nice to be back... no, it's not that I love singapore and its ambience that much, but it just feels good to be back on your OWN home. So good to be back to certainties, MRT, starhub, fast internet connection and... my VAIO PC :P