23rd Mar 2008 - Florence & Pisa

I’m finally blogging again after finishing my revision for the day. Italy seems so distant even though I was there till a couple of days ago. This time round, I went to Florence and Pisa, both of which were lovely but charming in different ways.

I met up with one of my closer friends in Florence. I would have to admit that I was excited and anxious to do so since the last time I caught up with him would probably be more than 7 months ago. Furthermore, our meeting point is in Florence, how awesome can that be? And it certainly was… imagine meeting someone in your freshmen year in varsity and suddenly, 30 months later, both of you sitting at a café in Florence, enjoying the cool weather while sipping wine and slowly savouring Parma ham. Absolutely wicked! Fantastic company and great food, what more can one expect (bar a girlfriend!)? One thing’s for sure, food in Italy is so much nicer than in UK and also substantially cheaper. Everything about UK is nice except the food and weather, I’m sure I have said this several times in my other blog entries haha.

Florence didn’t exactly appeal to my senses when I first arrived. It was only through more thorough exploration and a comparison with Pisa that I grew to appreciate Florence as a city. It may not be as enchanting as Paris but it definitely has its own character. To add on, after my friend left Florence, I ended up mixing with the people in my hostel. Goodness gracious, it was such a wonderful experience that I’m contemplating travelling alone during summer for a while. I met 2 Americans, 2 Koreans, 2 Japanese, 1 German, 1 New Zealander and even 1 Kenyan. I think I might have missed out on some of them, since there were so many of them. Speaking to people, from such diverse cultures and backgrounds, is amazing. We ended up touring the city and having dinner together. Unfortunately, I had to leave for Pisa the following day and it was such a shame to not be able to spend more time with them. Oh well, it was a good end to my stay in Florence, I shan’t complain any further…

The journey to Pisa took an hour by train and I was all alone again. Pisa is very different from Florence and it is much smaller as well. But, lo and behold, nothing can prepare you for the sight of the “Square of Miracles” in Pisa. It is extremely captivating and seeing the leaning tower of Pisa and the Duomo with your very own eyes is just dazzling! All my weariness left me and I scurried along to purchase my tickets for all the attractions at the Square of Miracles. My first task was to climb the leaning tower of Pisa. Haha, it was quite tiring, albeit not for me, but for the older folks as they had to stop several times along the way up. Never would I imagine myself to be climbing up one of the Seven Wonders of the Medieval World! I slowly while my time away while exploring just about every inch of the Square of Miracles since I had nothing to do after that except to spend the night at the airport. Even so, I managed to finish my tour of the Square way beforehand, hence I took to the streets of Pisa. Gosh, there really is just nothing to shop for in Pisa. In fact, I found out from a boutique manager that most shops close from about 1 till 3.30pm in Pisa for lunch. As it was a small town, people make their way home for lunch, wow, what a life! Good for the locals but despairing for tourists like myself haha. Besides the Square of Miracles, I doubt there is anything else noteworthy. Furthermore, I felt that the people in Florence were friendlier and more polite as compared to those in Pisa despite both being touristy and Pisa being the smaller town. Perhaps, the shopping industry in Florence is much more dependent on tourists, which may be a reason for their attitude towards tourists. Anyway, shopping is far better in Florence than Pisa which is quite pathetic with respect to shopping. Therefore, with nothing to do, I commenced my way to the airport to spend my final night in Italy.

My last night in Italy was devastatingly horrendous! It all began with my atrocious dinner. Can u imagine eating pasta that seems to be cooked in a microwave? The final pasta that I had was hard and dry, prompting me to suspect that the café just reheated it in a microwave. It was such a letdown especially since I was in Italy. But the tales of horror didn’t end there and then. At about 11.30pm at Pisa airport, I heard the announcement that the airport would be closing at midnight. I immediately knew I was in trouble… I was caught in a dilemma, unsure to brave the cold weather like a man or to act like a pampered kid and hail a taxi to a hotel to spend the night. So, being the tough person that I am, I stupidly chose the former option. You guys have to know that the weather in Italy is just so perfect, but only during the day! I reckon the temperature dipped to below 5 degrees at night and I didn’t have my winter coat with me. Please note that I didn’t expect to spend a night out, in a literal manner, thanks to the airport closing. I could say, on hindsight, that I should have checked such a minute detail before I left for Italy, but I suppose most of us wouldn’t expect a closed airport. As such, from 12 till 2am, I was sitting outside in the freezing cold and there has to be a slight breeze to add to my torturous night. It was a very horrid feeling till I ended up walking about and stationing myself in a staircase of the airport car park. It was only slightly warmer but the place was so dirty that I remained standing from 2 till 4am. I recalled that I was checking my watch every 5 minutes or so, only to see time trickling away. I was despondent… very…

At the magical hour of 4am, the airport reopened and I was thus saved! The rest of my journey back to Durham was just a hazy affair as I spent most of my time catching up on sleep. It was a long journey though as it took 3 hours to fly to Glasgow, another 4 hours by train back to Durham and about 3 hours of waiting time in between. Boy was I wasted at the end of the entire ordeal. What a trip to Italy and BACK!

To end off, a very happy and meaningful Easter to all!

9th March 2008 - Harry Denis

Last night, something that my friend did really tickled me and caused me to burst out laughing. I think it’s rather cute and nice. As you can see, I am the new lead actor for the next installment of Harry Potter, if there are any further installments. You have to be aware that Harry Denis is not a fan of the Potter series, hence my ignorance towards it. My Portuguese friend created the picture for me. I dare say that it is a rather good picture. One friend of mine commented that the picture has to be suited or ideal for superimposing onto Harry Potter. Apparently, with my trademark cheeky smile, I am without a doubt that my pictures would make the mark! Haha, well, my Portuguese friend did use a nice smiling picture of myself and I think it looks pretty darn good!

Besides that, it was the birthday of a good friend that I’ve made in Durham. After sending him my well-wishing for his birthday, he replied with this text which took me by surprised as it was sincere and deep. It said “Dear Denis, thanks for your support throughout this year. You have been my role model for the year and to be honest, sometimes I look up to you as a big brother. Thanks for the kind words and I’ll carry on with my future with no regrets”. After reading it, I didn’t know what I was feeling exactly. But a funny thought came to mind, I bet a 100 quid that my younger brother doesn’t even look upon me as a role model haha!

More surprisingly, a friend told me at a party that I’m like a fountain of morality! I was like “huh”? I really am bewildered, and a little amused, by the impressions that I’ve formed on others throughout this year for I don’t feel like I’m exerting much influence over my friends…

6th March 2008 - Speaking English

I’m finally done with my work for this evening. I feel quite relieved now, especially with the bulk of my design project done. It really is annoying when I have to spend more time on the project just when I thought I’m done with it. Alright, enough of griping now since work’s over, at least for today. I didn’t know that some of my friends do read my blog, so I’m now writing this entry for someone =P

Apparently, there seems to be some animosity between the British and Americans. I just watched a programme and the host for the show said something along the lines of Americans are fat and they have to have cheese in their food. It was quite hilarious actually. For myself, I particularly like British humour because it’s not only witty but creative. The usage of the English language is simply fascinating! However, all the Americans that I’ve met so far are absolutely lovely people. They make an effort to get to know you better and through conversations with them, one can sense that they’re sincere. I suppose this prejudice against the Americans stems from the past. I may be wrong but I suppose to the British, it seems that America has corrupted the English language. I do hear some of my British mates occasionally raising a point or making a joke about it. From what I’ve heard, the colloquial English used in America is inherently “ancient”. It was the way English was spoken eons ago in the past when the British colonized America and the Americans have kept that style of speaking English. I reckon it’s similar to how a Portuguese might feel towards a Brazilian. I found out that some people who learn Portuguese find that the Brazilian way of speaking it is nicer and more romantic as compared to the way the originators of that language speak it. This, perhaps, explains the slight biasness.

My British friend complimented me just the other day. He told me that he fancies the way I speak English due to my usage of various words. Haha, he also mentioned that my vocabulary is good. This coming from a British was especially pleasant =) I noticed that many of my friends commented on my hair and that it is long now. I don’t really think it’s long, just not as short as before, after all, hair does grow in length over time if I’m not mistaken? Besides this, some also commented on my smile, my cheeky smile to be precise! What exactly is a cheeky smile? I can’t really help the way I smile I guess? It seems like I am being defined as a person through my hair and smile now, which is really quite sad since my character relies on my hair & smile!

Putting that aside, it’s only less than 2 weeks before the end of term. I shall then be in Italy and a multitude of other places in the weeks to come. Gosh, I sure am getting excited as my anxiety builds up. UK is really a decent place to live in. The pace is slower here and the way of life more relaxing. I wouldn’t mind staying here indefinitely if not for the cold weather. The times when I desperately wished I have a car are when the weather gets insanely cold and windy. Walking up the slope to my college in the absurd weather is akin to… I can’t even find anything apt to compare it to. It’s just simply suicidal! Haha, those are the days where one would just want to stay in the room and laze about doing nothing. If I’m studying here as a full time student, I think I would pleadingly request a car from my parents. After all, the cost of a decent car here isn't sky high. In addition to the horrendous weather at times, the worst thing about UK is its cuisine. Welcome to the land where one’s palate gets poisoned and killed. If you want to nullify your taste buds and develop Ageusia as a result, do come to the UK! English food is just plain lousy & unappetizing. Ask anyone, any Asian or European, and you will find a common consensus. Goodness, one aspect of Singapore that I miss sorely is the FOOD! At times, I would think of the day I return to Singapore and having supper with my brothers while talking rubbish. Haha, we speak rubbish not because we’re airheads but you can’t expect an engineer-to-be to speak about boring “techy” stuff!

Today, while I was walking up the dreaded slope, I saw my flat mate in front of me. Being the usual friendly self, I attempted to catch up with him but alas, I was having a tummy upset. It greatly hindered my ability to walk fast and imagine that I usually take 15 minutes or longer to walk up, it really is a torment to have to climb back up to my room, especially when I’m one kilogram heavier filled with S***! Originally, I intended to fly off to travel after my exams, but I heard from my British friend that the weekend after the exams concluded was supposedly the biggest weekend of the year in Durham. Think I shall alter my holiday schedule! Hehe, it’s going to be parties after parties, typical of the English which is cracking, after the exams while waiting for the release of results. I do not know why, but recently, I started developing a sweet tooth and am becoming a sugar addict… I have an urge to drink coke which I rarely drink in Singapore. Meanwhile, to satisfy my cravings, I’ve been indulging in cakes which are certainly splendid. Gosh, just thinking of it is enough to send me into a state of blissfulness, NOT! I have to drop by a café soon =P

Hmnz, I think I am really getting old. Throughout the day, I made a mental record of what I want to blog, but it seems like my memory is failing me. My thoughts are fleeting and fading into the depths of my mind. “Depths of my mind” makes it seems like I’m a deep person haha! Oh yes, I wanted to conclude this entry but I suddenly remembered something. I’ve began to ask my lecturers from referrals and one of them has already obliged. It really is easier to get a referral since the classes are so small and the lecturer would probably know who you are and know you better as a student. Hope the rest would similarly follow suit then *crosses my fingers*. Well, it’s time to get some well deserved rest! Good night peeps.