Marriage Proposals and Engagements!
Apologies that I have not been blogging for a while. Work has been consuming most waking hours and some hours usually earmarked for sleeping. As you may have gathered from earlier posts my brother was here for a few weeks. As my brother left my boss arrived with a large contingent of important people, important people who needed status presentations, travel companions for the various locations; you know things that generally require time and effort. Happy to say though the visit went off splendidly (apart from some exhaustion on my side).
Finally I packed off the important people on plane on November 16th. On November 18th (Saturday) the plan was to fly to Singapore. I had arranged to meet up with my friend IK who was there for a few days with her family. The original plan was that I would fly on Friday but all the flights were full so I booked Saturday. Given the busy sleep deprived few weeks preceding the trip, I was very tired so decided to pack in the morning (the flight was at 8.10). All went well, the alarm went off at 5.30, the driver arrived at 6.50 (a little late, original plan was 6.30). However the original plan was that I shower and pack between 5.30 and 6.30 but it ended up that I fell back asleep and only woke when my driver called the bell. No time for shower; scarcely time to pack. I finally left my place at 7.10 – the airport is a good 20km away. I arrived at the airport at 7.40, not very optimistic about getting my flight. Yes, the Jet airways flight to Singapore was boarding, the check-in counter was abandoned. Then I saw somebody from Jet airways. She asked me to wait a minute. I launched into a long speel*– I know I’m really late but please check me in and let me try to catch it. Amazingly they checked me in, I ran to the front of the passport checking line where a lovely German man allowed me to crash the queue. There was no line at security and at 7.55 I was at the gate. I wasn’t even the last one on the plane. Amazing, and given my experiences at Delhi airport I would have said unbelievable. Jet airways – why can’t the other service providers in India be more like you? It would make the country a much better place
I arrived Saturday evening to Singapore, met up with IK. It was really lovely to see her and catch up. We went on a bus tour to see the Christmas light-up ‘Christmas in the tropics”. The lights were nice but the warm weather seemed wrong. And wow was Singapore warm – over 30C and very humid – and this is their winter!! Summer must be unbearable. On Sunday we went to Sentosa – Singapore’s tropical island paradise (or so the tourist brochure says – for me it was tropical forest with many shops and services to take your money, but at least it was well organized). Also we took a cable car over the the island – it was well cool to go over the sea on a cable car.
On Monday, I had planned to see some more of Singapore but instead spent the entire day in retail therapy. I don’t think I have ever spent so much money in marks and Spensers (M&S). M&S is what I usually call a mother’s shop. They sell good quality, reasonably priced, comfortable clothes. I do have a lot of clothes from M&S but it would never be my first port of call for clothes shopping. Food shopping is another matter as the milk chocolate swiss mountain bar and white chocolate covered dried fruits are divine. In any case, I was excited to see a regular shop where goods were priced and had clothes that fitted me and where a size 14 is a size 14 and not a random number as seems to be the case in India. In addition to M&S there were other purchases in the luggage shop, Esprit and a few Christmas presents. I’m not really the sort of person to travel somewhere to go shopping but India is challenging for shopping (no marked prices, bargaining the norm and many people trying to rip you off because you’re not Indian – though the Indians tell me that they try to rip off Indians too but it’s just easier to rip off foreigners!!).
I bought two Christmas cakes at M&S in Singapore and on Wednesday brought them into work to share with my colleagues. I asked the administrative assistant to get plates and knives and to send a mail to the office (in the 5 minutes I managed to find between meetings). At 5.30 we went and cut the cake. There was much curiosity as to why I had brought cake – the administrative and said in her email Helen would explain why we were having cake. A reasonably innocent and innocuous comment I thought. However in the 45 minutes between email receipt and cake cutting my colleagues had concluded that I had gotten engaged over the weekend in Singapore!! They obviously think I have a lot more free time than I really have!! Christmas cake was a big hit and I had quite an interesting time telling some latecomers that no really I wasn’t engaged as they came up to congratulate me. It seems gossip spreads very fast in my office, if only work was done as quickly as rumors were spread, my life would be much easier.
Then on Thursday, I got an email from my friend L in Canada who just got engaged. It’s a surprise and not. L and J have been together for 7 years. For many years we kept waiting for an announcement and every Christmas we would speculate if this year would be the year. However nothing happened and gradually one stops asking. Congratulations – L and J – I’ve tried to call you a few times, hopefully we get to talk over the weekend.
*Irish slang for a long explanation/prepared speech
3 Comments:
I'd like to humbly submit that spiel may not have originated as Irish slang. Please forgive my intrusion. :)
This is L in Canada - I am very excited and honoured to be featured on "the" Blog :-) It was lovely to talk to you the other day. I am still basking in the glow of the engagement, just one week on. Looking forward to a catch up in person at Christmas.
L
Well, congratulations on dodging that engagement.
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