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Chinese New Year

Snort.

Yeah pig. The Year of the Pig.

No reunion dinner. Ouch, that hurts. No trays of sinful cookies and savoury snacks. Ouch, that really hurts. Now, what do you call a road-trip with a Prince Charming, his best friend Prince I'm On a Diet and his girlfriend, Princess Tessyee during the Chinese New Year holiday?

A raucous mix of fun, rancid vomit, sexy games and one red-bull charged driver.

Bandung! A two hours plus plus plus drive from Jakarta was the locale for the escapade. Armed with chips, wine and sheer glee, the four of us departed on our road-trip. I was an excited bunny! This was perfect! A trip with the royal family without a plan. We were just going! Just doing it! A last minute trip put together by Prince Charming!

Prince Charming fared well as the assigned driver. It must have been difficult for him trying to concerntrate admist the din of off-key singing, a dizzy selection of songs which were not to his liking, silly jokes and enthusiastic navigation instructions from his better half, Prince I'm on a Diet. I was nicely comfortable in the back seat with Princess Tessyee, nibbling on chocolates and seeking out the scenery on the way.

Princess Tessyee's connections with all and sundry landed us at a house. A double storeyed contraption that was simply, a blast from the past. 1980s to be precise. Words will not do it justice. What would a road-trip be if we were in a less worthy abode? THIS, was old-school. There were even novels straight out from the 1960s, nicely arranged in the living room for our humble presence. Authentic!

Although it was already close to midnight, we decided to drive around Bandung at night to check out the scene. The rest of this post will be rather blurry. The reason being, yours truly, decided to showcase the very much less glamorous side of being me. The wine and the rancid vomit: All Mine. Caught up with the delight and excitement of being at the peak of Bandung and surrounded with the rather chilly air must have dulled my senses. Bring on the wine, the laughter and the defacto "I`m only a bit tipsy....".

Wine, coupled with a twisting road downhill was a truly divine experience. Do note that my accquaintance with Prince Charming and his royal family is barely a month old. Prince Charming had to contend with driving his car and keeping his hand on a rather juvenile passenger puking her guts out. But well, it was going to happen sooner or later. Prince Charming will eventually realise that I am a ridiculously nonsensical being who is fond of klutzy mannerisms. (Last night, Prince Charming asked me to shift from the back seat to the passenger seat of his car. What did I do? I threw my shoes to the front, and very very very vulgarly climbed, crawled and contorted into the passenger seat. Only to have him say "That is the first time anyone ever did that in my car.". EEKS.)

We started the following day in Bandung with a breakfast of Pringle potato chips, senbei and plain water before we finally got our act together to shower and drive to a restaurant for lunch. Shopping and going about the streets of Bandung made up the rest of the day before we started on the road trip back to Jakarta.

We decided to make a pit-stop at Prince Charming's hometown to have dinner with his parents to commemorate Chinese New Year before making our final thrust back to Jakarta. Playing silly word games that consisted of thinly veiled sexy talk that made up the return leg of the road trip was a laugh. The passengers were drifting in and out of consciousness, a result of the measly hours of sleep, while Prince Charming was making a feeble attempt at staying awake with the help of Red Bull.

I am in recovery mode now. Time to sober up before Wednesday! It has been an eventful week. An almost disastrous pre-emptive motion, the comical encounter in the lift, a cheerful phonecall from the Tans in Singapore, Mummy's well timed advice, February 14th, the road trip...

posted by Poot @ 3:15 PM