okay.. so well, now that i'm in the mood, let's quickly capitalize it and update my trip to jakarta. memorable one, since it's my, well, first business trip. wow, that sounds high class eh? suddenly i picture myself as some high flying career woman, decked in a smart suit...
no i'm dreaming. i was more of an extra baggage to the finance department of my company.
anyways... so i went to jakarta on thursday 6th october with my manager, uncle (well.. names have been changed to protect the innocent). he's not old but he's not called an uncle for no reason... which is not the main focus of this story so let's move on.. okay let me see what i remember.. it was an early flight... and singapore air flight at that. this name i don't have to change because, well they should thank me for mentioning them. the flight is really good.. i mean.. well they have games to play! although i only found out last minute... bummers. food is good too.. i have a strong interest towards airplane food, contrary to most travellers. maybe i'm not seasoned enough, oh well.
the hotel that we stayed in was pretty posh. i mean it looked better than i expected... and my room is niceeee.
it looks very much like the room i stayed in when i was in kl six years back. eh... well.. that sorta dispelled my fears... i have never stayed in a hotel room myself before and trust me, i was freaking scared before going on this trip. i mean SERIOUSLY. i can get scared being alone in my own house, imagine me in jakarta. i spent all my night sin jakarta with my lights and the tv on. but at least they have nhk and kbs.. and i was alternating between these two stations.
indonesians, from what i observed, are very into doughnuts/donuts.. whatever. i see a donut shop at every corner and just by looking at the donuts they sell gave me a sugar rush, i felt sick already.
from j.co... part of breadtalk in indonesia. they have all kinds of flavours. but still.. i think i prefer auntie anne's pretzels over doughnuts anytime of the day.
doughnuts from another shop.. it was never eaten in the end because it was tumbled here and there and was left inside a car boot for over an hour. i wish i opened it up.. at least just to find out how hideous it became.
so there were times that i was alone in jakarta because uncle left for another city/town/state/eh... (i don't know. i mean.. i suck in geography and i'm not going to bother looking up the map just to explain =D). thanks to uncle's friend (no names.. as usual)... i still managed to have some authentic indonesian cuisine and bought some local food stuffs.
basically i was there for an education fair. eh.. i don't know what else i should say about the work i did. erm.. so let's just skip it.
it can get very boring in the hotel... shops around close at nine and that's like.. early. i can't step out of the hotel at all because there are slums everywhere, it's too dangerous (uncle's friend reminded me many times not to step out at all)... so... tv was my only companion. and did i mention that the bathtub was SO slippery, i always almost fell? thank god for the bar support at the side.
the scenery outside my room. pretty neat, yeah? all the lights.. although that meant there was a traffic jam outside... although it's none of my business. haha.
i have made it a personal aim to try out starbucks in every country that i visited. well.. all i can say is.. jakarta's tastes better than thailand's.
my singapore air boarding pass!! if not for this trip, i would probably never have visited jakarta, nor sit on sQ... at least not in the near future.
not to forget, a picture of myself~!
well.. alright.. so sleeping alone in a hotel room is not that scary.
listening to: utada hikaru -- passion
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