Friday, October 31, 2008

Halloween Weddings


happy halloween, my americano friends!

i dressed up last week because i have a wedding to go to tonight and a friend had a party a week early. now, anyone who knows me, knows that i do NOT like getting dressed up for halloween. and it entirely has to do with the fact that cheap flammable "sexy cop" or "sexy witch" or "sexy medieval maiden" are all about 80 USD and you wear it once. so what did i go as? the "walk of shame". yep, thats right - i like to keep it classy. i wore one ripped thigh high, messed up my hair and makeup and drew a hickey in on my neck. pure class...with a capital k - Klassy...whatever, dont judge.

so yes, this is the wedding (http://www.mywedding.com/seungahsimon/) i am attending ce soir but i will have to call it an early night because i have a bike ride early tomorrow morning in the new territories as well as the bledisloe cup on saturday. and since i dont want to be barfing my way around the new territories on a bike, it should be an early one, kids.

and between the wedding and the bledisloe, i am sure to have loads of snaps. again, two words:

DAN
CARTER

(now swoon...)



Monday, October 27, 2008

Nnotes from Another B-Trip, Next Stop Manila!


when i told someone in the states that i was heading here they said, “oh, i am so jealous.” and for a moment, albeit brief, i thought i should be so lucky. i get to go to all these exotic places and travel for free – how freaking cool is that? well, it is cool if i had time to do something fun. my only down time consists of an extra 20 minutes in starbucks where i can have another snack i dont need with another chai tea latte i dont need. or there is downtime at night where i am trapped inside the hotel because i dont want to be kidnapped and forced into a sex ring or forced to ride the pole. but speaking of starbucks, all of them have armed guards at the door (come to think of it all buildings in manila have heavily armed men at them) but starbucks? because that is necessary? well, he is at starbucks and he has a huge gun and his name is jose. also, there is a dude outside the window with a small sign on the ground that reads “we buy empty cartons”. it seems like they buy empty cigarette cartons and…do…what with them? make a small house? what would they do with them? and to boot, it seems all the starbucks employees are in the back having some sort of rally as I am hearing cheering and laughter and general ruckus. according to my first meeting, that must be the “latin” side of filipinos – the side that “doesnt want to work too hard”. his words, not mine.

admittedly, i do love (in the hate sort of love way) the cabs in these developing countries. everywhere i have been in south east asia, i have taken some seriously dodgy cabs and manila is no exception. the cabs here are these run down looking white dodge neons with what looks like some sharpie action on the side that reads “taxi 632 1441”. i kid you not – i think they shapie-ed on their taxi sign. i only took one non-hotel taxi and it was gross. i might have caught some sort of fungus but i am praying not as i dont have health insurance yet. and yes, it is because i am too lazy to fill out the forms…

i do have to say, this city is fairly interesting in its genetic makeup as it was spanish conquered but obviously in asia. the people are this hybrid of eurasians but look kinda mexican to me. also, most of them have spanish names so it is fun to rock up and meet ricardo salazar and it is this 5 foot 5 140 lbs asian man standing in front of me. come to think of it, it is probably what people think when the meet me and find an asian chick…if it is called a duck, sounds like a duck and acts like a duck but doesnt look a duck…then what the heck is it? clearly not white meat.

and sadly since all i see really are the airports on these trips – let me comment on this for a minute…the one in manila is like a bus station and no i am not exaggerating. literally they use the same tv monitors and someone actually walks around yelling “singapore air, singapore air – last call for singapore air” before the bus leaves the station…err, the plane takes off. magical, friends , truly magical. but i do have to say my favorite is when you leave, you have to pay about 15 usd to get out. in indonesia, you have to pay to get in and i think paying on the way out makes so much more sense as youre itching to get out so bad you dont care how much it is or that you have to exchange monies again. but i did make friends with my driver on the way out to the airport and he was telling me about all the beautiful beaches to go to…yeah, i could definitely handle that. we are talking boracai or palawan here my friends…bring on the sandy white beaches and the clear water!

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Manner-isms

it wouldnt be work if something didnt operate properly. today the phones are down. we cannot make any outgoing calls nor can we receive any incoming calls. there is nothing better than a newsroom without phones...no interviews to hold, no sales calls to make - cool. so as others go out for coffee or to do an ever important "errand" or socialize, i would like to discuss something uniquely hong kong - bad manners.

in first place and a personal favorite of mine is: some people will come up to you, stop and stare at you in the middle of the sidewalk instead of moving a bit to the left or the right.
yes, i am serious. people can be so rude here. often times you can be going down the street and your path will cross someone else's. instead of you both diverging, the person will come right into your face, stop and stare. they want YOU to move out of THEIR way. um. ok. i feel that people like this are the same people who do not give up their seat for old people/pregnant women on the subway. and all these behaviors DRIVE ME CRAZY. so how have i chosen to combat this? i barrel into them or sometimes yell if i am in a particularly foul mood.

for example, during one of our most recent typhoons, i was going through the mtr (the subway) to the airport with a colleague. it was dumping rain outside and we came to the stairs. since her arms are the size of my index fingers, i helped her with her mammoth case (for 2 days - apparently she packed a lot of "beauty products") and i had mine as well. suddenly, a woman appears and is coming up the stairs right in my path. NOBODY else is around yet she marches up to me and stops and stares - like "get out of MY way". so what do i do? i barrel into her and yell, "what the fuck!" she moves over but continues to throw me nasty looks. lady, do you not see me wet as a sewer rat with two pieces of luggage? you move, nasty old cow.

coming in at second place is: the people who do not hold doors.
now this would be ALL of HONG KONG. i am not kidding. nobody holds doors for anyone and they certainly are not letting women out of elevators first. yes, in hong kong not only is chivalry dead but so is general respect for man kind. i have actually seen men and women alike open the door a crack just for themselves and their tiny fish-only-eating bodies to come through. and the best is those people who hurry up to sneak through the door behind someone else so they dont have to touch it at all. now talk about NO EFFORT. hey, thanks for comin'. jerks.

and third and final is: the nose pickers and loogie spitter.
how wonderfully clean i find this one. i guess it has improved a lot since sars (three cheers for sars - hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray!) but it still happens and i find it ironic. this is a city that has signs in elevators that are covered in disposable plastic wrap with posted signs up that read "sanitize every two hours". there is disinfecting hand lotion at the entrance of many work buildings yet people feel it is completely ok to not just pick but "dig for gold" (as me mum would say) just standing there on the sidewalk with no shame whatsoever.

a while back, i was doing a free day at a local gym and in a full yoga class. as i was making my decision to join or not to join, i hear this man clearing his throat. in he was doing it in such a violent manner, i'd say he managed to pull up his toe-jam through his body and out his mouth as he spat it all on the floor behind me. and guess what? i didnt join the gym. shocker.

and in honorable mention is: the squatters in the ladies room.
now this is confusing and so contradictory. the women here do not like to sit on the loo so they squat and pee all over the seat instead. because that seems WAY more sanitary to me. that is why often times i have gone into public toilets and they have a "toilet" with areas for your feet where you can stand. i am sure most of these delicate asian flowers thighs cannot hold them up to hover so instead they just stand. and what? pee all over their leg? now that makes sense.

but wait, this is supposed to be the worlds next super power? yeah, i believe that one. to my credit, i havent subscribed to the "if you cant beat 'em, join 'em" motto yet and i hope not to ever. i certainly dont think youll find me picking my nose on the street anytime soon. and if you do, please stop me.

Monday, October 6, 2008

Sickness Makes Life so much more Clear

there is nothing better than getting sick to knock your ass back into reality. sorry if i have been mia lately but between getting sick, working in this shite market, and traveling to scary "developed countries" (manila is my next trip and i hear they have a penchant for kidnapping us citizens...) has taken a toll on me. not to mention the vat of alcohol i drink almost daily. however, sickness has helped me turn over a new, healthier leaf.

i went hiking for the first time the other day during a bank holiday recently (pics to come). it was so fantastic and i saw how beautiful hong kong can be. we hiked through the new territories and ended up at a beach where you can only get there by walking (ie no taxi or bus or anything) so it was not very busy. the sand was so soft and there were some nice waves. if i closed my eyes long and hard enough, it almost felt like we were on a proper holiday. then we took a boat back to kowloon, had some dinner and came back into hong kong. was a wonderful day and i felt a bit healthier exercising my body versus my drinking arm for a change.

and my friend from australia is coming back next week so that means another free week at the four seasons!!! there are a few work dinners i can freeload off of and of course there is always the pool and turn down service...what a life! now if only i had a good territory that had money to spend, life would be grand.

more to come - hopefully - drop me a line people - feel so OUT OF TOUCH with the states!

xo,
e