FRIDAYs NA! OFF NAMAN!

I've been deeply thanking the Creator for permitting us to land safely last night at AUH airport. It's been six long straight flying days and believe me, the exhaustion is too much to endure plus the unbearable and offensive words that two guests uttered - (in your face)"I DON'T EAT GARBAGE!" and "DON'T TOUCH ME!". Ang mga f*cking ****s nga naman, walang ka-manners-manners so I left it blah blah blah. Thank goodness sweldo na. I can end that calvary by indulging and treating myself into a very nice lunch at Friday's.

My sincerest appreciation to all my crew for their help (been galley op for eight legs) especially during our KTM and LHR flights. I'm full of awe and pride when Jody (the suppee) and Nudira commended my organized work. Thanks as well EY for the opportunity - proud to say I can do Airbus galley efficiently on my upcoming medium and long haul flights. Apologies for my mistakes during my past DAC, YYZ flights. Full of conviction, I can do better this time. Likewise, I'm deeply grateful for flying with Philip Hevey and Grec Bogdan. It was a tough job, really, working with Philip who had conducted the four segments with a very critical attention. Honestly, I've learned a lot! And for Grec, you've known it dear, Asians are fragile individuals! MARAMING SALAMAT. Tapos na ang slavery! Cheers dear!

Signing off...

Pasaway time na!!!Magkikita na ulit kami ni kuya after five months!

MUSCAT, OMAN

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Tanang madla, welcome to Muscat, Oman! Panibagong tatak na naman sa aking pasaporte, yikeee!

Ipinapakilala ko si Karina De Mesa, a.k.a. King, Kingkong, Kingkong Matsing... Apat na taon kaming magkakulitan sa kolehiyo, duun sa binabahang unibersidad namin sa Espanya. Duun kung saan kundi ako sinagip ng isang pinaniniwalaan kong law student ay naanod na siguro ako ng baha o nahulog sa manhole (at hindi ninyo na masisilayan pa ang marikit na dilag na ito, ehem)...Duun kung saan, pareho naming kinasusuklaman si mister errr... accounting, at kung saan tinutulugan niya ang klase ni ma'am _ _ _ _ _(sssshhhh...sikreto, walang clue- complacent!)at kung saan trip namin makinig kay ma'am Bau dahil simple lang, cool siya, magaling, PERIOD. Mabilis lumipas ang mga pahina ng kalendaryong intsik namin. Apat na taon na pala ang nagdaan mula nung aming pagtatapos. Naisip naming dalawa, buti na lamang at salamat sa Diyos, maayos naman ang naging kinahinatnan naming lahat. Teka, salamat sa lahat King, ni isang kusing o baisa ay walang dumungaw sa lukbutan ko, oh well, maliban na lamang sa huling umaga nating magkasama...

Kailangan daw kuhanan ng larawan ang animo'y piramideng ito sa Ruwi...

Meet Mikki, old pal sa PAGS... Sa Noodle House ito, naalala ko pa nga ang malungkot kong kaarawan sa Dubai, duun din kami kumain, huhuhu

Sa bahay ni mami Corazon, salamat po sa malugod ninyong pagtanggap...

Cheers mehn! Tequila yata yan at hindi tinatanggihan ang tomahan kahit pa estranghero lang kami! Mas superb si Camino keysa kay Jose!

Ang stiff ni Mikki nun, namamahay daw neh! O malakas lang ang sipa ng Red Horse?

Teka Mits, nakailan ka na ba? Iba na titig mo sa camera ah!

Eto ang mas matindi ang tama! shet hot mommah! uhlahlah! The thongs!!! and the butterfly tattoo!!!

aaaawwwwwwwww!!!

Babalik ako!!! Sa Salalah o sa Musandam ang tuloy natin sa susunod, let's see the biatches!!!!davah Anna??? Salamat sa toilet! No spill naman ako!

Matapos ang anim o pitong shot ng Camino, yun na ang di ko malilimutan sa tanang buhay ko! Wala naman akong ginawa sa toilet ni Anna at naakay ko pa naman ang sarili ko patungo sa pangatlong palapag ng balay ni King. Ito lamang naman ang unang pagkakataon na halos hagkan ko na ang toilet bowl sa kasilyas nila King dahil sa tindi ng tama ng alcohol na tinoma ko. Kulang na nga lamang ay magpalit kmi ng mukha ng toilet bowl sa kagustuhan mailabas ang lahat ng ipinasok kong likido sa katawan ko. Shet!!!

Yan ang hangover! Ang sagot sa sikmurang kahit baligtarin ko ay 'di ko pa rin mawari...Kape lang daw yan! Kape lang nga at butternut-flavored Dunkin Donut!

PA BA?

Being involved in EY101/07Jun08/EY100/08Jun08 JFK flight was nearly a career milestone for me. The involvement includes series of tests. Tests that eventhough you expected, remains challenging... My sole dictum during the almost 14hours constriction in that pressurized cabin is- PATIENCE IS A VIRTUE.

Well a virtue that was, thank you gracious God realized by them in the end.

La la la la la la.... I've got no one to blame... Mr. Consul, why not Mitch???Why??? La la la la la la.....

This was my very first layover flight that I felt empty, anxious and NOT excited. Uncle Sam's homeland wasn't the proverbial greener pasteur for me. I don't even have the slightest intention of going out except that I realized in just hours my stomach will be grumbling, "hey Mitch I need something to satisfy me" (and Sugar wasn't bothered by my call, oh well thanks for introducing the bey-gel with low fat Kraft cream cheese).

The only reason I'm there is, God knows, the only consolation that I had that evening. Thank you, that I've heard your voice and it's no joke that I kept on repeating the voice call several times expecting that you would call back just before I doze off. And so I did... It was the very first time that I had perpetuating dreams. Series of events that were so vivid, hoping as if those were true and transpiring at that moment. It's true we're that near, yet so far... Kailan pa nga ba? Hanggang ngayon, ang katanungan ko na wala pa ring tiyak na kasagutan. Salamat, at maraming salamat dahil sa mga sandaling iyon na kailangan kita ay pinaramdam mong ako'y may kasama at hindi nag-iisa. (Anu nga bang gayuma ang gamit mo at masyado akong patay sayo?)


P.S.

Granny, nasan ka man ngayon, hindi man tayo nagkita bago ang huling sandali ng iyong buhay, pabaon ko sayo ang pagmamahal na hindi ko man malimit na naramdam ay mananatili pa rin kailanman.

Spice up! Who's that stupid idiot who pulled my Lav threshold out?(Sucking out all my sanity!)

Haha, funny though... Kahit pa inubos nila ang pasensiya ko at umakyat na ang kumukulo kong dugo sa tuktok ng ulo ko, nakuha pa rin nila kong patawanin ng husto!

" Who's the animal dude?" Damn!

Can you manage? 'Coz I didn't, WE DIDN'T!!!

TARIMAKAZE, SAMASAMA, SAMPAYJUMPA

DETAILS:
Flight # EY 472 AUH-CGK (B773-ETB) 6th May 2008
Flight # EY 471 CGK-AUH (B773-ETE) 7th May 2008

Hotel :Shangri La (23H 35M) Kota BNI. Jl. Jenderal Sudirman Kav. 1, Jakarta 10220

MAY 5---Puyat, dahil kay gummy... This is the usual me blaming her. We've actually had a very long morning. Initially, the plan was to go to Khalifa Police Station so she could apply for that "deemed necessary" liquor license. Yet, it turned out that we've showed up our asses in EY Staff Travel office, oh well to apply for that ID00, vacation leave ticket come December 2008. I was about to pass the form when something came out of my uncanny brain. What if I'd use my ID00 this coming July to go to JFK, then transit IAH via CO?! Hmmm good idea, rather than taking EK, direct. Sabi ko nga kay Myra mabuti ng EY pa rin, kapamilya! And she would throw this fact---"Assuming ka!Wala pa nga tayong US visa."

--->You'll never know Gummy, 12th May maybe our luck! Sabi nga ng Secret book - ASK... BELIEVE... RECEIVE...Makikita ko na rin si Osh!

Thank you Lord, closed na ang tatlo kong credit cards!

We've had a very delectable pasta and bread pan lunch at flat 1104, courtesy of Babe Matt. After laying a hand in their chores, we've finished the online application for the US D-visa (for crew). Although quite late, I was able to doze off for three hours prior to my trip to Jakarta and was able to have a haste conversation with my mahal.

MAY 6---As Myra and I were waiting for the OCC staff to attend to our inquiries, we've heard that one of the MNL crews was uncontactable. I could've wished, at that moment, that guy would shout out my name and I will be pulled out from CGK. It'll be a very joyous flight for me to serve my good friend Ghady (maswerte ka Ghado kahit ID90 'yan!) who will be travelling back home after bearing 2 years of hardships in the Middle East. But none of these transpired. Instead, the reality of not expecting Miang in my hotel room after a very long flight seared my wishful thoughts.

The almost 8 hours flight became less and bearable with a 1-hr and half rest at the crew rest compartment. Likewise, being the duty free operator (selling 8 items and utilizing a huge manual list of on-board products) killed most of my time.

At around past 1300H LT CGK, we arrived at Soekarno-Hatta Int'l Airport. The honor was given to me to open my owned L2 door and minutes after, I felt the rush of humid air from the outside, making my skin flush. Eventhough not familiar with the english term of 'tarimakaze', Ghemar and I just bid the guest with that expression, realizing after few nods and smiles from the Indonesians, that we meant to say 'thank you'.Most of them responded 'samasama' which connotes 'you are welcome'.

Salamat Siang Jakarta!

Activities during the 23-hours rest: telly,sleep,gym,sleep,buffet breakfast with Ionela, sleep, prepare for pick-up

MAY 7
My colleagues at front galley... Dwight (R2-Galley Operator) and Ghemar (R2A-Right Hand Side Cabin Operator)

I would like to thank the kindness of Fariza and Watti for translating my conversation with granny, (moaning 'sakit', which means the same in my native tongue) who initially complained having diarrhea but after drinking my remedy-tea, warm H2O and fitting herself into the blankie felt well and slept well. (I was just too inflexible in opening the FAP and filling out the damn medical forms)

Realization: Kaya ko rin palang manggamot ng simpleng karamdaman... Siguro kung may budget lang tinuloy ko na ang pagdodoktor kahit takot ako sa karayom.

I would also like to thank one of the guests for making me laugh while asking where to put properly the earplugs (yes, it's right to put both into the opening of your nose, harhar)

And to all guests who addressed me by my name...

To the catering staff who gave me a plastic bag full of my, rather everyone's favorite Indonesian Kropeck and that spicy sauce, thanks dude for not forgetting! Alam mo namang Indonesian babe ako and I might see you again next month, bawi ako, I'll bring you something from my hometown!

To Edward, the EY-CGK ground staff who had his World Tracer training in AUH with Popoi, rest assured that Jeff will receive your message!

To my colleagues, most especially in front CZ, thanks for the very nice flight, it wasn't long at all.

While in the bus(listening into Lifehouse's song- First Time) and thinking of all the experiences that I had in that pressurized bird, I can fully say, I'm loving my job and...

finally, I am confined no more...

P.S.

Pepper:Salamat sa oras at panahon at tayo'y nagkausap. Bawat pagkakataon na ganito ay nadudulutan mo ako ng ligaya. Actually nasa eroplano pa lamang ay excited na akong lumapag.

Saya cinta kamu, My Liefie!

EXHAUSTING CAI WITH PEACHES AND LEMON

THAT LASS IN EMERALD-HUED SCARF

KUL WITH RASH--->NEW MILESTONE WITH SIM