Tassie
The flight from HND to HBA was pleasant, although it was a really ancient 747-400. Business class was just as ancient, but still lie flat (very slight angle only) and that’s what’s counts. The Qantas staff was super nice, attentive, and friendly, food was good and plentiful. And they had the entire sixth season of…
Encore
Not quite finished with Japan yet. I was really surprised how easy it is to get around these days. When I was there for the first time, many many years ago, there were no English signs, Western credit cards weren’t accepted and the ticket machines didn’t speak English either. These days, it’s almost disappointingly simple.…
Kyoto now
Kyoto was kind of cute. I mean, obviously a tourist destination both for foreigners and natives, but still a nice place to visit. Plus they have a fantastic International Manga Museum đ. We spent Christmas there as did lots of Japanese as well, apparently one of the Christmas traditions is to take your partner out…
Land of the rising Son
We took advantage of the brilliant weather in Tokyo and spent a lot of time in the various gardens. There’s a ton of them and while a lot of things had already settled down for winter, maple leaves still gave off a beautiful glow in the winter sun. Lovely, they definitely know how to do…
The far East
Believe it or not, flying First seems to be the best means to counter jetlag I’ve found so far. A shame that I can’t afford it usually. But where do I start? BA managed not to mess up my flight this time. That alone is a small miracle. And the cabin crew was very friendly,…
Hello Singapore, again, pt II
Singapore was nice, as usual. We returned to stay at the Parkroyal on Pickering hotel, only that I’d managed to get a junior suite this time. I think I’ve raved about this wonderful hotel enough already last May, so I’ll keep it short and simple: perfect. Building, staff, room, food, atmosphere, 10 out of 10,…
Hello Singapore, again
Our last two days will be spent, again, in Singapore. Which means food, food, food for me. ☺ On Thursday we drove to Auckland, stopping for ice-cream (surprise, eh?) and a nice lunch at The Farmer’s Cafe (or similar) at Papamoa. Then on to the big smoke, chilling out in the domain in the afternoon…
Back in Paradise
The whole concept of Islamic suicide attacks has always been a mystery to me. Why would you need 72 virgins? Just imagine, 72 women constantly around you, I bet you’d wish for your suicide vest rather sooner than later. Anyway, it’s all useless rubbish, because you don’t need to commit suicide by killing kaffirs, all…