I'm not really an art fan but I'd like to be able to visit some of these some day.
TripAdvisor®, the world's largest travel community, today announced the top 10 art museums in the world, based on traffic to the attractions on tripadvisor.com.
1. Louvre Affair: Musee du Louvre, Paris, France
Once a fortified palace that was the home to kings of France, the Louvre is now the world's most famous museum, renowned for some of the finest pieces of art in the world, including the Venus de Milo and the Mona Lisa. According to one TripAdvisor traveler, "The world's greatest museum-from its Italian Renaissance Masters, to its Dutch Masters and the exquisite collection from Egypt's Pharaonic period. Each time I visit I always discover new treasures and I reacquaint myself with my favorites."
2. Religious Experience: Vatican Museums, Vatican City, Rome, Italy
Spanning nearly nine miles, the Roman Catholic Church's Vatican collection is one of the largest and most stunning in the world. Estimated to have more than four million visitors annually, the Vatican museums feature the art of Leonardo da Vinci, Raphael and, of course, Michelangelo's ceiling in the Sistine Chapel. As one TripAdvisor traveler commented, "The amount of history and art that is located here is mind-boggling, from the frescoes to the statues, virtually every nook and corner (even the floor) is a treasure."
3. Art in the Apple: Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, New York
From Picasso to Pollock, the Metropolitan Museum of Art, on New York City's Museum Mile, is one of the world's largest museums with over two million pieces of artwork and enough variety for any enthusiast. Peruse the Greek sculptures, admire the armory or browse the 2,000 European paintings, all contained in a magnificent Beaux-Art façade building. As one TripAdvisor traveler said, "The building itself is a work of art. This would be a great place to spend a day alone!"
4. Grand Getty: J. Paul Getty Center, Los Angeles, California
The Getty features a remarkable collection, including the works of Van Gogh, Monet and Cezanne. The museum's structure is a piece of art in itself, and the grounds also feature beautiful gardens, and views of Los Angeles. As one TripAdvisor traveler offered, "Prepare to be spoiled-from the free admission, gorgeous gardens, views, good food, unsurpassed attention to detail, and oh yeah, the art-this place is one in a million!"
5. d'Orsay d'Light: Musee d'Orsay, Paris, France
Enjoy Van Gogh's "Starry Night," inside the Musee D'Orsay, a former train station built for the Universal Exhibition of 1900, with a dramatic glass roof. Specializing in 19th and 20th century artwork, the museum displays a striking collection of Impressionism, including famous works by Monet, Manet, Renoir, Van Gogh and Degas. As one TripAdvisor traveler said, "It is much less crowded than the Louvre and features wonderful pieces of art. The museum is just the right size to see everything, including famous painter Whistler and Van Gogh self-portraits."
6. Magnifico: Uffizi Gallery, Florence, Italy
Experience (or at least admire) Botticelli's "Birth of Venus," in the Uffizi Gallery, one of the oldest museums in the world featuring works from Michelangelo and Leonardo da Vinci in the heart of Florence. As one TripAdvisor traveler said, "The building was originally built several centuries ago to display the vast Medici art collection. This is an absolutely wonderful museum and worth a tour."
7. Millennium Museum: Art Institute of Chicago, Chicago, Illinois
Located on Chicago's Loop, The Art Institute of Chicago boasts extensive Impressionist and Post-Impressionist collections, including more than 30 pieces by Monet. Visit France from afar through Monet's "Haystacks" and spending time "At the Moulin Rouge," one of Henri Toulouse-Lautrec's famous paintings. As one TripAdvisor traveler said, "Art buffs will be able to spend all day here! Their regular exhibit is fabulous -- one of my personal favorites is 'Sunday in the Park.' They also usually have an impressive special exhibit, too."
8. Modern Mecca: Tate Modern, London, England
Enjoy the electric art at the Tate Modern, displayed in a former Bankside Power Station, with views of the Thames River and Millennium Bridge. Remember the "Forgotten Horizon," one of Dali's many masterpieces and part of one of the largest collections of Surrealism in the World. As one TripAdvisor member said, "It is a must see, both for its setting (along the Thames, housed in a defunct power plant) and its installations and stationary art collections."
9. Painter's Place: Prado Museum, Madrid, Spain
One of the largest and most impressive collections in the world, not surprisingly, the Prado Museum is most famous for its assortment of works from Spanish artists such as Goya, Velasquez, Murillo, and El Greco. As one TripAdvisor traveler said, "This is a first-class museum. Of course, the highlight is 'Las Meninas' but there is so much to see in this place."
10. Capital Culture: National Gallery of Art, Washington, D.C.
Located on the National Mall in Washington, D.C., the National Gallery of Art is comprised of an east and west building, and features a sculpture garden surrounding a large fountain. Modern art fans should head to the east building, where works by Jackson Pollock, Roy Lichtenstein and Andy Warhol are displayed. As one TripAdvisor traveler said, "For the art lover, it is paradise. Forget most of the other museums, spend a day or two in these galleries."
"These museums are truly destinations in themselves, as travelers could easily get lost in them for at least a day," said Michele Perry, director of communications for TripAdvisor. "This top 10 is a check list to see the very finest artwork in the world."
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Tray
My mum suddenly had this extra tray. Gave it to me. Said can put ties and all.
I decided to bring it to my office. I got lots of storage space.
So here it is.. ties and my suit beside it. Underneath got a nicely folded white shirt in case suddenly got meeting.
I realise i only have blue and red ties... odd...
I decided to bring it to my office. I got lots of storage space.
So here it is.. ties and my suit beside it. Underneath got a nicely folded white shirt in case suddenly got meeting.
I realise i only have blue and red ties... odd...
Thought
Early this morning in the office, I stood up from my seat. Deep in thought. Two of my colleagues saw me and remarked that I am always deep in thought.
I told them i was usually only pretending la. New at the job, so i must look like im always thinking.
But this morning, I told them, was different. I was troubled this morning. Cos of this.
My tissue box ran out of tissue :(
I told them i was usually only pretending la. New at the job, so i must look like im always thinking.
But this morning, I told them, was different. I was troubled this morning. Cos of this.
My tissue box ran out of tissue :(
Friday, February 22, 2008
The day i nearly lost my car.. again..
I did some grocery shopping (read: Mr. Donuts, canned longan, batteries for my remote control, Pockey) today during lunch time.
I decided to put my purchases in my car lest my colleagues see my donuts and think/know im greedy.
Went to my car, noted that the yellow Porsche parked beside me is no longer there, inserted the key into the boot.
Couldn’t turn the key leh. Odd. Then I tried inserting the key in another way. Still cannot.
Tried again harder. Still cannot.
Then I checked the car license plate.
ARRRGH… this is not my car!!!! Dude, where’s my car!?@!@ It’s been stolen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shit.
I walked out of the lot… then I realized my car’s in the adjacent section. I felt so dumb. :(
As i walked back to my office, i thought i'd take a picture to show the similarity of both sections with the same model in the middle lot.
I decided to put my purchases in my car lest my colleagues see my donuts and think/know im greedy.
Went to my car, noted that the yellow Porsche parked beside me is no longer there, inserted the key into the boot.
Couldn’t turn the key leh. Odd. Then I tried inserting the key in another way. Still cannot.
Tried again harder. Still cannot.
Then I checked the car license plate.
ARRRGH… this is not my car!!!! Dude, where’s my car!?@!@ It’s been stolen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shit.
I walked out of the lot… then I realized my car’s in the adjacent section. I felt so dumb. :(
As i walked back to my office, i thought i'd take a picture to show the similarity of both sections with the same model in the middle lot.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Tailor
I was bored today. Saw the shuttle bus at Suntec. Took it and went to my Tailor’s. I need a new suit cos I’m wearing suits like twice or thrice a week now.
There was a throng of people at my Tailor but since I was free, I decided to wait and see.
A tailor’s a place where a man feels at ease, I think. He’s not threatened by the bright lights and the big displays of Zegna and Huge Boss and Prada. It’s in this dingy shop filled with books and books of cloth samples, infused with the smell of incense that seem to remind you on an Indian shop and the occasional cigarette smoke smell when the tailor takes a secret and very illegal smoke in his back room.
It’s all men talk here. Straight collar or spread Windsor collar, normal cuffs or French cuffs, pocket or no pocket, two button cuffs or double barrel cuffs, panel buttons or flat buttons, darts at the back or.. no darts, boot leg or more boot leg, two-ply or three-ply, Egyptian cotton or Lora Piano. I know men here are well versed in the options they want for their shirts.
Size matters here. No doubt. If size didn’t matter, there wont be the Tailor.
Today size and options collided. This customer asked the Tailor for the length of his collar where the back is.
“1.5 inches”
“Can I have it a little longer?
“How about 1 and 5/8 inch?”
“Hmm.. 1.5 or 1 and 5/8?”
The bugger thought about it for 5 minutes before deciding. I kid you not. Then he asked about the collar at the front part.
“3.5 inches”
“Is this standard?”
“Can be a bit longer.. 3 and 5/8 inch?”
This time, he decided 3.5 inches was good enough immediately. Then he paid and left.
And then, he came back 10 minutes later.
“You sure 3.5 inches is fine?”
............................
When it was my turn, I told the Tailor I wanted a good one. Gave me some books and I made my selection. Quoted me S$1,350. What the......
“I thought your wedding mah cos you said you want good one”
In the end, I settled for something less than good....
There was a throng of people at my Tailor but since I was free, I decided to wait and see.
A tailor’s a place where a man feels at ease, I think. He’s not threatened by the bright lights and the big displays of Zegna and Huge Boss and Prada. It’s in this dingy shop filled with books and books of cloth samples, infused with the smell of incense that seem to remind you on an Indian shop and the occasional cigarette smoke smell when the tailor takes a secret and very illegal smoke in his back room.
It’s all men talk here. Straight collar or spread Windsor collar, normal cuffs or French cuffs, pocket or no pocket, two button cuffs or double barrel cuffs, panel buttons or flat buttons, darts at the back or.. no darts, boot leg or more boot leg, two-ply or three-ply, Egyptian cotton or Lora Piano. I know men here are well versed in the options they want for their shirts.
Size matters here. No doubt. If size didn’t matter, there wont be the Tailor.
Today size and options collided. This customer asked the Tailor for the length of his collar where the back is.
“1.5 inches”
“Can I have it a little longer?
“How about 1 and 5/8 inch?”
“Hmm.. 1.5 or 1 and 5/8?”
The bugger thought about it for 5 minutes before deciding. I kid you not. Then he asked about the collar at the front part.
“3.5 inches”
“Is this standard?”
“Can be a bit longer.. 3 and 5/8 inch?”
This time, he decided 3.5 inches was good enough immediately. Then he paid and left.
And then, he came back 10 minutes later.
“You sure 3.5 inches is fine?”
............................
When it was my turn, I told the Tailor I wanted a good one. Gave me some books and I made my selection. Quoted me S$1,350. What the......
“I thought your wedding mah cos you said you want good one”
In the end, I settled for something less than good....
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Castaway
I noted a wrapped Mont Blanc box in my boss's office for some time now.
I think today he opened it.
He came to my desk and asked me if i wanted it. Then he walked away.
I opened it and saw that it was a notebook thingy. Kind of like wat reporters in the 50s would use. I dont know what i'll use it for. Anyone?
I think today he opened it.
He came to my desk and asked me if i wanted it. Then he walked away.
I opened it and saw that it was a notebook thingy. Kind of like wat reporters in the 50s would use. I dont know what i'll use it for. Anyone?
Monday, February 18, 2008
Sky's the Limit
My US boss couriered me this book. Asked me to read it. Haha..
The title is – The Sky’s the Limit: Marketing Luxury to the New Jet Set*
*New Jet Set refers to people who own jets.
The title is – The Sky’s the Limit: Marketing Luxury to the New Jet Set*
*New Jet Set refers to people who own jets.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Why can't Hillary and Obama just form a GRC?
Interesting article...muahahhahahahaah
Why can't Hillary and Obama just form a GRC?
By JAMIE EE
TO many Singaporeans, the ongoing US presidential elections may well seem to be a mindboggling process. After all, elections have always been a pretty straightforward thing for us - one public holiday, one vote and done deal. The only primary we know is the kind of school our voting is done in. There's no need to figure out what a caucus is, how come super delegates are better than delegates, or ponder the notion that Barack Obama is better liked than Hillary Clinton because he looks better in pantsuits.
Also, from a Singaporean point of view, it's hard to understand why an African-American man, a woman and Anglo-Saxon male even need to campaign against each other by appealing to different demographics. Why, in our country, they would have teamed up and formed the perfect GRC.
Then again, we're probably a simpler people. We don't like complicated politics. We have more practical things to think about - like deciding whether to go for the refundable or non-refundable CPF Life Scheme. Not to mention figuring out how many people we like enough to want to sacrifice a higher monthly payout just so that they can get all the unused money and interest when we kick the bucket.
Besides, there are other things to wonder about, like who will be the next starlet to appear in Edison Chen's photo gallery. Or exactly what happened to cause the wife of Venture Corp chairman Wong Ngit Liong to allegedly slap the SIA stewardess who was trying to serve her husband. Imagine if Michelle Obama had been on Hillary's 'Hil Force One' campaign plane and heard the former first lady dissing Obama by saying 'thank you for choosing the crew with the most experience' - maybe she would have slapped Hillary and said 'How dare you talk (about) my husband!'
Yes, Singaporeans have a lot to learn about American politics, and why much of it can't be translated into the local context. Like, why can't we devote entire planes just to go campaigning? Never mind that maybe the plane can only fly from Changi to Seletar Airport. It'd be a heck of a lot more cool than campaigning from a lorry with just a bullhorn. Even if you're allowed to use the bullhorn later to frighten unsuspecting people walking past.
And maybe the next time we have elections here, we could have really fancy balls to raise money. And have top local chefs prepare sumptuous buffets, with people dressed in tuxedos and ball gowns listening to political speeches. It would be a darn sight better than fried beehoon at community centres or getting bitten by mosquitoes in a rain-soaked open field with only cold curry puffs as snack options.
I suppose it probably wouldn't do to have politicians' spouses talking about their other halves being smelly in the morning or forgetting to keep the butter, like Michelle Obama did, to her husband's detriment. But maybe some little nuggets like a secret fondness for laksa breakfasts or secret fears that wearing white makes them look fat?
OK, fine. So elections American-style aren't likely to make their way here anytime soon. We'll just have to get our ya-yas from watching Hillary and company battle it out over the next few months. Then again, there's also the Malaysian elections coming up. Now that's another one that we can't figure out, but it'll still be fun to watch nonetheless.
Why can't Hillary and Obama just form a GRC?
By JAMIE EE
TO many Singaporeans, the ongoing US presidential elections may well seem to be a mindboggling process. After all, elections have always been a pretty straightforward thing for us - one public holiday, one vote and done deal. The only primary we know is the kind of school our voting is done in. There's no need to figure out what a caucus is, how come super delegates are better than delegates, or ponder the notion that Barack Obama is better liked than Hillary Clinton because he looks better in pantsuits.
Also, from a Singaporean point of view, it's hard to understand why an African-American man, a woman and Anglo-Saxon male even need to campaign against each other by appealing to different demographics. Why, in our country, they would have teamed up and formed the perfect GRC.
Then again, we're probably a simpler people. We don't like complicated politics. We have more practical things to think about - like deciding whether to go for the refundable or non-refundable CPF Life Scheme. Not to mention figuring out how many people we like enough to want to sacrifice a higher monthly payout just so that they can get all the unused money and interest when we kick the bucket.
Besides, there are other things to wonder about, like who will be the next starlet to appear in Edison Chen's photo gallery. Or exactly what happened to cause the wife of Venture Corp chairman Wong Ngit Liong to allegedly slap the SIA stewardess who was trying to serve her husband. Imagine if Michelle Obama had been on Hillary's 'Hil Force One' campaign plane and heard the former first lady dissing Obama by saying 'thank you for choosing the crew with the most experience' - maybe she would have slapped Hillary and said 'How dare you talk (about) my husband!'
Yes, Singaporeans have a lot to learn about American politics, and why much of it can't be translated into the local context. Like, why can't we devote entire planes just to go campaigning? Never mind that maybe the plane can only fly from Changi to Seletar Airport. It'd be a heck of a lot more cool than campaigning from a lorry with just a bullhorn. Even if you're allowed to use the bullhorn later to frighten unsuspecting people walking past.
And maybe the next time we have elections here, we could have really fancy balls to raise money. And have top local chefs prepare sumptuous buffets, with people dressed in tuxedos and ball gowns listening to political speeches. It would be a darn sight better than fried beehoon at community centres or getting bitten by mosquitoes in a rain-soaked open field with only cold curry puffs as snack options.
I suppose it probably wouldn't do to have politicians' spouses talking about their other halves being smelly in the morning or forgetting to keep the butter, like Michelle Obama did, to her husband's detriment. But maybe some little nuggets like a secret fondness for laksa breakfasts or secret fears that wearing white makes them look fat?
OK, fine. So elections American-style aren't likely to make their way here anytime soon. We'll just have to get our ya-yas from watching Hillary and company battle it out over the next few months. Then again, there's also the Malaysian elections coming up. Now that's another one that we can't figure out, but it'll still be fun to watch nonetheless.
Friday, February 08, 2008
CNY
Of all the holidays, I hate the one i dislike the most is Chinese New Year.
There's a constant squabble on which side of the family to go first, then second day.
No shops are open for any shopping to get away from it all.
Too much new year goodies that make you fat.
Everyone has different schedules that make arranging for mahjong so difficult.
Nothing nice to watch on TV. You get to a certain age before Stephen Chow ceases to be funny. It happened to me when i was 15.
There used to be a need to buy new clothes. Ang paos received used to be more than money spent on clothes. Then it became lopsided. This year i didnt spend a single cent on new clothes. Apparently this year, carrying a packet of bak kwa makes you more attractive than a nice shirt.
I hope for Sunday soon... got badminton.. YAY!
There's a constant squabble on which side of the family to go first, then second day.
No shops are open for any shopping to get away from it all.
Too much new year goodies that make you fat.
Everyone has different schedules that make arranging for mahjong so difficult.
Nothing nice to watch on TV. You get to a certain age before Stephen Chow ceases to be funny. It happened to me when i was 15.
There used to be a need to buy new clothes. Ang paos received used to be more than money spent on clothes. Then it became lopsided. This year i didnt spend a single cent on new clothes. Apparently this year, carrying a packet of bak kwa makes you more attractive than a nice shirt.
I hope for Sunday soon... got badminton.. YAY!
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Why?
Have you ever wondered:
1. How come your scalp can be oily but you have dry hair?
2. How come your have an oily outer skin and dry inner skin?
Why does God make life so difficult? It's not enough just working hard and trying your best. Once in a while or once a year, a spanner is thrown into the works and your world unravels into a disarray.
1. How come your scalp can be oily but you have dry hair?
2. How come your have an oily outer skin and dry inner skin?
Why does God make life so difficult? It's not enough just working hard and trying your best. Once in a while or once a year, a spanner is thrown into the works and your world unravels into a disarray.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Lessons
Today I learnt:
1. My code to enter into the Xerox machine to photocopy stuff.
2. I learnt where i can find where my color printouts will turn up from one of the four public printers in the office.
3. I filled in my stationery requisition form to procure stationery.
3. I found out where to find paper. Although there's a black and white printer on my table, I dont know where the paper is stored. I always stole from other people's printers or stole from the copier machine. Or I waited till people filled up my printer with paper.
4. I binded documents for the first time in 2 years. Didnt really know how to bind liao.. Pulled the thing damn hard then someone told me it was electronic. Damn dumb.
1. My code to enter into the Xerox machine to photocopy stuff.
2. I learnt where i can find where my color printouts will turn up from one of the four public printers in the office.
3. I filled in my stationery requisition form to procure stationery.
3. I found out where to find paper. Although there's a black and white printer on my table, I dont know where the paper is stored. I always stole from other people's printers or stole from the copier machine. Or I waited till people filled up my printer with paper.
4. I binded documents for the first time in 2 years. Didnt really know how to bind liao.. Pulled the thing damn hard then someone told me it was electronic. Damn dumb.
Monday, February 04, 2008
Office
I'm really still trying to settle in to the whole larger office atmosphere. It's been one month already but out of that, i travelled for 2.5 weeks.
I just realised that I was the only person in the entire company in my department. The two people I report to are high up the food chain. So basically i dont report my daily whereabouts to anyone. In fact, when i went to the US for two weeks, my colleagues thought I quit. Then when i was in Bangkok, they thought i was out for meetings for two days!@#!?
I'm like a lone ranger.
Cos I'm the only one. There was much confusion about my logistics. They're going to switch my email address to another domain and therefore change my namecards. They're going to de-boss my namecards, so that it's more chio. (Just for the uninitiated, de-boss doesnt mean remove my boss, but it's the opposite of emboss, or rather emboss downwards/inwards). They're changing my travel policy to business class for travel of more than 4 hours! w00t! So happy. I think it's a good balance between the short-economy flights and long-business flights.
No more Tiger Airways! YAY!
The other thing about being the only one is that no one asks me out for lunch. Which is fine with me. There're a ton of food places where i work now so i can just go wherever I want.
I just realised that I was the only person in the entire company in my department. The two people I report to are high up the food chain. So basically i dont report my daily whereabouts to anyone. In fact, when i went to the US for two weeks, my colleagues thought I quit. Then when i was in Bangkok, they thought i was out for meetings for two days!@#!?
I'm like a lone ranger.
Cos I'm the only one. There was much confusion about my logistics. They're going to switch my email address to another domain and therefore change my namecards. They're going to de-boss my namecards, so that it's more chio. (Just for the uninitiated, de-boss doesnt mean remove my boss, but it's the opposite of emboss, or rather emboss downwards/inwards). They're changing my travel policy to business class for travel of more than 4 hours! w00t! So happy. I think it's a good balance between the short-economy flights and long-business flights.
No more Tiger Airways! YAY!
The other thing about being the only one is that no one asks me out for lunch. Which is fine with me. There're a ton of food places where i work now so i can just go wherever I want.
WHAT??!@?
I just read that we have a new Chief of Traffic Police.
It's a lady.
My goodness.. how can they let a species which has a lower pre-disposition to drive even properly to be Chief of Traffic Police??? Cause more traffic more likely, like her counter-parts.
It's a lady.
My goodness.. how can they let a species which has a lower pre-disposition to drive even properly to be Chief of Traffic Police??? Cause more traffic more likely, like her counter-parts.
Trust and Thrust
I was in Bangkok for a meeting with lawyers. I was there to shadow my boss who flew in from US at 8am that morning and left at 4pm. Siong man.
As I sat through the meeting, going through pages and pages of legal documents and hearing my and the other side trying to argue each other's points and trying to gain the upper ground, I thought that all these legal things just arose cos something bad happened long ago before in another land and another time and now to prevent such an eventuality from hurting either sides too much, we wrap ourselves with long paragraphs of the English language written in passive voice so that we feel safe.
It was an educational meeting but one that left me drained. Soon, I'd be doing this when I'm more up to it. Phew.
As I sat through the meeting, going through pages and pages of legal documents and hearing my and the other side trying to argue each other's points and trying to gain the upper ground, I thought that all these legal things just arose cos something bad happened long ago before in another land and another time and now to prevent such an eventuality from hurting either sides too much, we wrap ourselves with long paragraphs of the English language written in passive voice so that we feel safe.
It was an educational meeting but one that left me drained. Soon, I'd be doing this when I'm more up to it. Phew.
Bangkok
It's been some time since I blogged. I've been busy at work and over the weekend I was glad to be stoning at home while I had the time.
Just a little on my Bangkok trip, used the Budget Terminal for the first time. It's sucha spartan affair, it's actually quite depressing really. Bleah.
Everything's like one or even two grades lower than Changi.. the shops, the toilets and there are even more automated immigration gantries, presumably to reduce labour costs. Even the money changer bank (RHB Bank) is a lesser known bank as opposed to the UOB and AMEX at Changi. There was a dedicated place for smokers as well with a door leading to it. The door led outside. That's it. The smoking zone is just simply outside the building. I dont know if I was the only one who thought it was .... just dumb..
But the weird thing is they provide free internet with tables, with power points, with LAN cables and relatively comfy chairs. I was happy and was able to do some work there as I went to the airport damn early.
I went early as it was my first time and I thought I have to go early to chope seats for budget flights. And I was really early - 2 hours before my flight. Even the people queuing in for check-in were the questionable sort. Haha.. I was glad i changed out of my suit and donned my polo tee and jeans. The queue-ers were scruffy and dingy (doubt you can use this to describe people but well..). There was even an angmo guy with a Thai looking young girl. So disgusting. =( And they gave me odd looks when I used my Blackberry in the queue.
The damn plane was late by an hour. As I stood in the queue, i cursed and swore at my luck and wondered how did paying less for a flight translate to incessant delays for flights. I was understand if the seats are lousy and the service is shittier but does the pilot really walk slower to the plane and/or fly slower? So odd.
I was glad to have no one seated in my three seater but the seats only reclined like probably 5% backwards. What the hell...I realised Tiger Airways only provide the crew with tee shirts and not pants cos they all wore different pants. And I realised how they kept costs low.. they hired kids! Many of the "stewards" looked like they left their Macdonald's counters to come work here. There should be a law against having a 16 yr old kid explain how to evacuate during an emergency. And the guy couldnt even pronounce "de..di..de..cated" (dedicated) properly over the PA system.
I was glad I had airport transfer to whisk me far and fast away when I landed. And I was glad my company booked me in a club room at the Conrad. And they pre-booked my airport transfer back to the airport as well. The car was one of the new S-Class Mercs I think (Not very sure as it's not a segment I look at a lot). But the backseats were adjustable and even had massage. At the risk of being a swakoo, I took a picture. Haha
On the way back, my (for one hour) Merc pulled into entrance 2 of the airport where Tiger was supposed to be and i got so many gawks and stares by scruffy looking australian backpackers. Haha.. it was a funny sight. I gained no glory really as I was also taking Tiger with them but it was funny.
The boarding pass on the way back was a very laughable affair. It was a simple piece of paper with many empty fields. When you check in, they'll print your name on a tiny strip of paper and use a scotch tape to stick your name strip on the said piece of boarding pass. And your seat number is "generated" from a handheld label machine and then stuck on the boarding pass as well.
Thankfully the flight back was uneventful and Gucci had a 50% sale so I got a tie. :)
Just a little on my Bangkok trip, used the Budget Terminal for the first time. It's sucha spartan affair, it's actually quite depressing really. Bleah.
Everything's like one or even two grades lower than Changi.. the shops, the toilets and there are even more automated immigration gantries, presumably to reduce labour costs. Even the money changer bank (RHB Bank) is a lesser known bank as opposed to the UOB and AMEX at Changi. There was a dedicated place for smokers as well with a door leading to it. The door led outside. That's it. The smoking zone is just simply outside the building. I dont know if I was the only one who thought it was .... just dumb..
But the weird thing is they provide free internet with tables, with power points, with LAN cables and relatively comfy chairs. I was happy and was able to do some work there as I went to the airport damn early.
I went early as it was my first time and I thought I have to go early to chope seats for budget flights. And I was really early - 2 hours before my flight. Even the people queuing in for check-in were the questionable sort. Haha.. I was glad i changed out of my suit and donned my polo tee and jeans. The queue-ers were scruffy and dingy (doubt you can use this to describe people but well..). There was even an angmo guy with a Thai looking young girl. So disgusting. =( And they gave me odd looks when I used my Blackberry in the queue.
The damn plane was late by an hour. As I stood in the queue, i cursed and swore at my luck and wondered how did paying less for a flight translate to incessant delays for flights. I was understand if the seats are lousy and the service is shittier but does the pilot really walk slower to the plane and/or fly slower? So odd.
I was glad to have no one seated in my three seater but the seats only reclined like probably 5% backwards. What the hell...I realised Tiger Airways only provide the crew with tee shirts and not pants cos they all wore different pants. And I realised how they kept costs low.. they hired kids! Many of the "stewards" looked like they left their Macdonald's counters to come work here. There should be a law against having a 16 yr old kid explain how to evacuate during an emergency. And the guy couldnt even pronounce "de..di..de..cated" (dedicated) properly over the PA system.
I was glad I had airport transfer to whisk me far and fast away when I landed. And I was glad my company booked me in a club room at the Conrad. And they pre-booked my airport transfer back to the airport as well. The car was one of the new S-Class Mercs I think (Not very sure as it's not a segment I look at a lot). But the backseats were adjustable and even had massage. At the risk of being a swakoo, I took a picture. Haha
On the way back, my (for one hour) Merc pulled into entrance 2 of the airport where Tiger was supposed to be and i got so many gawks and stares by scruffy looking australian backpackers. Haha.. it was a funny sight. I gained no glory really as I was also taking Tiger with them but it was funny.
The boarding pass on the way back was a very laughable affair. It was a simple piece of paper with many empty fields. When you check in, they'll print your name on a tiny strip of paper and use a scotch tape to stick your name strip on the said piece of boarding pass. And your seat number is "generated" from a handheld label machine and then stuck on the boarding pass as well.
Thankfully the flight back was uneventful and Gucci had a 50% sale so I got a tie. :)
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