will i am's delayed diary

Keluar , swiped from Ron-Dorothy on Flickr. Oops. A leftover post from my Europe trip. Something random about exit signs in the countries that I visited. Please take note that the photos are not my work. Click on them to visit the photographer's photostream on Flickr. This is just a post about my observations on public transport in Europe. :) London - Underground - Way Out Barcelona - TMB - Salida ( Spanish ) / Sortida ( Catalan ) Cologne - DB - Ausgang Paris - Metro - Sortie P.S.: The most common road name in Cologne is "Einbahnstraße". Hahaha. "One Way Road".

King's Cross , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. Took the EuroStar from Paris Gare du Nord back to London. Once again, the confusing signage nearly got the better of us. The departure was actually upstairs and we had to check-in ala air travel. Seeing that we were running late, the staff let us through the gates without filling out our immigration cards. Security was also a bitch to clear. Had another round of grilling from the British immigration. Once in train, we heaved a sigh of relief and went to get some drinks. Ordered a cafe au lait and ate some biscuits. The barista was cute! A whole bunch of midgety HK students were milling around the area too. Back at our seats, we had fun seeing a Malaysian couple discussing their holiday plans. Boy: I wanna go the staidum. The stadium. The stadium. Girl: Don't forget shopping. Shopping. and more shopping. Boy: OK. Stadium then shopping. Girl: How about shopping then stadium? Gotta love 'em. Arrived at King's

Long Line To The Louvre , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. The drunken sex from the night before really left us very tired and unprepared for the next day. Forgot to charge my camera and we were supposed to spend the day at Musée du Louvre . *smacks forehead*. It was relatively easy to enter the famous museum. KH was very proud that we used the lesser-known side entrance and made use of the Paris Museum Pass. Truth be told, the Louvre is super big. One really doesn't have the time to finish every wing and every floor. Thirty thousand objects of art! So our objective was just to look at the highlights and absorb whatever goody that we might come across on the way. Started out at the main atrium, right under the glass pyramids. Beautiful geometry. The building itself was impressive-- the Palais du Louvre. Seeing signs of the impending crowds, we quickly started our tour. First was Chevaux de Marly , the Marly Horses. Then it was the opulent rooms of Napolean III . Extremely ornat

Notre Dame , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. Early the next morning, we headed to Notre Dame de Paris , the famous cathedral. An exquisite example of French Gothic architecture located on Île de la Cité, one of two natural islands in the Seine within Paris. No lines going in, so after taking a few photos at the plaza out front, we waltzed in. It was quite dark inside but all the more better to admire the magnificent stained glass. There were many vocation candles around, but at E15 a pop, we gave it a pass. Other than the Hunchback of Notre Dame, the real 'monster' to look out for at Notre Dame is the gargoyles. For that, we had to head out and queue in cold. KH and I took turns. While he waited in line, I went to the back of the cathedral to view the flying buttresses at the back and a beautiful garden by the Seine with box-shaped trees. When we finally ascended to the roof, we were greeted by the famous gargoyles. Monsters in all sorts of poses, looking contemplatively at

iPhoneEurope Swiped from williamnyk . My memory isn't what it used to be, so I'll try to put my Europe trip in writing before I forget something ( but this time round I have the help of a snappy iPhone app called "Trip Journal" )! Uncommon for my blog really. Posts on my blog are like bread. I usually leave them to "stand" for a while before "baking". So sit back and relax and open up a bag of potato chips. It's going to be a long-winded journey! It all began on a Saturday afternoon... SK wasn't feeling well, so I took a cab down to KLIA after an early lunch at home. My regular cabbie was occupied, so his colleague came instead. Those two are really opposites. One's like a stump and the other is a chatterbox. Upon alighting the cab, I was welcomed by a LONG line at the Jetstar counter. Luckily they had 4 counters open, else I would have been really mang zang . To while away the time, I sat at O'Brien's for a cup of tea