Ma monkey trip to Panama (part II)
ok, i should NOT write blogs in different sections. the first part of the trip entry was like what, 1+ week ago??!! now i feel like procrastinating. gosh... i suck...
aaaaanyway, i finally got the complete set of pictures from all my colleagues, so it should be able to make things easier and fancier. if i really get too lazy, i can always stop blogging and post pictures to tell the stories instead. not a bad idea.
Sunday, March 4th
The one and only day when I had some free time in the morning to enjoy the hotel facility, which is my favorite of all hotels--the POOL baby~! Nope, I'm still not that good at swimming, and yes, I still turn my croll into my "almost drawning doggie style", but I like the pool~ it's nice! Actually wasn't able to stay in the pool for too long, dipped myself in the pool for about 20min in the early 7am so I have enough time to get ready for the busy day ahead.
The expo was 3 days away, and still a lot of work to do. However, since Mr G was away for the day for airport pickups (the delegation and my manager finally arrived) and not on our back, Charmine and I took thing easy. We checked on the progress of the project for a bit, and later decided to take a break with a short grocery run for emergency hair colorant. Hahaha~ Girls will always be girls. ^___^
The highlight of the day was in the evening, when the ambassador treated our entire delegation for dinner at a (freaking) Chinese restaurant nearby. Dinner was normal, ok food, plenty of boring social, people doing their toasts, me being oblivious with whatever that was around me, occational chit-chat with people sitting next to me, and making funny faces with Charmine.
Then, probably because of nostalgy or they just want to cheer up the mood, they've also had the karaoke ready for those who were interested. Of course, my team had to go up for a song, but since the songs they picked were, uhm, unknown to me (i.e. too old!!!), a couple of us decided to move along the song with some silly moves/swings while the rest sang.
Not only did we danced for our song, but we also volunteered as "backstage dancers" for this nice company rep that was dying to sing. It was a fun thing to do for a boring event such as that day's, Charm and I were quite enjoying being stupid. Little did we know that it was a wrong step to make which led to our misfortunes the next day...
Monday, March 5
With the entire delegation, we visited Colon Free Trade Zone, which was approximately 1 hr away from Panama City. Zero memory of the roadside view since I passed out quite quickly on the bus to avoid hearing Mr G's bla-bla as the tour guide.
A semi-informative seminar was held for the exhibitors when we arrived, follow by lunch (more Chinese =__= ) and different activities for them to choose from. They were split into groups for business-matching meeting, Panama Canal (Colon side), and shopping at the tax-free FTZ area. My manager (Lydia) and I were ready to spend some cash when we were asked to visit the FTZ Administration Office... Oh well, what could have we done? The representatives of the office were quite nice, and luckily that their presentation was interesting enough to keep me awake. Just as we were about to head back to the meeting place, the van broke down on us, on a scorching sunny day. So for the sake of our dear lives, we pushed the van until it could run again.
Intersection of 15 1/2 and B Street. Can pple be any lazier?
When we pushed the van. Mr G didn't seem to be contributing much...
Evening, one of the embassy counselors invited us for dinner. Guess what? Chinese food and karaoke, AGAIN...
This is the day when we all got trashed. Because someone brought a box (12) of red wine for a table of approx 13 people, ready for a sucky traditional chinese social dinner. We chugged like 2 bottles before we really ate any food, stupid not knowing how to be firm to stop the madness on time. So it all began, the toasting, the drinking, the kampais (I HATE doing red wine kanpais. WTF is that??) the pushing others to drink, the singing, and more drinkings.
Needless to say, we were out. I was absolutely out. A few of us girls went to the bathroom first to escape from the drinking madness, and second, to grab something to hold on to. I was sitting on the bathroom floor (ick, I know) because the one and only toilet was taken (Lydia was hugging it dearly). And after some waiting, my body couldn't resist anymore so we found the next best thing to a toilet bowl--the trash bin.
Yeah... I drank too much that day... But it was good that I puked in the bathroom because not only did that helped me get rid of all the alcohol in my system, it also let the other SOBs know that we could not handle sip of wine anymore. Later I realized that the trash bin had a crack, so it was leaking, so it was nasty and disgusting... Ewwww.... =___=lll
I didn't return back to the table but found myself a comfy couch to pass out, like my old drinking ritual. Ah... that felt really nice...
aaaaanyway, i finally got the complete set of pictures from all my colleagues, so it should be able to make things easier and fancier. if i really get too lazy, i can always stop blogging and post pictures to tell the stories instead. not a bad idea.
Sunday, March 4th
The one and only day when I had some free time in the morning to enjoy the hotel facility, which is my favorite of all hotels--the POOL baby~! Nope, I'm still not that good at swimming, and yes, I still turn my croll into my "almost drawning doggie style", but I like the pool~ it's nice! Actually wasn't able to stay in the pool for too long, dipped myself in the pool for about 20min in the early 7am so I have enough time to get ready for the busy day ahead.
The expo was 3 days away, and still a lot of work to do. However, since Mr G was away for the day for airport pickups (the delegation and my manager finally arrived) and not on our back, Charmine and I took thing easy. We checked on the progress of the project for a bit, and later decided to take a break with a short grocery run for emergency hair colorant. Hahaha~ Girls will always be girls. ^___^
The highlight of the day was in the evening, when the ambassador treated our entire delegation for dinner at a (freaking) Chinese restaurant nearby. Dinner was normal, ok food, plenty of boring social, people doing their toasts, me being oblivious with whatever that was around me, occational chit-chat with people sitting next to me, and making funny faces with Charmine.
Then, probably because of nostalgy or they just want to cheer up the mood, they've also had the karaoke ready for those who were interested. Of course, my team had to go up for a song, but since the songs they picked were, uhm, unknown to me (i.e. too old!!!), a couple of us decided to move along the song with some silly moves/swings while the rest sang.
Not only did we danced for our song, but we also volunteered as "backstage dancers" for this nice company rep that was dying to sing. It was a fun thing to do for a boring event such as that day's, Charm and I were quite enjoying being stupid. Little did we know that it was a wrong step to make which led to our misfortunes the next day...
Monday, March 5
With the entire delegation, we visited Colon Free Trade Zone, which was approximately 1 hr away from Panama City. Zero memory of the roadside view since I passed out quite quickly on the bus to avoid hearing Mr G's bla-bla as the tour guide.
A semi-informative seminar was held for the exhibitors when we arrived, follow by lunch (more Chinese =__= ) and different activities for them to choose from. They were split into groups for business-matching meeting, Panama Canal (Colon side), and shopping at the tax-free FTZ area. My manager (Lydia) and I were ready to spend some cash when we were asked to visit the FTZ Administration Office... Oh well, what could have we done? The representatives of the office were quite nice, and luckily that their presentation was interesting enough to keep me awake. Just as we were about to head back to the meeting place, the van broke down on us, on a scorching sunny day. So for the sake of our dear lives, we pushed the van until it could run again.
Intersection of 15 1/2 and B Street. Can pple be any lazier?
When we pushed the van. Mr G didn't seem to be contributing much...
Evening, one of the embassy counselors invited us for dinner. Guess what? Chinese food and karaoke, AGAIN...
This is the day when we all got trashed. Because someone brought a box (12) of red wine for a table of approx 13 people, ready for a sucky traditional chinese social dinner. We chugged like 2 bottles before we really ate any food, stupid not knowing how to be firm to stop the madness on time. So it all began, the toasting, the drinking, the kampais (I HATE doing red wine kanpais. WTF is that??) the pushing others to drink, the singing, and more drinkings.
Needless to say, we were out. I was absolutely out. A few of us girls went to the bathroom first to escape from the drinking madness, and second, to grab something to hold on to. I was sitting on the bathroom floor (ick, I know) because the one and only toilet was taken (Lydia was hugging it dearly). And after some waiting, my body couldn't resist anymore so we found the next best thing to a toilet bowl--the trash bin.
Yeah... I drank too much that day... But it was good that I puked in the bathroom because not only did that helped me get rid of all the alcohol in my system, it also let the other SOBs know that we could not handle sip of wine anymore. Later I realized that the trash bin had a crack, so it was leaking, so it was nasty and disgusting... Ewwww.... =___=lll
I didn't return back to the table but found myself a comfy couch to pass out, like my old drinking ritual. Ah... that felt really nice...
Labels: trips
posted by nongi at 12:42 PM
2 Comments:
hahaha u drunk in a couch? good times nongi =P
it feels so different when u're drunk because u were forced to... and doing bottoms up with red wine is the lamest thing EVER.
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