Tuesday, 30 December 2008
The Arrogant Mayor Nasser Pangandaman Jr of Lanao del Sur, Philippines
Wednesday, 24 December 2008
Saturday, 20 December 2008
Consuming Kids Video Clips
Here are some food-for-thoughts for parents on how to deal with direct or indirect marketing to our children.
Wednesday, 10 December 2008
Thank you ...
Life really has its way of dazzling one. It truly is a roller coaster of a ride that could transport you from one happy stage and into the saddest and lowest point of your existence. The last couple of weeks had been one crazy ride for me. I did lost momentum, felt betrayed in many ways, I’ve been enraged, angry, bitter and sad. I went through all possible emotions one could ever think of. Now, I can only look back, shake my head and move on with life – whichever way it takes me for a ride.Thank you all for your sympathies, wisdom, kind words and encouragement. At this point, I have come to accept things as what they are and how it had been for the last few weeks. I am fine and coping up after everything’s said and done. I felt a lot better after writing that piece as it served as my outlet … I needed to vent out all my pain and emotions, and I have no regrets whatsoever. I am humbled by your love and concern. Rest assured that I am well. I had my closure.
Wednesday, 26 November 2008
My father passed away ...
I was informed last night that my father died November 14 and was buried sometime last week. Just like that ... no details, no background story. I was upset ... I am still upset ... and very disappointed having been totally left out - not being in the loop ... not being told of what had happened or how it happened.
I loved my father ... it hurts me so deeply being left out in the cold, not among those who were the first to be informed ... like I never existed at all. I am angry and I do not know who to be angry with.
So, to you who made the decision to keep me from knowing the passing away of my own father: SHAME ON YOU! I never knew such selfishness. Loathe for all I care ... you certainly rejoice as you've inflicted pain in my heart but I will take comfort in knowing my father thought of me as he breathe his last breath.
Rest in peace, Daddy. You will always be in my memory.
Sunday, 26 October 2008
Cost of honour ...
How can love, or infatuation for that matter be so wrong? I am so moved by this very story. I felt rage, and hatred for this father who killed his own daughter and felt proud about his despicable act.
I will never get to understand his reasoning ... I felt numbed by just reading this tale. Will there ever be justice for this poor sould of a 16-year old? I hope so ... somewhere ... somehow.
Monday, 13 October 2008
Facebook traps
No one has escaped the Facebook craze when it opened up in the worldwide web. My friends raved so much about this phenomenon. Only now did they discover the bitter truth about being a Facebook-member.
I have been warned about Facebook during its early stages. It was meant to be a “party”-page, and this party is one that never stops. “Party”-page because it offers all the available user-friendly tools that would blow your head away, especially on the social part (dating, games, dinner groups, reunions, etc). You’ll get hooked! Facebook, as in other websites, even encourage you to give input on how to make the site better. They would acknowledge your contribution (some even claim to get certain “thank-you” fees) and will make you feel so much like “family”, and an unsuspecting one at that.
So, what is it you do not know about Facebook? Below are just some of them.
1) Facebook is governed by the California by-laws on interactive media, and they are a lot different to the laws you are accustomed to in Europe. When you accept membership, without reading the fine print, you are likely to be accepting more than what you are prepared to bargain for.
2) Once you’re in, you will always be in. It is not possible for you to get out of Facebook. Once a member, always a member. You can inactivate your profile – meaning just that, inactive. Still it’s out there online, published. You can never erase it totally from its publication nor erase it from the database. Once in, you can never get out!
3) Did you know that Facebook can change your terms of membership? Yes, they can, and they do so without your consent, or even without you being aware of it.
4) You and your “circle of friends” are one business opportunity. When you leave out information about your friends, you are allowing Facebook’s application software to store this information for their own free use – as to how, where and when: you’ll never get to know. One thing quite certain is that Facebook can share the information to just about anyone, advertisers and alike.
5) Privacy? Forget it! All pictures published in Facebook are everyone’s property on Facebook. Users of this online system can easily claim your pictures as their own – you can publish someone else’s picture in the same manner as someone else can publish your pictures somewhere. You can choose to limit view access of your pictures to your “circle of friends” … and that’s how private you can only go. So remember, when you upload your pictures on Facebook, you lose ownership of those pictures – it’s not yours anymore. Facebook owns it as far as their procedure is concerned.
6) Facebook is not a safe online site. As many of its users can attest to, it is one favourite hang-out of hackers. Make sure you do not use your bank account number (or alike) as your password – you’ll be a much too easy prey to the hackers.
These are just some of the known “bitter facts” about Facebook. So, do read the fine print of the Facebook membership before you tick the “I agree”-button.
Saturday, 6 September 2008
Wall-E : The new craze in town!
Anyway, Wall-E sure reminds me of "E.T." the alien ... twas a hit during my younger years ... and me thinks E.T. has evolved into Wal-E ... what do you think?
Wall-E Spotted in LA! from Blink on Vimeo.
Friday, 29 August 2008
father-and-son in Madrid
"mommy, when we get home you have to give daddy a consequence!"
(consequence - a word we use instead of the word "punishment")
i asked him why and so he told me how his dad convinced him to go on a roller coaster ride while visiting the Warner Brothers' amusement park. he said he felt sick after the ride and that it was bumpy and scary and the worst ride of all ... all this coming from a 7 year old with conviction. he made me promise that daddy's going to get a consequence for tricking him into going to that ride. i told him i'll think of a good consequence for daddy. and from the background i could hear his aunt laughing ... "yeah, mommy's going to give daddy some spanking".
hmmm ... we'll see.
Wednesday, 27 August 2008
odd as it may seem ...
I just came out from a meeting and as I walked down the corridors, I saw a male colleague of mine from the Research and Development Department walking towards me waving something from the other end of the corridor. As we met, he flashed his big friendly smile and said: “Hej! Har du mens idag?” (Translation: Hello, do you have your period today?). I was taken aback … did I hear him right? Excuse me, I said. He repeated his question and added: “I just want you to try the new pad we are developing for the new markets.”, and he handed me a sanitary towel napkin. I nearly fainted … boy, how I laughed! I just couldn’t imagine being asked by a man upfront if I have my period on this very day.
Oh well, that’s some Swede for you – undeniably spontaneous, and passionate about his work.
Tuesday, 26 August 2008
home alone ...
alexander was in high spirits ... quite excited over the idea of finally on his way to visit his aunt in Madrid. he'd been a tease since last night ... asking me over and over again.
"you'll be alone, mommy"
"will you feel lonely without me and Daddy?
"will you miss me, mommy?"
"what will you do when i am away?"
"shall i call to say goodnight before i go to bed?"
getting him to get changed and ready for today's adventure was easy. he shot off like a lit rocket, jumping and chanting: "i'm going to Spain. i'm going to Spain".
the house suddenly felt so empty ... and i need to get sleep. i'm now signing off ... at 4.45am.
Tuesday, 19 August 2008
100%
“There is no such thing as working over your 100% capacity.”
To this I certainly agree … heck, it all boils down to making priorities and how you distribute your time. One cannot claim he/she gave 120% of his/her time to complete a task. How does one measure 100%, much less 120%?
After today’s meeting, the subject was still hot and discussion continued in the corridors. And as if on cue, when I opened my mailbox, I found an e-mail from another colleague waiting for me. Read and enjoy.
How do you measure 100%?
From a strictly mathematical viewpoint, it goes like this,
What Makes 100%? What does it mean to give MORE than 100%? Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%? We have all been to those meetings where someone wants you to give over 100%. How about achieving 103%? What makes up 100% in life?
Here's a little mathematical formula that might help you answer these questions:
If: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z is represented as:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26.
Then:
H-A-R-D-W-O-R-K
8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%
and
K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E
11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%
But,
A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E
1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%
And,
B-U-L-L-S-H-I-T
2+21+12+12+19+8+9+20 = 103%
AND, look how far ass kissing will take you.
A-S-S-K-I-S-S-I-N-G
1+19+19+11+9+19+19+9+14+7 = 118%
So, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that while Hard work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will get you there, it's the Bullshit and Ass kissing that will put you over the top.
I can't help but grin after reading this ... I simply have to share this.
Friday, 15 August 2008
ouch!
anyway, it somehow felt good to rediscover the sport i once enjoyed in my teens. i am definitely signing up to play for the company i work for. i sure had a great time.
Thursday, 31 July 2008
Our Cyprus Holiday
Monday, 30 June 2008
will the tooth fairy come?
He had been very anxious about his loose tooth. He wanted it to fall off in weeks. He thought about the golden coins he received from the "tooth fairy" when he lost his 2 upper and 2 lower teeth - he was very excited and expectant at the prospect of receiving another "gold" coin from the "tooth fairy".
Before going to bed, Alexander asked: "Mommy, if I sleep on your bed tonight, will the "tooth fairy" come? You think she can find her way to your room if I don't sleep in my own bed? I don't want her to get lost along the way." I can't help but smile and assured him that the "tooth fairy" will sure find her way.
Don't you love the innocence of a child? I envy their "world" ... so innocent ... free ... full of imagination beyond compare.
Thursday, 19 June 2008
Russia - 2, Sweden - 0
Wednesday, 14 May 2008
"Mommy, a girl kissed me"
Isn't that quite a statement from a 7-year old? Oh well, you and I know he'll change his mind in a couple of years ... wanna bet?
Wednesday, 26 March 2008
blogging can be libelous?
Quote,
- Publicly mentioning names of people being exposed in the blog.
- Posting pictures of the people being named by Brian Gorrell in his blog.
- Publishing the URL of the blog or linking to the blog.
- Quoting a libelous sentence on the blog or re-publishing/summarizing allegations thereof
Unquote.
do you agree or disagree? well, i guess it doesn't really matter if you're living in a civilised and democratic country ... it's a whole different matter if you're blogging from the Philippines.
click the link above - and make sure you read the blog and the comments section ... this whole thing has snowballed and as it develops, it has become one truly embarassing situation for the Philippines as a country, its government, its judicial system and its people. what an outrageous, alarming and shocking revelations!
geez, i wonder if i am guilty of libel now that i've published the much talked about link in my blog ... what do you think?
Friday, 21 March 2008
Happy Easter!
And lean not on your own understanding
In all your ways acknowledge Him
And He will direct you on your path."
- A bible passage
Wednesday, 19 March 2008
VALENCIA, SPAIN: Ciudad de las Artes y Las Ciencias - L'Oceanografico
Same place we have been. The aquarium's fantastic! A visit to this wonderful museum is highly recommended.
Valencia Ciudad de las Artes y las Ciencias
14 February 2008
Our trip to Valencia is something we looked forward to. Whenever you're in Valencia, Spain, a visit to their pride and joy of a museum called Ciudad de las Artes y Las Ciencias (City of Arts and Sciences) is a must. It is one fascinating place and touted to be truly a world class science museum in every aspect.
Visit to the Oceanograpico Museum. 25€/ticket/person – it’s worth every dime (thanks for the treat, Faster Åsa). Highlight of the day was the dolphin show (see separate YouTube video).
We were up quite early this Valentine’s Day – our chirpy Alexander served as our alarm clock. He was already up and about at 5.30 am – I can assure you he’s like an annoying siren rambling about the house – not letting up unless everyone else is on their feet. As I sleepily prepared some breakfast, we map out our plan for our day activity: the 1 ½ hour trip to Valencia – the city famous for its art and science culture. It would be our advance birthday treat to Alexander.
The drive in itself was of course a bit boring for an overly excited and anxious soon-to-be-7-year-old-boy. To get him busy and his mind occupied, we initiated a contest called “spot-and-count-an-orange-tree” – there’s actually plenty of them along the stretch of AP-7 highway as most of the land are tilled as orange orchards. True enough, after counting endlessly, Alexander slept on our way home.
Tuesday, 18 March 2008
"thrilla" in Manila, Philippines
though thousand of miles away from the Philippines, i make it a point to touch base on what's going on out there by reading online mags and newspapers from Manila. while at it i came across Brian's blog which truly fascinates me in many ways possible - and he confirmed once more how things work in the Philippines. i felt so sad ... you see, there is nothing wrong about the Philippines per se ... it is some people in the Philippines behind its bad reputation.
Brian's plight is just one of those things that happen in the Philippines - and boy how he brought the house down against the so-called "elites" of the Philippines.
Below is the link to Brian's fight and cause ... make sure you read the history behind this saga (click the 8 posts on the upper left side corner of the page).
http://delfindjmontano.blogspot.com/
Friday, 14 March 2008
happy birthday to me!
Monday, 10 March 2008
a real crooner ...
Monday, 3 March 2008
twogether for 19 years ...
Sunday, 2 March 2008
fun and sunny sunday
arriving at the mall, we were in for a surprise - it's kids' day and there were activities for children at every nook and corner. what caught our attention was the giant trampoline in the middle of the shopping court where children get to hop as high as they could as they were attached to some mechanical "bungy" straps. there is no mistaking the piercing shout and shrieks of glee - it's an experience of sheer joy and excitement.
alexander was mesmerised ... he wanted to try, of course. so we queued until he got his turn. "mommy, take a picture of me when i am high up there. i want daddy to see this", he said. you can see that he was very excited. and off he went .... (see video below).
alexander was quite satisfied with the experience and was beaming with pride.
after a few rounds to the different toy shops, we decided to head for home. time passed us by so quickly ... we arrived home quite tired - i went for a nap while alexander busied himself with his Wii games. i was awaken by alexander's whisper to my ear: "mommy, i'm hungry ..." my short nap was almost a deep slumber ... it was almost 8 pm.
well, too much fun can truly wear one out ...
Saturday, 1 March 2008
the long wait is over ...
remember what i wrote about our precious scooter stolen from our backyard? the incident happened a couple of years back. last year, we were informed that it was recovered - still in traffic but physically decapacitated since its absence from our garden shed.
oh well, the only interest we have in recovering that poor thing is to get hold of its spare parts as reserve to my other scooter - and to teach that "robber" a lesson.
ahhh ... justice is truly bittersweet.
hello, springtime!
it's the 1st of March - it's the time of year when i'd get myself overly excited about a lot of special occasions bound to happen on this very month. on its first week, we celebrate our wedding anniversary; my birthday falls under the second week of March; some of my friends and cousins' birthday fall during the third week of March (Neyney and Shez among others); and my beloved husband's birthday falls under the fourth week of March - which is also the same week Sweden starts their Easter Holidays. so, you see, this for me is truly a merry month to be happy about.
i guess it is only but proper for me to say hello to springtime, and enjoy the merry and festive month of March ... and beyond!
Thursday, 28 February 2008
Application for permission to date my daughter
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APPLICATION FOR PERMISSION TO DATE MY DAUGHTER
NAME _____________________________
DATE OF BIRTH ____________HEIGHT ________ WEIGHT _________
IQ __________ GPA _________SOCIAL SECURITY #______________
DRIVERS LICENSE #____________
BOY SCOUT RANK AND BADGES________________________________________
HOME ADDRESS_____________________________________________________
CITY/STATE ____________________________ ZIP______
Do you have parents? ___Yes ___No
Is one male and the other female? ___Yes ___No
If No, explain: _______________________________________________________
___________________________________________________________________
Number of years they have been married _________________________________
If less than your age, explain: ___________________________________________________________________
__________________________________________________________________
ACCESSORIES SECTION:
A. Do you own or have access to a van? __Yes __No
B. A truck with oversized tires? __Yes __No
C. A waterbed? __Yes __No
D. A pickup with a mattress in the back? __Yes __No
E. A tattoo? __Yes __No
F. Do you have an earring, nose ring, __Yes __No
pierced tongue, pierced cheek or a belly button ring?
(IF YOU ANSWERED 'YES' TO ANY OF THE ABOVE, DISCONTINUE APPLICATION AND LEAVE PREMISES IMMEDIATELY. I SUGGEST RUNNING.)
ESSAY SECTION: In 50 words or less, what does 'LATE' mean to you? ___________________________________________________________
______________________________________________________________
In 50 words or less, what does 'DON'T TOUCH MY DAUGHTER' mean to you?________________________________________________________________
________________________________________________________________
In 50 words or less, what does 'ABSTINENCE' mean to you?_____________________________________________________________
_______________________________________________________________
REFERENCES SECTION:
Church you attend ___________________________________________________ How often you attend ________________________________________________
When would be the best time to interview your:
father? ____________ mother? ___________ pastor? ____________
SHORT-ANSWER SECTION:
Answer by filling in the blank. Please answer freely, all answers are confidential.
A: If I were shot, the last place I would want shot would be:
_______________________________________________________________
B: If I were beaten, the last bone I would want broken is my: _______________________________________________________________
C: A woman's place is in the: _____________________________________________________________
D: The one thing I hope this application does not ask me about is: _____________________________________________________________
E. What do you want to do IF you grow up? _____________________________________________________________
F. When I meet a girl, the thing I always notice about her first is: _____________________________________________________________
G. What is the current going rate of a hotel room? __________________________
I SWEAR THAT ALL INFORMATION SUPPLIED ABOVE IS TRUE AND CORRECT TO THE BEST OF MY KNOWLEDGE UNDER PENALTY OF DEATH, DISMEMBERMENT, NATIVE AMERICAN ANTI TORTURE, CRUCIFIXION, ELECTROCUTION, CHINESE WATER TORTURE, RED HOT POKERS, AND HILLARY CLINTON KISS TORTURE.
__________________________________________________________________
Applicant's Signature (that means sign your name, moron!)
________________________________
Mother's Signature
_______________________________
Father's Signature
________________________________
Pastor/Priest/ Rabbi / State Representative/Congressman
Thank you for your interest, and it had better be genuine and non-sexual. Please allow four to six years for processing.You will be contacted in writing if you are approved. Please do not try to call or write (since you probably can't, and it would cause you injury). If your application is rejected, you will be notified by two gentlemen wearing white ties carrying violin cases (you might want to watch your back).
To prepare yourself, start studying Daddy's Rules for Dating.
Daddy's Rules for Dating
Your dad's rules for your boyfriend (or for you if you're a guy):
Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're surely not picking anything up.
Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.
Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.
Rule Four:
I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a 'Barrier method' of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.
Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is: 'early.'
Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.
Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process than can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?
Rule Eight:
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing or holding hands. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with strong romantic or sexual themes are to be avoided; movies that feature chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.
Rule Nine:
Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.
Rule Ten:
Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head tells me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit the car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then, return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.
Wednesday, 27 February 2008
what i am thinking just now ...
- the mess on my work desk at home
- i have to schedule the window wash at home (inside and outside)
- prepare for Alexander's post birthday party
trivial stuffs, eh?
Monday, 25 February 2008
some lingering thoughts
late night musings ...
work today is as crazy as any other day. actually, i have yet to have a "calm" day at work - i realised i haven't had that for quite some time ... i sort of miss the slow paced workday. the time i could take my tea break at 10 am, lunch at 12 pm and another tea break at 3 pm - mind you, that's the regular Swedish breaks at work. when i get to work at 8 am, time would pass by like a speeding bullet - i'd miss my morning tea break, have lunch at 2 pm (not much room left for the afternoon tea) and call it a day at 5 pm. and for me to try to recall what i have accomplished during the day is another thing - i still feel i have loads of things undone. ain't that nuts?
alexander was waiting up for me when i came home ... he was too eager to do his homework but wanted me to be around to show me that his lessons were "easy as pie". he was so proud of his work and he showed me the "excellent"-stamp in his reading book from his teacher. his precious prize from mommy dear? a big, big hug!
we ate dinner as alexander blabbered non-stop about what went on in school and what he wanted to do after dinner - he asked permission to surf in the internet! we said ok for half an hour and gave him his marching order to bed afterwards - no further discussions ensued. it was an order!
twas raining when i left the office ... am glad i had my scooter with me. it's rather odd to have a spring temperature at 6 degrees Celcius this rainy winter day - very unusual. there was a storm with strong winds only last friday ... and this week is all but rain - but a warm temperature of 6 to 8 degrees Celcius. who am i to complain?
ahhh ... me and my late night musings. where's my sleep? i'd better catch another boring movie reel on telly ... it may send me to my much awaited deep slumber.
see you around ...
Thursday, 21 February 2008
Alexander turns 7 yrs old today!
Born: 21 February 2001
Östra Sjukhuset, Gothenburg (Sweden)
christmas 2006 and january 2007 respectively
during a forest stroll in july 2007 and a regular day in october 2007
Sunday, 17 February 2008
our London family adventures
Well, work is always like that ... you just can't put it aside. So, even if I've got my cold, lost my voice and squeaked my instructions, I survived the past three days. Tomorrow, I'm working from home - I begged not to come work to be able to rest my voice completely ... no one understands me anyway when I try to speak, nor can I answer any of my phone calls.
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LONDON DIARIES
31 January – 4 February 2008
Family and friends asked me to write about my recent trip to London in my blog, and even my colleagues would like to read about how we spent our 4-days holiday in the maze of London. I was told they love my gab for writing in detail all my travels that they feel like being there with me just the same. And I’m truly glad you feel that way. I’m sure you will be able to laugh, and symphatise, with me.
A word of caution though, you will have to bear in mind that as you read on, this particular trip is all about our son, Alexander. This is one of his birthday wishes and we thought that given his age, it’s would be quite an experience for him to see London and get his own perspective and impressions. For him, London is where Thomas the Tank Engines lives, and our role is to simply chaperone – and chaperoned him we did!
I managed to arrange a 5-day stay at one of our company’s London apartments in the City of Westminister for a small fee – it is one of the perks we get as employees for SCA. The airfares at Ryan Air was also a bonus, making this trip truly worth its while.
So, here’s our trip diary to London. Happy reading!
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Thursday, 31 January 2008
Arrived at London Stanstead Airport in a drizzle of rain. From the airport, we took the express train to the Liverpool Street Station and from there took the famous London taxi to our rented flat at the Octavia House at Medway Street. The ride took a bit longer than expected because of the lunch hour rush around the Westminster area in Victoria Street. Safe inside the cab, we watched people as they scurried around under the rain. And yes, in typical English fashion, we took notice of how umbrellas flipped open and closed at every corner of the street. Alexander took fancy of the London cab – it’s different, he said. Arriving at the Octavia House, we were greeted by the day portier as soon as we entered the lobby of the building.
The 2-bedroom flat assigned to us was quite chic from inside and out, and mind you, it was fully furnished. The living room has TV and small radio while the kitchen is fully equipped that we could cook and bake as we please. The coffee machine is heaven sent for my husband, and I was equally thankful for the dishwasher. Alexander loved the flat the instant we came in and has staked claim to the first bedroom with a small balcony by the hallway. The master’s bedroom is spacious with a full sized closet and, yes, a safe deposit box. It has two toilet and shower. Towels and bed linens are also provided and were neatly arranged by the bed for you. We feel so pampered already – it’s like living in a hotel and yet it feels like it’s home.
We dropped our bags, secured our valuables and off we went to explore our neighbourhood. We soon discovered that the glass building we see right across from our balcony was the TV4-station of London. We set off for a promenade down Horseferry Road and crisscrossed the Marsham Street passing the neat entrance of the Home Office Building. And to Alexander’s delight, we came across police officers’ heavily armed with machine guns walking around the building. I could see the friendly smile on their faces as Alex asked me if the guns were real. We walked alongside the River Thames along Millbank Street hoping to see something majestic – and we were disappointed. This particular part of the river was almost dry – no, not undergoing some clean up but simply experiencing a low tide. But we did see a barge afloat in the middle of the river, minus the promised charm of the River Thames (at least from the east side). The stretch of Millbank Street between the Lambeth Bridge and Vauxhall Bridge lead us to the Tate Britain Gallery teemed with people in busloads. We backtracked our steps and headed to Victoria Street passing through the Westminister Abbey. The smell of pizza suddenly made us all hungry so we scouted for a pizza restaurant as we walked along Victoria Street and found one called Pizza Express. It’s an affordable pizza joint for families during the day as the atmosphere, as we were told, transforms into more of a “club pizza joint” for adults for a wine and dine jazzy night.
After our late lunch, we decided to take the number 15 bus to take us to the London Tower Bridge. We enjoyed the whole ride as it took us along Picadilly Circus, Trafalgar Square and St Paul’s Cathedral. Just for the kick of it, we opted to get off early at Cannon Street and instead explore the city area. Along the way, we got distracted by small and big shops we simply can’t resist – so, we ended up dashing in and out of the shops before we realised that it had fallen dark which prompted us to skip our original plan and go home. And as classic as it could get, we managed to take the wrong bus and ended up at Bloomsbury instead of Westminster.
In any case, by the time we found our way back to the flat, we were all starving – again! The availability of ready sandwiches – in all shapes and sizes, dressings and spices, made it possible for us to steady our grumbling stomachs. The eat-and-go-culture in the UK is pretty obvious - anywhere you go, you're likely to see an Englishman munching a sandwich as they walk and talk on their mobile phones. We did some quick groceries to stuff our empty fridge and freezer.
All throughout our day’s adventure, Alexander was exceptionally positive and vibrant – enjoying the day’s twists and turns. In fact, he thinks everything’s a great adventure.
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Friday, 1 February 2008
Another day, another adventure. Our target destination for the day has been set: Hamley’s and Harrod’s. Alexander’s all geared to see toyland – places he’d only heard from family and friends. To him, it’s pure paradise just at the mere mention of it.
On our way out to Victoria Street, we passed a market area and saw some activity books Alexander would like to have. He was quite chirpy on this cold, windy day. We lived close to the Scotland Yard Office along Victoria Street and it’s actually walking distance to the Big Ben and Westminster Abbey - but with Alexander in tow, the red double-decker bus is something that tickled his fancy. So, we took buss number 11 to Picadilly Circus and from there we got off at Regent Street and found our way to Hamley’s. Well inside the toyshop, Alexander just went ballistics and ran off to find his “friends” – Thomas the Tank Engine, of course. Believe it or not, we spent more than an hour just waiting for him to get tired of playing with the train tracks and trying on some other toys – in the end, we’re the ones who got fed up and literally have to tell him we have to leave. Oh yes, we sure did not leave empty handed ... there were a few train toys and other stuff that went inside our backpack.
He was quite pleased with his visit at Hamley’s. He talked incessantly about everything he saw there – as if we were not present at the same toyshop. We continued our walk and got ourselves in and around the Mayfair and Soho districts. Oxford Street is teeming with a lot of people and it's where you could find just about anything – odd stuff included. As soon as Alexander started complaining how tired his small legs are from the long walk, we decided to take another bus from Bond Street to Knightbridge/Sloane to visit Harrod’s.
When we arrived at the Knightbridge/Sloane Street, we immediately noticed that there’s no such intensity and activity there unlike that of Oxford Street – the area is one exclusive shopping street. To my hubby’s delight, there are a lot of luxurious and expensive cars cruising, and parked along the stretch of Sloane Street – Jaguars, Lambourginis, Porsches, BMWs, Mercedeses, Aston Martins and the lot. Owners of these cars are obviously patrons of the high-end and trendy shops as Fendi, Chanel, Gucci, D&G, Burberry, Louis Vuitton, Prada – you name it, this street is likely to have it! One very visible sight on most of these special shops are the security men in black standing outside its main doors – talk about service and exclusivity.
Arriving at Harrod’s, Alexander’s adrenalin is all pumped up as we went inside to find the toy section on the 4th floor area. Again, he was only in search of his “friend” – Thomas the Tank Engine. The play area dedicated to boys crazy about Thomas the Tank Engine was full of energetic and enthusiastic kids. And so, he played and played and played. I tried to show him other stuff around the toy area, but his interest was short-lived – he’d immediately leave to return at the Thomas-play area. He’s truly nuts about trains – or just about anything with wheels! Again, we patiently waited in turns for him to get tired of playing (wishful thinking!). After another hour and a half, my husband decided it was time to go – and Alexander couldn’t say no to that. Once again, we set off to the streets after giving in to buying more toy trains and tracks for him to bring home.
It was already dark at 16.00 hours when we left Harrod’s and we were a bit disoriented – took the wrong bus (again!) and ended up in Paddington. Tired and weary and hungry, we managed to get the right bus back to Trafalgar Square and took bus number 24 towards Pimlico which passes through Victoria Street in Westminster.
Yup, twas another long and tiring day for all of us – but hey, it sure was another great adventure. Given today’s trials and errors, we’ll have a better plan and itinerary. Sleep is what we need by now.
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Saturday, 2 February 2008
Armed with our day experience from yesterday, we thought it best to have a better plan and itinerary for today’s activities. We’ve mapped out what we want to do and where we’d want to go. Still having Alexander in mind, we know we’ll have to see the Tower Bridge and London Bridge, visit at the St Paul’s Cathedral, explore the Picadilly Circus and Covent Garden areas and be on the look-out for more toy shops to visit.
Taking the number 15 bus to Tower Hill from Picadilly Circus, we crossed over to the Tower of London – a majestic fort with its white tower once surrounded by water from the river Thames to protect it from its enemies. We trekked alongside the fort up to the Tower Bridge – from there we could see the HMS Belfast – a naval museum docked close to the London Bridge City Pier. The dockside is parallel to Tooley Street and it would be interesting to note that the Crown Court Southwark and Hay’s Galleria is worth a quick stop to browse some art exhibits, and this also goes for the London Dungeon. At the Borough High Street, we took another bus to cross the London Bridge towards The Monument at Lower Thames Street – and this area reminds me so much of Stockholm’s Old City ... the building structures were quite similar. From The Monument station, we decided to walk towards Cannon Street where we stopped by a Starbucks Cafe for some coffee and sweets, afterwhich we proceeded down to St Paul’s Cathedral. Our stop there somehow calmed, and energized our little Alexander and soon he was ready to walk some more.
Again, we took bus number 15 to take us to Aldwych and from there walked and explored Covent Garden – an area famous for its diverse market, cafe and restaurants, street artists and musicians, opera and theater houses – and the London Transport Museum (you’d probably know by now why we have to go there). It was an interesting visit and our Alexander was of course, very pleased. We tried to look for some play that would interest Alexander, but he later politely declined and said we could do it another time. At Drury Lane, the matinee for Lord of the Rings was about to start when we arrived outside the gates. As we continued to walk towards Leicester Square, we chanced upon a gaming house and Alexander immediately shuttled in and played to his delight some racing games. We went around and scoured the house for some more interesting games and rides. There was a bowling area, bull ride, bumper car ride and all kinds of loud and nerve wrecking gaming stations, which we were not used to. After half an hour, we called it quits and dashed out into the open and fresh air and headed towards Trafalgar Square on foot – weaving our way through the narrow ways of Ruppert, Coventry, Whitcomb and Pall Mall streets. The Admiralty Arch leading to St James’ Park is always a delightful sight to see. We took the number 24 bus home, stopped at the Artillery Road and took a short walk to the Pizza Hut to grab some quick dinner. Alexander looked awfully tired that we decided to call it a day, boxed our pizza left overs as well as our pre-ordered dessert of cheesecake with raspberry toppings and head home. Oh, I forgot to mention that we had to stop by the nearby Sainsbury Central to buy some bottled water and a liter of fresh milk ... and then head for home half-dragging a drowsy and tired Alexander.
All of us sort of crashed to the couch when we arrived at our flat – we were all very tired. Alexander voluntarily went to bed ... for a short rest, he said. Before we know it, he was snoring heavily and we didn’t have the heart to wake him up. We started our adventure as early as 9.40 hrs and came home at 19.00 hrs – can you blame him? My hubby, at the time of this writing, is also half snoring at the couch – I’d better wake him up now and get him transferred to bed. What time is it now? Well, it’s almost midnight, and I do need to crash to bed, too.
More on London by tomorrow ... nighty-night!
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Sunday, 3 February 2008
Good morning! We just had breakfast .... we had a late start today. I guess we need some time to absorb all the experience and hefty impressions from the past two days. It truly had been a hectic and full schedule. Do we still have the energy and stamina to continue? You bet we do. Today’s activities will be museum visits and more walk around London town. On top of our list is a visit to the now infamous London Eye. More about this later.
23.00 hrs
My boys are now sound asleep - tired, of course. We had a full day as was expected. Alexander's fascination of the London double-decker buses were real - he talks about them even in his sleep.
We took the bus from Victoria Street to the Waterloo Station and from there walked over to the Waterloo Millenium Pier where the London Eye is located. It was a magnificent work of art - a truly fine structure. It was already packed and crowded when we came to the ticket office and the queue was hellish. Much as we would like to really experience the 30-minute-ride, we decided to skip it as we were not up to the long wait to get our tickets, and then another long wait and queue just to get into the "eye" - patience was not really in our book today.
In order to compensate for our failed London Eye-ride, we went to the London Aquarium instead - and I'm sorry to say this, the ticket cost is a rip-off! It didn't offer much and we were a bit disappointed. Alexander, however, was easy to please and was satisfied with what he saw in this museum. And he got bored easily that we chose to cut the visit short. We took the first available bus back to the Covent Garden for another look-see ... and as was expected, the place was full of people. We enjoyed watching the street artists and performers showing off their talents, and tricks. We gawked at the diversity of stuff being sold there. There were quite a lot of restaurants and pubs around the area, but most were packed of smoking customers ... not the kind of place for us non-smokers, and one complaining kid.
Again, we walked towards Picadilly Circus from Covent Garden, passing the rows of theaters along the way, weaved through Chinatown and through Leicester Square at Charing Cross Road. When we came past Picadilly Circus, we decided to treat Alexander one final visit to the Hamley's toy shop - he was soooo delighted!
When Alexander finally "let go" of Hamley's at Regent Street, we called it a day and grabbed ourselves some quick sandwiches and head for home. Twas a long day ... but believe it or not, my two boys seemed pretty satisfied as they retired to bed - Alexander was even wearing a smile on his face as he wander into dreamland.
And I need to hit bed, too. Bye for now ...
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Monday, 4 February 2008
We're homebound! It's 7.00 am and I've just finished packing our bags ... ready to go home. It had been fun-filled days in London with my family. We truly enjoyed our family adventures - it's fun, fun, fun!
Bye for now, London!
home, sweet home!
we're home and we feel energized to battle the cold weather of Sweden. and yes, i know i have yet to post my London Diaries - and of course, some notes and new pictures from our great time in Alicante. i am committed to do just that ... in due time.
for now, i need the comfort of my own bed. being a sunday today, we get to do our own and individual thing: my hubby's tinkering in the garage with 101 small things (god knows what); my son missed his Wii-games and doing a marathon playtime; me? oh well, i think i'd go get back to bed for more sleep ... tomorrow is a brand new day!
Wednesday, 6 February 2008
reality bites - hard!
now, why did i have to go to work? well, i was in-charge of this week's Global Summit Meeting in our division and not showing up would mean disaster to everyone - talk about responsibilities! with my magic pen and paper, i was able to communicate my orders and instructions - i can't bark them, can i?
oh, jeepers ... reality truly bites! i'm no super human after all ... hmmmm, yes, i do think i am at one point or another.
more on our London trip on my next post ...
Wednesday, 30 January 2008
rushes ...
i look forward to going away on a trip again ... i do need a break from my daily routine once in a while. a lot of planned holidays for this year is already "in-the-can" ... believe it or not, we have to plan ahead since it's not easy to get away from our work. family time is precious to us, so we always try to do something together out of the ordinary when the opportunity presents itself. wouldn't you?
more update much later ... we have an early flight out to London tomorrow. catch you when i can ... take care of yourselves!
Tuesday, 29 January 2008
some going ons ...
... oh yes, my weekend break starts this thursday, 31 january until 4 february. my family's off to London for a much needed respite for 5 days. it was a holiday plan long overdue - a promise we have to fulfill for Alexander ... to visit the Thomas the Tank Engine wonderland.
... i heard there's trouble brewing from "home" - i hope things will eventually get better and settled for the good of everyone.
... i lost my favourite glove today (trivial, huh?)
... Alexander lost his two front teeth last New Year - he excitedly kept them under his pillow hoping for the "tooth fairy" to drop by and give him a present. when he woke up the following day, he found 3 pcs of 10 crowns under his pillow (you probably guessed who the "tooth fairy" are) ... but he was a bit disappointed and told me that he thinks the "tooth fairy" doesn't know how to count. so, i asked him why, and Alexander said: "i only lost my two front teeth, why did she gave me 3 pcs of 10 crowns?" ... i can't help but smile and justified his confusion: "well, maybe the "tooth fairy" gave you an extra 10 crowns for being a brave boy" ... Alexander seemed quite convinced with that explanation.
... tomorrow's going to be a busy day. i need to take care of some more work before i set off to my weekend break ... it will be long hours at work again. and i think i have a dinner date, too ... am not that sure if it's still on. well, it's Mommy Night tomorrow - the night i go out with other moms to have some time and fun for ourselves ... minus hubbies and kids. hmmm, we'll see ...
ok, i gotta sign off now. big day tomorrow ... until next time. i will try to write a longer post about something interesting .... ciao!
Sunday, 6 January 2008
sleepless night ... snowy night ...
sleep has somehow eluded me. it didn't help that i watched a late movie on TV for more than two hours - i got bored with that. i tried to read a book ... it didn't help either. so, here i am trying to write something sensible but my head is just blank - totally!
yup, here i am on another sleepless night trying to figure out what to do while the winds are banging heavily outside on a snowy wintry night. i feel so stucked here and now ... i envy my son as he sleeps heavily on his bed ... in his deep sleep off to the wonderland of dreams ... i love the snore he heaves now and then ...
hey, what about you? what's keeping you at this time of day?




