Sunday, March 27, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Hectic 2011
沒有人相信有這回事.有這樣的人生.
但是,沒有辦法,誰教我成天挑戰極限,整天想要活得跟別人不同.
其實骨子裡是一個標準的宅宅,經常性的關在房子裡.
想念,喃喃.自閉和看喜劇.
2010年和寶貴的好友們在關島婚禮結束之後,
2011年二月開始籌辦婚宴,同時要過這個不容易的年,
二月底辦完台中婚禮,開始準備台北搬辦公室,
2011的三月初的台北婚宴大功告成之後,
我自己的家要在哪裡落腳都還來不及決定,
就被趕到上海來報到.
一下飛機就到辦公室開始上班,
每天晚上跟好心的喬安娜逛了超過十間可怕的房子,
不是髒舊得可怕,就是貴到翻天...
終於2011年的三月中在上海落腳了,
過了一個年,從單身變已婚,名字登記在另一張身份證上.
過了一個年,我離開家,搬到上海.
生活進行著,
一切都很美.
Thank you.
但是,沒有辦法,誰教我成天挑戰極限,整天想要活得跟別人不同.
其實骨子裡是一個標準的宅宅,經常性的關在房子裡.
想念,喃喃.自閉和看喜劇.
2010年和寶貴的好友們在關島婚禮結束之後,
2011年二月開始籌辦婚宴,同時要過這個不容易的年,
二月底辦完台中婚禮,開始準備台北搬辦公室,
2011的三月初的台北婚宴大功告成之後,
我自己的家要在哪裡落腳都還來不及決定,
就被趕到上海來報到.
一下飛機就到辦公室開始上班,
每天晚上跟好心的喬安娜逛了超過十間可怕的房子,
不是髒舊得可怕,就是貴到翻天...
終於2011年的三月中在上海落腳了,
過了一個年,從單身變已婚,名字登記在另一張身份證上.
過了一個年,我離開家,搬到上海.
生活進行著,
一切都很美.
Thank you.
Monday, March 21, 2011
High Maintenance Ivan in HK. March 2011
Talking about HK, every of my friends know that maybe few years ago, I didn't really have positive or negative comment on this city, but after 2009, I grow to dislike this place. Dirty, always with construction on going (I will say everywhere and 24/7, no joking, I actually saw one huge and loud road fixing on 23:00!!!) extremely crowded. Urgh! Don't even make me to talk about the communication problem!! Ever since I travel to HK more and more constantly, I just clearly know that it's not my city. But sadly I have to visit almost 3 times an year. (trip, not for flight transaction)
2011 we decided to go to HK for a business trip. I thought he knows HK better.
But truth is, he doesn't know a thing about her!
Best example.
Day one we went to McDonald to have a cup of coffee and breakfast. I asked him if he is sure about having his first meal in McDonald in HK.
He said, it's McDonald, how far it can go off?
Well, check this out.
He order something similar to macaroni cheese with an egg.
Again I try to tell him that even from the demo picture, it looks very horrible. But Ivan as himself, never take my advise, ordered one macaroni cheese as a first meal, and cup of coffee.
I ate breakfast in McDonald once in a while (in Taipei), their burger with eggs are quite cheering if you had it once in a few months.
But this macaroni cheese, I have to say its a food disaster!!!
Once we open the lid, I tried so hard to hold back my laugh and look at Ivan.
C: Are you going to eat that?
I: I don't know what is this. The picture looks alright!
C: My dear the picture looks horrible itself!
I: Never mind, let me take a picture of it.
C: Aren't you going to eat anything else? Maybe a burger? I can help you order some burger.
I: Ok please order for me, I don't know how to communicate with that lady.
(She apparently does speak different kind of English then our kind, you know, the international kind)
C: Sir, your burger.
I: Ok let me check it.
(checking)
I: Darling can you tell me if it's beef?
C: It's pork.
I: What?! It's supposed to be beef in a hamburger. Don't you think?
C: As far as I understand, all of them are with pork.
I: OK, never mind. I will eat it anyway. I thought it can't be so off, McDonald has standard menu in every country.
C: Well, not anymore... you are in HK.
Of course after one or two bites, we walked out and headed towards to conviction center. Before we left, those ladies sitting next table also complaint about the horrible food to us. (said over heard our complaining conversation and couldn't help to share their feelings to their first meal)
As for my first meal? Maybe I don't know this city too well, but good enough to help myself to find HK type instant noodle which is sold in regular deli right around the corner, and I had it at 8. But that's not for my high maintenance friend Ivan.
Lucky we found a nicer place called Bostonian to kill a bottle of wine, steak and nice risotto for dinner. I finally saw him all smiling. But through out whole trip, finding restaurant is always a huge fiasco to us. Except for one very good Korean Restaurant with very mean owner. Bad service but good Kimchi.
End of this trip, we all decided to go to some where prettier next year. South America?
2011 we decided to go to HK for a business trip. I thought he knows HK better.
But truth is, he doesn't know a thing about her!
Best example.
Day one we went to McDonald to have a cup of coffee and breakfast. I asked him if he is sure about having his first meal in McDonald in HK.
He said, it's McDonald, how far it can go off?
Well, check this out.
He order something similar to macaroni cheese with an egg.
Again I try to tell him that even from the demo picture, it looks very horrible. But Ivan as himself, never take my advise, ordered one macaroni cheese as a first meal, and cup of coffee.
I ate breakfast in McDonald once in a while (in Taipei), their burger with eggs are quite cheering if you had it once in a few months.
But this macaroni cheese, I have to say its a food disaster!!!
Once we open the lid, I tried so hard to hold back my laugh and look at Ivan.
C: Are you going to eat that?
I: I don't know what is this. The picture looks alright!
C: My dear the picture looks horrible itself!
I: Never mind, let me take a picture of it.
C: Aren't you going to eat anything else? Maybe a burger? I can help you order some burger.
I: Ok please order for me, I don't know how to communicate with that lady.
(She apparently does speak different kind of English then our kind, you know, the international kind)
C: Sir, your burger.
I: Ok let me check it.
(checking)
I: Darling can you tell me if it's beef?
C: It's pork.
I: What?! It's supposed to be beef in a hamburger. Don't you think?
C: As far as I understand, all of them are with pork.
I: OK, never mind. I will eat it anyway. I thought it can't be so off, McDonald has standard menu in every country.
C: Well, not anymore... you are in HK.
Of course after one or two bites, we walked out and headed towards to conviction center. Before we left, those ladies sitting next table also complaint about the horrible food to us. (said over heard our complaining conversation and couldn't help to share their feelings to their first meal)
As for my first meal? Maybe I don't know this city too well, but good enough to help myself to find HK type instant noodle which is sold in regular deli right around the corner, and I had it at 8. But that's not for my high maintenance friend Ivan.
Lucky we found a nicer place called Bostonian to kill a bottle of wine, steak and nice risotto for dinner. I finally saw him all smiling. But through out whole trip, finding restaurant is always a huge fiasco to us. Except for one very good Korean Restaurant with very mean owner. Bad service but good Kimchi.
End of this trip, we all decided to go to some where prettier next year. South America?
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