Bandung, Indonesia 11-14th April 2009, Day 1

Selamat Soree…..

11^th April 2009, ……Early in the morning unwilling to wake up. It was 5 am and our mind is still in the bed…..

Got me bro to bring us to the airport.

Upon arrival, first thing to look for ….check in counter. Air Asia has renovated and we were a bit lost. There were 2 entrance, international and domestic departure entrance. I was determined that it was International, my honey argued domestic.

Well, common sense tells its international, hence I persuaded her and we went in. Then the security told us we have to check in at Domestic entrance before we proceed to the departure hall. Haiyo……

Kena machine gun again…..i was like the matrix guy dodging the bullet. She was immaculately sharp, my matrix skill cant dodge her bullets.

The gun shot series extended till we found a place to eat…hihihihi pheeewww

We kissed and made up,…hahahaha I win.

Honey was thirsty…..

She had a cup of milo…..aaahhhhh…..

8am, Departure time...... up to the plane we go. We snooze most of the time in the plane. It was freezing cold…..we sneeze and tried to cuddle but the seat design was just not for couples.

Close to nearby,

To Bandung with luv……

Met some old friends during the flight. Back in the music industry days. The legendary Ruslan Mamat, producer and manager for Amy Lina, Queen of Dangdut!!!! Huhuhuhuhu

Gave us some tips on how to go about Bandung without being con. ,)

The airport was really….UUummmm….complex…..small…..kecik…..

As expected, our ride from the hotel has arrived, waiting eagerly for us…..

We sat in a MPV, called Kijang. The ride was less than 10 minutes…..

This 2 pictures was taken specifically by me honey. She was furious with me. The reception miscalculated by 100 rupee, I told her it was ok. The next minute….silent treatment. She wanted to machine gun me but she was out of bullet….kakakakakaka…..

I explained to her, these are the people whom take care of the rooms and our arrangements, its ok. But she was mad cause I doubted her calculation ability. Hmmmm….kena again la in the room…..rat tat tat tat tat tat…..

Before that, she went around and took some lovely pictures of our temporary stable.

After checkin in.....

Got a short nap......ZZZZzzzzzzzZZZZZZZzzzzzzz....

Charge battery.......tooot...toooot....tooot....

finally rejuvenated...,,, ready for a short stroll to seek dinner and transform into tourist mode.....

pose a bit before we leave the hotel.......

half way to Istana Plaza....scouted out some potential food place along the way.....and this is dunno wat road.....

KFC no pok

Also dun have Mc pok

Plaza Istana, closest shopping mall. A decent mall, with a reasonable variety of shopping items to browse at.

Did not browse much though,.... was distracted by the stomach's growl. We had a power pack short meeting. After 5 minutes of intense brain storming, we decided to try local food.....huhuhuhuhuhu.....what a commotion....

There is only one local restaurant in the mall..... decent looking place....Uuummmm..... quite clean.....MMmmmm.... nice looking menu....... oh shoot....this one it is....

The food menu was like ancient sanscript.....food names which can never make head or tails out of it. We are malaysians, but these writings are.....????!!!!!

Blink, Blink !!!!

Got some snacks whilst shopping..... (not my idea ,p)

She saw her favorite sport shoe in this mall, but the price was no difference in terms of pricing, from the ones in malaysia. Thought off exhausting other options before purchasing.

After several apparel shop, whilst looking for her shoe, her attention was drawn by dresses and shirts....and hence got this...

The evening was getting darker....and its gonna be 10pm..... head back to hotel.

i am telling you........ shopping is harder than doing gym.....

Almost wreck every inch of me body from shopping. Here is why.....

The Head, constantly twist and turn to look out for fashion etc etc...make decision, choose, ....hair shedding from variety overload.....

The Body, basically the shoulders' are for carrying loads of personal belongings.....the chest....supporting the shoulder with intense strength when shoulder muscle run into fatigue..... abdomen muscle to support the chest.....look at how the body complement each other.....pheeewww...

The Hands, the suffer the most from carrying items.....

The legs......Supporting the whole body!!!!!!

The minute we got to our room.... flat on the bed....

Me darling still insist on doing the accounts....!!!!! drag my ass up and open up snacks.....and open general ledger.......

Thats all for Day 1.......