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Tuesday, July 01, 2008


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Day 3

Started off with the same breakfast as day 2.
Then it's back to the room to rest. (Left room)
(Right room)
Checked out of hotel at around 12 and then went Pavilion for last minute shopping. Had our lunch at Friday's
Our drinks
Martin's AppertizerOur Food

Martin's dessert Us We actually entered the restaraunt 1 hour before the supposedly arrival of the coach. And the food came late so we had to rush our food in like 10 mins. The waitress was surprised when we asked for the bill when our food was served. We sort of jogged out of the restaraunt after finishing our meal. Haha. We then went to take the taxi stand and asked for the price back to our hotel. The suckers quoted Rm25 while our cab fare earlier on from hotel to Pavilion was only Rm5. I told him that and he sarcastically told me to go take my Rm5 taxi. Anyway we then walk quickly down the road and luckily got our taxi running on meter. The coach was nonwhere to be seen and so we went to take some pictures
Half an hour later, the bus still didn't come. So I called them and the person don't even know what is happening. She called back 15mins later and told me that the coach is caught in a massive jam and will only arrive by 5pm. With nothing to do, we went Starbucks to chill.Kx using the 707 sticker to act as a watch
Spot the differences
Spot the differences here too. Haha The person called again some time later to say another coach will arrived by 5pm. But it came only at 525pm. Then we are off on our way back to Singapore. We stopped by the Kim restaraunt for our dinner and to purchase some local products. Finally we are going home!

Anyway we witness a funny incident at the Singapore custom. An old man in his 50s or 60s decided that he should cut the queue since he is alone and old. Apparently, the person behind didn't think so and he shouted loudly "Police, this man want to cut queue. Please send somebody here". Meanwhile, another man also asked the old man not to cut queue but he was met with vulgarities. Nobody came, so the first man shouted for the police again. After sometime, a policeman came and escort the old man away to join another queue perhaps. Everybody then cheered and clapped. Haha. Before the old man left, he smilingly pointed the middle finger and scolded some vulgarities.

After passing though the automatic clearance system, we have to have our bags checked. Sadly, I was caught with 2 packets of chewing gums. The custom officer was so happy (maybe he get commision for it) that he caught me and shouted some codeword to his partner. His partner then escort me to the office to take down my particulars and to throw away the gums.

We reach the Queens St interchange around 12 plus and went for supper before heading home. After washing up, I wrote a feedback letter to 707 regarding the lousy communication between them and the coach drivers. If I had not called them, I wondered if they know that the coach will be late. Till then, I still have not received a reply. Therefore 707 is now condemned.

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