Archive for April, 2007

Something to look forward to..

Tuesday, April 24th, 2007

I love having something to look forward to. And for next month, it’s Haruki Murakami’s new book. Well, technically, I don’t think I’d be able to get it next month since it might take quite a while before copies of his new book find their way to our local stores. Anyhoo, here’s the synopsis:

A short, sleek novel of encounters set in Tokyo during the witching hours between midnight and dawn, and every bit as gripping as Haruki Murakami’s masterworks The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle and Kafka on the Shore.

At its center are two sisters—Eri, a fashion model slumbering her way into oblivion, and Mari, a young student soon led from solitary reading at an anonymous Denny’s toward people whose lives are radically alien to her own: a jazz trombonist who claims they’ve met before, a burly female “love hotel” manager and her maid staff, and a Chinese prostitute savagely brutalized by a businessman. These “night people” are haunted by secrets and needs that draw them together more powerfully than the differing circumstances that might keep them apart, and it soon becomes clear that Eri’s slumber—mysteriously tied to the businessman plagued by the mark of his crime—will either restore or annihilate her.

After Dark
moves from mesmerizing drama to metaphysical speculation, interweaving time and space as well as memory and perspective into a seamless exploration of human agency—the interplay between self-expression and empathy, between the power of observation and the scope of compassion and love. Murakami’s trademark humor, psychological insight, and grasp of spirit and morality are here distilled with an extraordinary, harmonious mastery.

Read an excerpt here: http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307265838&view=excerpt

I can’t wait to get my hands on this baby! :D

“Immigration Service with a Smile”

Tuesday, April 10th, 2007

Talk about total farce!

I wonder why the immigration booths at the NAIA still have this slogan stuck to their windows. It’s totally useless.. oh wait, it’s not. It actually makes you notice (like you need help.. duh?!) that local immigration officers DO NOT smile at all.

Upon departure, they look at you as if you do not deserve some time off this.. uhmm, country. When you arrive, they would coldly look at you, smirk at your passport, and make you feel most unwelcome, as if you don’t have the right to come back.

Who gets the smiles? The blondes, I would assume. Filipinos are just so crazy about foreigners. Is the so-called Filipino hospitality exclusively for them? Pfffft!

I dunno about the others, but I find immigration in Singapore and Indonesia rather nice. Upon seeing my passport, the Indo officer even said, "Philippines! Hello, mare!" Of course, "mare" might mean "bitch" or "fart-face" in Bahasa, but the greeting sounded warm and friendly nonetheless.

Anyway, I just hope our immigration officials would be nicer to Filipino travelers. Maybe if they smiled a little on a regular basis, some karmic force would send in positive vibes and work wonders which could lead to the government’s magical decision to finally open Terminal 3, and our airport wouldn’t look so pitiful compared to our Asian neighbors.

Wishful thinking to the Nth degree.. hahah!!

Tuesday, April 10th, 2007

Jakarta, Indonesia (Part 2)

Day 3

I had enough sense to arrange for a wake-up call at 6 a.m. before I went out the night before so I was somehow assured that I will be able to wake up and make it to the 7:15 call time. I don’t trust my cellphone alarm to wake me, especially during a vodka-induced sleep.

We were chauffeured back to Senayan City where the driveway was almost empty until the mall opened at 10. I was so sleepy but had a good laugh at what I can only obviously assume is an LPG tank outside the mall.Lpg

I have to admit I was initially a disaster in handling the new Nissan Grand Livina. It is, after all, a right-hand drive vehicle. My left hand kept floating in the air and reaching for the stick only to hit the hard panel for power windows and locks and what-nots.

I also hit a couple of pylons (ya know, those cone-shaped orange thingies they put on the road to supposedly keep cars driving straight) on my first two runs.. I required the additional humps to better test the suspension and manageability of the vehicle ;) I got the hang of it after a while. The "Ultimate" variant is rather easy to drive since its automatic and its the top-end for the Livina line. But do not expect the word "Ultimate" when the vehicle reaches the Philippine market because someone commented that it sounds like a word fit for marketing condoms. Ooops.. :P Being a passenger on the second row was also a comfortable ride, though I can’t say the same thing about being on the last row, which is a bit cramped and just a tad bumpy.

It poured again after the test drive but we were all dry and safe inside the vehicle that was carrying us to Mangga Dua. Think Greenhills tiangge.. or better yet, think Divisoria.. 168.. haggle all you want until the saleslady starts contemplating murder.

Anyhoo, I take pride (?!) in getting something for 50,000.. rupiah, silly :P (by the way, if you wanna be a millionaire, go to Indonesia, pack some P5000 to P6000 and voila! dream come true.. in a really false sense :P).. so going back to my acquisition.. it was Rp150,000 on the 4th floor, I think.. then I saw another store selling it for Rp120,000. The ground floor store was selling it for Rp75,000 and I got it at 50k!! Not bad, I think :D

We all went back to the hotel after shopping and there was still about five hours before we have to leave for the airport. I called the concierge for museums and places of interest which I could visit. Unfortunately, the museums closed at 2 p.m. (I’m not sure if it was just for that day, being Good Friday. While the population is predominantly Muslim, they do have some ways of recognizing Christian traditions). One really interesting place called the Taman Mini - something like RP’s Nayong Pilipino - is 45 minutes away and it closes at 4. Darn.

I opted to visit the SeaWorld at the Ancol Marina bay area. It’s kinda  old and really freaky because the sea creatures there have grown so much they look like monsters. One giant manta ray seemed to Monsterrrr have enjoyed the attention of a huge family that he lingered and went in tiny circles for several minutes before he decided he’s done enough entertainment for the day.

The place also houses a dugong, which, unfortunately, was quarantined during my visit.

When I got out, I noticed another establishment which seemed more interesting - the Samudra. Unfortunately, it was about to close as well. I think it’s where dolphins and seals earn their fish for doing somersaults and catching red balls.

The Gondola Station was still open so I decided to just take the cable car to have a good view of the bay. And there wasn’t much to see. Part of the beach area was reserved for swimming.. and I swear, no decent Filipino who has been to our local beaches would want to swim there :D I’m just talking of that tiny patch of the Jakarta bay, of course. I’m sure there are better beaches in other parts of Java island. Peace.

I wasted off another hour during the (Blue Bird.. hey, they’re getting free publicity from this!) cab ride home. The cab driver was nice enough to show me where to shop even if I’ve repeatedly told him that I do not have time anymore (and even if I do, I doubt if I’d remember all the strange names).

He also passed by Indo’s National Monument, which really looked majestic at night. The Monas, the symbol of Indonesia’s freedom, is an obelisk standing 132 meters tall and topped with.. no, not chocolate fudge, but 35 kilos of gold.

I got back to the hotel with just enough time to change and prepare for our midnight flight back to Manila. The taxi was scheduled to pick us up at 8 p.m.

Remember the two-hour horror from the airport to the hotel? Going back took only 45 minutes :D

my not-so-holy week

Saturday, April 7th, 2007

Jakarta, Indonesia — Hmm.. Alright, I shouldn’t be using a dateline since I got back yesterday. It was a rather short trip, made even shorter by the infamous Jakarta traffic.

Yahoo!’s weather forecast gave me a heads up for thunderstorm for the three days that I’d be staying in Jakarta.

Day 1 (04 April)
True enough, it started to pour violently within just 30 minutes of our taxi ride, and that made traffic even worst. I guess just like in Manila, the road shrinks when it rains.

Jak2_2 The ride from the airport to Intercon was just a few minutes shy of two hours, but it gave me a good glimpse of the city’s landscape.

Jakarta has a pretty good road network. There are flyovers everywhere. The U-turn slots are permanent. It can get pretty disorienting at first since they use right-hand drive vehicles. The cabdrivers survive the road pretty much as they do here, horns- and swerve-galore, whenever possible.

I had another good serving of bad traffic on our way to dinner - six lanes, all jammed up. Sheez.

The spicy dishes for dinner made me forget about the traffic for a while. And it was a good thing the (quite offensive) smell of the local driver didn’t spoil my appetite. (I literally had to scratch and pinch my arms to distract my senses until my nose adapted to that which is probably one of the works of the devil.)

Oh, dinner.. lemme see if I can still remember everything. The first thing served was the "fruit" salad.. I’m not exactly sure what’s in it but I think I remember getting a bite of green apple. That must be the fruity part.. Oh and there was also some browned (fried, i suppose) grated coconut.. or something :P It was not so spectacular.

Thin spring rolls, which they also call lumpia (spelled out differently though.. something like loempia), came next. It was a bit on the sweet side, and it was served with peanut sauce and cucumber salad.

The main dishes were a good lot but I particularly loved the fish topped with chili sauce, and beef bacon topped with.. guess what? more chili sauce! I’m not quite sure if they make rendang with chicken but.. well, it kinda tasted like rendang, which was also good. They also served something like chopsuey, and fried tofu with soy or something. Never liked tofu. Blech!!

We were back in our rooms at around 11.. which is like midnight in RP so sleep crept in real fast that night.

Day 2 (05 April)
After breakfast the next day, I went walking north to see more of the city. The map was not very helpful. I guess Jakarta’s just too big for a detailed guide. I walked huge block after huge block and ended up seeing just a bunch of construction sites. Signs of progress for the city, but not for my so-called adventure.

Real work started at noon with a scheduled lunch with Nissan’s COO and other execs. It was followed by the launching of the Nissan Grand Livina at Senayan City, an upscale mall with top brands like Versace, Gucci, CK, etc. I learned that the mall was just about six months old so some stores have yet to open.

Constructions were hidden by walls marked with quotations on shopping, and one was too familiar.

"Win or lose, we go shopping after the election." - Imelda Marcos :D Bucks_2

I was itching to go out again when we got back to the hotel. I have been warned that it’s not safe but I really wanted to check out the nightlife so I texted a friend who lives in Indonesia for tips. He said he was in a province west of Jakarta so he can’t go with me but said the EX Mall is pretty safe and it houses Hard Rock and F Bar. He also told me to choose only Blue Bird taxis since they are the safest cabs.

Hard Rock was pretty crowded, and the dancefloor was filled with mostly Caucasian women. I was led to the bar where I ordered Chocolate Martini. Yum. I left after my downed my second martini. I saw a gelato bar and had a scoop of Chocolate Rum-flavored gelato, then went looking for F.

F, apparently, runs under Fashion TV and it has branches in fashion capitals. I guess the idea of having monitors showing scantilly-dressed women doing the catwalk does not sell very well in conservative Indonesia since there was just one small group of people partying when I got there.

They do serve pretty interesting cocktails and I ordered Chocolate-covered Strawberry something (yeah, yeah.. i REALLY don’t like chocolate :P). I think it was mainly vodka with strawberry syrup at the bottom. Another shotglass holds the chaser - two strawberries covered with grated white chocolate. I wonder if that would work for tequila :D

The next thing I tried was the Flaming Rainbow. I dunno if this type of drink is available in Manila. Anyhoo, it was also a shooter of made of liquor in different colors carefully layered for that rainbow-ish effect, and the glass was flamed up with a lighter.

The lady bartender handed me a tiny straw and told me to sip. When I was just staring at my drink, all too mesmerized by the cute flaming thing, she startled me with an insistent, "Now!" I guess now I know why the place is almost empty :P

I was happy with four drinks so I flagged a Blue Bird cab to go back to the hotel. At 6am the next day, I woke up wondering how I’m going to test drive a strange right-hand drive vehicle with a headache :P