Paris

HoLa! If im a chef, I'll definitely be the overweight chef-tress. Haha No such word though.

Im blogging in Paris!!! First time i blogged overseas. I abandoned my old wide screen laptop (previously known for the convenience of excel) and now I have a new laptop from my hun! (currently known for travelling purpose and for people like me who only uses it for net purposes) Im touched, really. He travelled to different places and parts in singapore to find because its out of stock everywhere due to the inavailability of his car, so in short, he took public transport. How amazing. Thanks JOJO! I love you tons. Not that he always buy me things then i love him. His company is never enough for me.

How nice!
Well, isabel is in paris. So, whats the big deal? The crews hibernate themselves in the room and 2 of them wanted to go out abit later due to the lack of sleep. ITS PARIS YOU KNOW, HOW CAN YOU MISSED IT THOUGH YOUVE BEEN THERE FOR SO MANY TIMES! While the rest just want to stop themselves from the brandeds. The 2 leading steward and stewardess and another probational crew together with me agreed to meet at 2pm local time. (paris time). Happy isabel went up to the room and throw her stuff everywhere and settled down. I was so elated to see the bathtub because i think its time to soak have a hot bath and relax. To my horror, when i stepped into the tub, i slipped and fell! Helllloooo!! It actually happened to me can!!! To think i used to laugh and thought that how can a fellow be so retard to fall and injured herself in the bath tub. IT WAS FUCKING SLIPPERY I TELL YOU. I hurt my butt and feet. NO JOKE. No soaking in bath tub after that. I was fuming mad when i cant find my instant noodle the moment after i unwrapped the plastic of the instant noodle. I boiled my water already and i searched high and low for my pathetic nissin cup noodles. Somehow i dont know why, i found it deep within my luggage, covered by my clothes which is abit impossible. Why would i put the cup noodle in my luggage since i've boiled my water and unwrapped it already?! WTH. While eating, i was anticipating my new gadget can be connected to the FREE WIRELESS OVER HERE. After umpteen times of calling the recep, they told me i actually have to pay before i use and then during check out, they would waive it off. So tadaaa, im connected. Time's up and i went down to meet them. Know what, the probational crew went off with the batchmate who is another set of crew. And left me, the leading stewardess and leading steward. I felt ultimate awkward. -_-'' We went to the mall and stayed there for an hour plus only.



The mall is fucking significant and im there for only an hour plus and ive only visited the LV boutique. DAMN SHIT. Coz they were only interested in LV and after purchasing, they decided to go back to hotel. They asked if i want to see anything. I wanted to tell them, YES I HAVE MANY MANY THINGS TO SEE. How can i ask them to leave without me when i cannot remember where is the train station. Its not like our MRT. They have trains, subway and etc.. which is rather confusing. I went back with them... =(

Seriously, would you want to leave this place?
The LV Q was damn long.. its like free of charge. And after that i had to queue up again to process my tax refund applications. So sick of waiting and no sense of satisfaction la coz its not my own stuff =x How can a shopaholic not buy anything in Paris?! And my train ticket not cheap too .... BO HUA MAN.



Happy Isabel went Eiffel Tower alone for christ sake. Its a must to go there!




Gorgeous uhhh!!

OH DID I MENTIONED THAT THE MALLS ARE ALL CLOSED ON SUNDAYS? POOF.


The horrifying queues.

When I was there, i told myself not to explore the tower in details because i would want to have Paris as my honey moon place heh. And it would be really romantic to come with your loved ones. I see couples having picnic over there, smooching and kissing. And there was this french guy tried to pick me up when i was there buying post cards and magnets.

French: You looked gorgeous.
Me: Thank You and i smiled.
French: You're here alone?
Me: Nope, with my bf.
French: I dont see him around. Do you have a contact number here in Paris?
Me: No contact =)
French: When can I see you again and where are you from? Korea?
Me: Maybe after I have my first kid and bring my kid here. Yea from korea.
French: You dont wanna see me?
Me: ichiban. Bye.

And i walked off. Then i realised, what the fuck, ichiban is a japanese language. HAHAHA. Initially i was afraid as im alone but as long as i just act someone i know is around me and looked fierce. It should be fine. Its quite a safe place according to the crews. No worries my hun!
His outlook is those typical hunks in shops poster. Im not into them haha. Im into my fei fei.



Asked an old woman to take for me. heh


Self taken picture in the park somewhere near the tower.




Apartments


He's real!



Performance in train! I gave 1 euro =)



Restaurant next to my hotel.



Yay, safely back in hotel


Eating tiramisu while using my new laptop. SHIOOKKKKKK I just feel so good.

Update more if i have more to come.

Maybe its a good thing that i didnt explore much of paris because i'd save those places for my honeymoon heh.