i'm trying to capture every second spent over the hen's weekend, but within the forty-eight hours, there's so many things to talk about. it was fun, great, wonderful weekend. ok, my throat did kill me a while, but, we had fun.
the journey started with the bride-to-be (btb) was worried when fifteen minutes before departure, there was still no sign of her lawyer friend.. but she made it, and there were four of us: the btb, the lawyer, the coordinator and the mother who left her kids to celebrate the hen's weekend..
the itinerary: spa, shopping, shopping, clubs, shopping and bring back the wedding goodies. simple and straight forward, and frankly, tied up eventful weekend for 48 hours.
the hotel:a little scary.. shabby and smelly.. the coordinator text us not to forget to bring our swimming gears, if we got time to lie down by the pool... if and only if there were pool.. the btb had googled the hotel, but managed not to tell us that the review was nothing but thumbs down.. and when we found the hotel towel could hardly cover our body, we must agree with the review. hei, but we hardly spent time in the hotel, and they have connected room. the shower was fine, and they have bath tub!.. and the lawyer so much in love with the guy in the picture hanged by the aisle.. yup, the floor was decorated with pictures of muscular men and ladies in bikinis.. don't ask us why as we are still wondering..
the food: we love the nasi padang lunch we had. it was good, full of taste and so damn cheap.. my throat was killing me after that, so, didn't really remember how was other food taste like.. but, it was not bad.. it was nice, fulfilling and cheap.
the spa: was great.. at least, i personally, like it.. need the rest and peace..
the saloon: they blow dry my hair and i look so va va voom.. to bad, it lasted just for few hours..
the mangga dua: shopped for the boys in one of the shop. the btb managed to get the 650pcs goodies, and we took the cab to go back to the hotel.
the chempaka mas: o my, o my.. i din buy much textiles..but, it was great fun spending time chooisng the textiles and fabrics, with nice colours for the dress, baju kurung and many more.. we did ok with the shopping.
the taxi: we got cheated when we decided not to take up the blue bird taxi service. it was taxiku company.. people. if you decided to go to jakarta, don't bother taking any other taxi besides blue bird or silver bird taxi service.. except the btb, all three of us dozed off once we were comfortably seated at the backseat. i woke up to realise it was a long trip..and the btb, who was fully awake told us the drive took the long way instead.. we wanted to swear.. we wanted to scold.. but we were nowhere near our home country, and we were all sweet classy girls.. we don't think it is wise to take any risk but to pay up the taxi drive twice as much as we supposed to.
the tanah abang: the have lots and lots of shops... if and only if we got the extra few days to spend our time browsing and looking for the greatest deal..
the bajaj:..ha, this was the interesting part..we got half hour to reach our supposedly 6-hours spa appointment.. excluding the 'macep', we were just in time.. we walked away from the tanah abang complex, to get the right taxi so that we reached the spa safely, timely and without being cheated... we end up with a bajaj.. a tricycle that barely fit the three of us at the back, and the lawyer settled with having close intamacy by seating next to the driver.. i bet the driver could hardly concentrate.. and the lawyer friend was telling us the driver has a nice pinkish lips..hmmm.....but it was great 'adventurous' experience...
the clubs: the one we went at rits carlton..hmm.. we can't comment much.. we felt so yound with all these old-age people surrounding.. we should have known when a friend recommended us that place.. she's not getting any younger ..so.. be it.. the other night, we were supposed to go to this clubhouse 'dragonfly'.. supposedly one of the famous one that the event coordinator insisted on going...we reached the club, but it was closed.. apparently, the club was having a private function elsewhere..and the coordinator was just not meant to go there.. we went to the next club.. after few rounds trying to figure out the entrance, we reached the club.. with the new heels i bought from tanah abang..which broke after few hours withstanding my weight and my dancing..kot.. it was ok. there were so many youngsters, we felt out of place.. but, we sure know how to fit in. the btb was wearing this sign "bride-to-be" .. guys been congratulating her.. the lawyer attracted few wierd guys..but what the heck.. at least, she got some.. me, being the loyal wife, stand by the btb, watching people... and of course we noticed this one guy.. the most handsome on the floor.. he was.. and as we were there standing, there were four girls came up to him, trying to have a decent conversation with him.. he was so handsome and we are all already in love with him.. and i don't remember how and when, but i vividly remember how excited me and the btb when we saw he started chatting up with the coordinator.. he was smiling, showing off his cute dimple.. he touched her, he looked into her eyes.. and he pulled her to the dancefloor..and he was there, until we got our taxi back to the hotel.. our coordinator friend was smitten by him, and we, the good girlfriends, were so proud of her.. we helped her imagining her fairy tales, we that night, oopss, morning... we still smiling when we sleep as we were so happy for them.. as i'm posting this, they are still on bbm (the blackberry messengers).. we really hope and pray things worked out well between them.. so that we'll have the next hen's weekend for her next year... but, if it doesn't, this girlfriend of mine should feel nothing but great.. of all the girls that approached this dutch guy, he picked her.. just because...
and i was telling my bff, the btb, i've forgotten the last time i felt so smitten over somebody.. of course i meant my hubby.. not that we are not in love anymore.. we are..we still are.. especially when he's not around, i always want him to come back.. but, the tingling sensation meeting someone new, and madly adoring every moves he made, laugh at his every remarks, found that he is so irressitable every seconds.. you know what i mean... that get-to-know phase is way beyond my reacheable requirement.. i love what i have with my hubby, but, remembering the first few dates we had, always the best..
now that we are married, with kids of our own, with work on the table, with house chores, with everything.. we hardly could find time to flirt with our significant others.. i need to work that out...
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