Here we are at Sham El Sheikh, sipping Sahara (local beer) overlooking the sea and what i presume is Mt Sinai but our trip has not been a smooth one, seriously.
Murphy loves us, so does his laws.
In short, trip had been bumpy, karma's been snapping back.
Days to MENA:
Suffice to say, this is a tragicomedy yaarl. First up the fact that both of us had a psychology paper and an equity paper to complete was enough to bemoan about. Then came along a slew of alleged night time studying in the week leading up to our flight on thursday night, with the both of us at all times harbouring the very twisted thinking that being the closest possible we both could to Cairo would lend immense amount of inspiration that would propel our academic productivity forward. Did that happen? Not quite. In that entire process however we've made fast friends with one Meril who worked the night shift at CoffeeBean, Terminal 3, and also bore witness to some freak show involving a random firealarm that was allowed to go on for a good 20 minutes before Important Looking Men rushed to of all places, coffeebean to convene and discuss their next move. We did not feel that our safety was secured in a public place and therefore halted our productivity to look out for suspects and rework CAAS's security policies.
God i think i digressed. Point was, all that time on sunday night when i was consoling myself about my deadline being on tuesday, 11am, instead of monday 11am. and Lo and Behold it was monday, at 11am, which also meant that at monday morning 3am, i had good 8 hours to churn out 2000 words. Next best move? Rush Home.
We packed our stuff, skidded our way to the car, worshipped the fine artistry of heelies and scooted into the vehicle and our dear Mr. Elroy Tan the random arsed astrologer who was most recently deported from India had to word the following line: "God, it'll be perfect if the car doesn't work now". WHYYYY would a Nice Pherson say something like that when i'm (1) on a tight deadline and (2) about to start the damn car I would never know. and yes, did the car start? NO. WHY because it's my fault that i left the headlights on and the battery went completely flat. I had a vague calling back to church. and then of course we both stopped moaning and called AA instead and I embraced science again. An hour later, salvation came! For that moment there, i thought that the likes of the Cruise Family and Travolta family made the right life decisions.
The came the problem with the stuff we had thought of for Global Village.
We could go as:
a. Sang Nila Utama and the Merlion
b. the Merlion and Vanda Miss Joaquim
c. Singapore Girl and (the lesser known) Boy
it all sounds fine in thought but...
a. this sounds a little like Role-Play/SM (ooh, kinky!)
b. i'm pretty sure a walking/talking (batteries not included) Merlion and an Orchid would be plain freaky
c. we don't exactly have flattering physique to pull this off considering that the Sarong Kebaya would make one look like a muffin and the Singapore Boy's ...there's nothing to talk about! Worst yet, for diversity, how about cross dressing?
Anyway, with assignments heavy on hand (and still is), We made wasted trips down to the Concourse, around Mustafa for Mamashops in search of those little straw and glue-like substance for DIY ballons...only to find them in abundance in Hougang Central?! Yeeaaaaaaahhhhh...
that's enough Drama for now. Oh wait, it's not....my lovely iphone had to slip out of my pocket at the Global Village venue. To quote Aretha Franklyn: "If you see me crying on the streets, just walk on by (just walk on by)".
Well...... that's all for now(pictures would be updated duly.. please understand that it cost US$9 here per hour).
More on MENAXLDS '09 in the next post!
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