Tuesday, June 05, 2012

Phase III COMPLETE!!   At large in Bhutan!!

So, after the angst and delay and high emotion of yesterday, I have finally arrived in Bhutan - and early impressions are GOOOOOOOD!!!!

Druk AirTastic
The flight on Druk Air was great - far from being the grimness that i'd imagined (think Cyprus Turkish Airlines), it was actually really nice.  The flight attendants looked very smart in their traditional Bhutanese silks, there was plenty of room for legs PLUS we got fed!  Twice!!  (making it my THIRD breakfast of the day - a new personal best for me).  The second meal service was of a mystery meat bun, so i somehow managed to resist (and having 4 breakfasts would have been a bit much, even for me).  I had a very entertaining Japanese (I think) seat companion who thought it was hilarious when i tasted the coffee and made a face, so i had to repeat same face whilst he took a picture of me!  A bit weird, but OK....  He was also desperate to see out of the window and take pictures (I can relate to that) so i obligingly craned forward in my seat whilst he snapped away for a few minutes - in the second leg of the flight, he moved seats so he could get a window and a view.  Or maybe he was scared by my Coffee Face.....


Unbeknownst to me, the flight wasn't direct but was actually via Bangledesh, so we had a pit stop at Dukka "International" airport after about an hour and a half.  I had a window seat (hard won!) so could appreciate the view unfolding beneath me.  Until we landed, I had no idea where Dukka was, but could tell that we were flying over somewhere that was very poor as there were bugger all roads and all the buildings had a very ramshackle air about them.  After a brief stop to refuel and for people to get on and off, we undertook our final 45min flight to Bhutan.  OMG.  After not seeing very much during the flight as we were waaaay above the clouds at a cruising altitude of 38,000 feet, suddenly we were flying over the Himalayas and the Southern Mountain Range with its jagged white peaks came into view.  And there, on the left, was the peak of Everest.  The highest point on Earth and i was flying past it - what a privilege and a complete thrill.



Paro-ic!
Continuing the theme, but coming into land at Paro airport was one of the most exhilarating experiences ever!!  Flying in the valley, alongside the mountain tops, it felt like we were using the mountains as sling shots, with the wing tips feeling as if they were only feet from the mountains.  Incredible.  And with the stunning vista of the valley unfurling beneath us, the patchwork of rice paddy fields and Bhutanese houses and temples dotting the hillsides was breathtakingly beautiful.




I can confirm that Paro International Airport is not like SFO and even less like Newark!  Beautiful architecture and painted building - a style that is uniform throughout the Kingdom.  Going through Immigration, fortunately the formalities went without a hitch but to close out on the Visa debacle, I then noticed that the exit date was also wrong and had me leaving a day early!!  So have to go to Thimphu tomorrow to get that sorted out - hopefully wont take much longer than a few minutes.  Bags arrived (yey) and finally out through into arrivals to meet my guide and for my holiday to begin in earnest.



My guide is a chap called Shadup (or Michael - I guess his "tourist" name) - a young guy who greeted me with a traditional white silk scarf.  He's 27, loves Manchester United and listens to Usher and dance music on the radio.  He seems a nice enough chap and his English is pretty good, but he's not massively descriptive when going round temples or seeing sights.   Its a bit of a shame as I really want to understand more of what i'm seeing but i can always read up on it after the fact and its far preferable than having a guide who wont shut up!!  It does feel a little bit as if i'm on the longest blind date in history but he does this for a living, so i'm sure any slight feelings of awkwardness are entirely on my part and will pass in a day or so.

The first order of business was to sort out my itinerary and figure out where we were going to drop the day i missed cos of being stuck in Bangkok.  We ended up dropping it from Bumthang, in the middle of the trip, to preserve my full 3 days in the Tashi Taj.  Am fine with that - making the best of what happened.  Then it was on to my hotel in Paro - the absolutely phenomenal Uma Resort.

Uma-licious
I've been so focused on the Tashi Taj that the Uma resort had flown under my radar screen, so i was completely blown away by how beautiful, stylish, calming and relaxing it was.  Plus it smelled so gooood!!!  There were aromatherapy burners everywhere and the oils were amazing - definitely need to get some of those for home.  The general manager was a chap called Amber, from Calcutta, and he was a lovely guy who took me for a tour of the premises.  There are only 20 rooms and 7 villas, so i felt part of an elite band of pampered travelers and its certainly one of the highest end places I've ever stayed in, so a thoroughly fitting antidote to the stresses of yesterday.  After checking in and dropping my stuff off in my room, it was time for lunch.  OMG.  The view of Paro Valley from the dining room was sublime and completely blew me away - i could sit and stare at that view for hours.  But there was some good eating to be done, so Amber recommended I have this yummy salad and a pizza.  Not really what i'd envisaged trying as my first meal in Bhutan but it was delicious, though very heavy, so it was a good pick.

After lunch, met up with Michael at 2pm to start sight seeing.  On the hit list for this afternoon:
Ta Dzong, Kyichu Lhakhang and Paro Dzong.  Here's what my itinerary says about them:

Kyichu Lhakhang

The Jowo Temple of Kyichu is one of the oldest temples in Bhutan. The temple was built by the Tibetan King Songsten Gampo in the 7th Century AD. The Kyichu Lhakhang was one of the 108 temples constructed by him to subdue a demon that was terrorizing the people of the Himalayas. The temple is believed to have been visited by the Guru Rinpoche in the 8th Century during his visit to the Paro Valley. Other important personalities to have visited the temple in antiquity include Lam Kha Nga and the Phajo Dugom Zhigpo. The Lhakahng underwent many extensions during the ages with the last one being carried out in 1965 by the Queen Mother Ashi Kezang Choden Wangchuck. She added another new structure to the temple called the Guru Lhakahng. As one of the oldest Lhakahangs, it houses many important relics. One of the most important  relics of the temple is a 7th century statue of Jowo Sakyamuni which is believed to have cast at the same time as it famous counterpart in Lhasa Tibet.  There are 2 orange trees located in the courtyard of the temple; there is a belief amongst the locals that these orange trees bear fruit all year long.  This site is one of the most sacred holy sites is all of Bhutan, and our companies travel consultants recommend every traveller to visit this sacred temple.


Rimpung Dzhong

The Paro Dzhong is probably Bhutan's best known and most iconic Dzhong. This is probably the first building you will notice when you land at Paro International Airport and will probably be your first memory of Bhutan. The imposing Dzhong is perhaps the finest example of Dzhong architecture existing the world today, the massive buttered walls of the fortress dominates over the valley. The Rinpung Dzhong's names translates to the "Fortress on a heap of Jewels ".





The fortress was constructed in 1644 by Shabdrung Ngawang Namgyal on the foundations of an ancient monastery. The fort played a crucial role in the history of the Paro valley as the Dzhong helped keep the marauding Tibetans away from the Paro valley.  The Dzhong was hit by an earthquake in 1897 but survived unharmed, but a fire in 1907 ended up causing severe damage to the Dzhong.
The Dzhong is built on a steep hill along the banks of the Paro Chu River. The front part of the Dzhong is home to the District administration while the other courtyard towards the rare houses the district monk body.
The approach toward the Dzong is through a traditional covered bridge called the Nemi Zam. A paved stone path runs alongside the imposing outer walls of the structure. The valley's annual springtime religious festival called the Paro Tsechu is organized each year in the courtyard of the dzong and is attended by tourists from all over the world.


Ta Dzong (National Museum)
The National Museum of Bhutan is housed inside the six storied circular Ta Dzhong. The Ta Dzhong is a medieval watch tower situated above the Rimpung Dzhong. The Ta Dzhong was constructed in 1656 with a purpose to give advance warning to the Paro Dzong in case of an approaching army, in fact the word Ta means 'to see' in Dzhongkha. The future first king was imprisoned here for a brief period in 1872. In 1968 the Ta Dzhong was converted into the National Museum of Bhutan. The Museum houses a priceless collection of textile, costumes, paintings, appliqué, wooden handicrafts, weapons, armour and jewellery. There is a small section dedicated to the natural history of Bhutan. There is a small chapel on the top of the building with icons representing Himalayan Buddhist traditions.

It was a fantastic afternoon, full of jaw-dropping beauty and incomparable sights.  And I pretty much had the whole place to myself!!  I saw a couple other tourists here or there, but most of the time it was just me.  I didnt feel as out of place as i did in Vietnam or Cambodia - pretty much nobody paid me any attention, so i think they must be very used to tourists and not really treat them as unusual or as an object of curiosity - which is fine by me!   Also, I think it helps that all of their signs are in English (English is the second language), so - even though I know i'm in a foreign place - there are enough points of familiarity to make it seem accessible and less intimidating.

I didnt expect to be able to go inside the temple with the monks at prayer, but inside we went and they were at their afternoon prayers.  It wasn't quite what i was expecting - there was lots of giggling and shuffling about and chatting (gossiping?! - is that allowed when you're a monk!!) - not at all the solemn studious atmosphere i was anticipating!!

I also learnt the dress code for visiting temples: either a collared shirt or at least half sleeves.  You need one or the other.  I had a hybrid of neither, so ended up touring the temple with my black waterproof jacket over my nice pink long dress.   Uber stylish, baby!

After getting my fill of the sights, it was time to come back to the hotel - where I pretty much crashed out!  I went for a quick wander round to explore, sit in all the cute little courtyards and groovy places and edit my photos.  I ended up stretched out on one of the loungers by the pool - one of the staff brought me a ginger tea (uber-spicy) and where afterwards I promptly fell asleep!!  Despite the offer of a freebie glass of champagne from Amber, I simply didnt have the energy to drag myself off to the dining room, so I decided to be completely decadent and order room service instead.  Again, the food was amazing - I had a bit of a sampler, so tried some Chickpea fritters, some Dumplings and a local salad followed by the best EVER banana and walnut ice cream sandwich.  Ridiculously tasty.

And then I promptly passed out for 10hrs of glorious sleep.  Good night, Bhutan - Day One and you've been awesome.

Monday, June 04, 2012

Phase III of Operation Birthday GlobeTrot Back on Track!!

Absolutely delighted to report the (so-far) smooth resumption of normal service and am now finally sitting at the gate for Druk Air, waiting to board my flight in about half an hour.   Had an over-priced and underwhelming breakfast at the hotel i will be happy to charge the travel agent for (with the floppiest toast i've ever seen), did a quick spot of blogging before finishing up my packing and heading off to the airport.

No problems with checking in today, although i had to pay a change fee for my ticket and for extra baggage weight.  They only accepted cash but - cos today was today and not yesterday - my ATM card worked fine this time and got my cash without any problems.   So paid my extra and also reflected on the fact that i appeared to be the only passenger checking in who didnt have an enormous digital TV as a travel companion.  Wondered if traveling with an oversized item of digital paraphenalia was another condition of a Bhutan visa, but i seemed to have slipped through the net with that one, so on i went through passport control and security.

Now THIS was more like it.  Lots of bright, shiny shops with bright, shiny lights and pretty things to look at.  Eschewing materialism for gluttony, however, i headed for the food court and treated myself to a bowl of pork ramen noodles to make up for the crappy breakfast just in case the catering in Economy for Druk Air isnt the lavish feast I've gotten used to with United's delicious Tapas snackboxes.   So, will a full tummy and a significantly lighter heart than yesterday, let my holiday begin!!!
Phase Two of Operation Birthday GlobeTrot Complete - Phase Three, Not So Much.....

Buggery bollocks.  

Well, it was all going very well.  My flight from Narita to Bangkok was fab and i even managed to get some sleep, courtesy of Mr.Ambien (though i mistimed it a bit and for some reason took it before take-off thinking i would just sleep and miss dinner - then realized, amazingly, i was a bit hungry so then had to fight to stay awake and not faceplant into my beef shortribs).  Anyhoo, I get to Bangers, breeze through immigration with no line, collect both my suitcases which made it (huzzah) and mosy from Arrivals into Departures, where i have about 6hrs to wait before checking in for my Bhutan flight.

There's not a whole lot to do in Bangkok airport at 2am in the morning, but I did find the strip of food places (including a Starbucks) PLUS a place where you could get a foot, shoulder and hand massage.  It was lots of comfy seats in a quiet darkened room that you could stretch out on (lots of people were obviously completely sparko), so it was the perfect place to camp out for a bit and pass the time.  Even at inflated airport prices, for a pretty bloody good 2hr massage, it was only $28!  Bargain!  So i blissed out for a bit, then headed to the food court to enjoy some green tea noodles and duck and a bowl of wonton soup, until FINALLY it was time to go to the check-in counter for Druk Air and initiate the Final Phase of my TransGlobal Adventure.

And that's where the wheels promptly fell off my Party Bus.

I spent most of yesterday raging about what happened (I did not take it well) so i'll keep it pretty brief now, cos i dont want to get all pissed off again.  Basically the travel agency who booked my whole tour (itinerary, air tickets, visa, road permit) from soup to nuts managed somehow to neglect one rather important detail.  Check the date on the Visa that allows you entry to the country actually matches the date on your flight ticket.  Trying to fly to Bhutan on the 4th of June when the Visa allows you entry from the 5th of June is not a winning combination.  Pretty basic detail you'd think they would have got right, yes?

Anyway, i'm sure you can imagine this did not go down well with me.  There was absolutely nothing i could do about it and there was nothing the airline could do about it, so i found myself completely and utterly stuck.  I was absolutely devastated - having to spend the day in Bangkok was bad enough (I'm not a fan of the city) but it was missing out a whole day of my trip in Bhutan that i was more upset about.  I've been looking forward to every single little bit of that trip for so many months now, that missing out on any of it heart-breaking.  My angst (and anger) was made worse by the fact that i wasnt able to get through to the f*ckwit travel agent who'd made all the arrangements - i kept trying the phone numbers on the email and travel website and kept getting the message that the number was incorrect.  by this stage, i was starting to wonder if the travel agent was actually real or not, or whether i'd been duped in a big scam and that Yetis and Dragons Travel Agency was actually some spotty youth wunderkind master criminal, sitting in his parent's garage basement, mercilessly defrauding hapless would-be travelers out of their hard-earned cash.

But no.  Fortunately that wasnt the case and i finally got through to the travel agency via the US number they'd listed on their website (go figure), so i expressed my extreme displeasure at the state of affairs.  He was very apologetic, said they'd cover all my expenses for my unintended stay in Bangkok and that everything would be sorted out.  So i rebooked my flight for tomorrow and then tried to make the best of a bad job for the rest of the day.

I ended up staying at the Novotel at the airport, so checked in, had a couple hours sleep, then got up intending to take an afternoon cruise on a Rice Barge which left the River City Pier at 2pm for a couple hours sailing.   I still hadnt been able to call Mum and tell her what had happened and get a little pep talk, and no one in the hotel seemed to have the faintest idea as to what telephone codes i needed to use to be able to dial out.  How is that possible???  Also, i needed to call the bank too as I'd just tried to get some cash out of an ATM with my debit card and that wasnt working (something else to add to the stress quotient).  The automated HSBC debit and credit card systems are enough to instantly piss you off on a normal day, so to have to deal with that (after taking a good 40mins to figure out the correct dialing number) when jetlagged, upset and generally really annoyed, did nothing to improve my mood AT ALL.

However, determined to push on and try and make lemonade, I took a cab from the hotel to the city - and immediately got into an argument with the cab driver over the fare.  The hotel said it would be about 300 Baht on the meter - the cabbie didnt put the meter on at first, so when i asked him to, he said it was 500 flat rate.  I protested and said that was too expensive and why wasnt the meter on - to which he started going into this whole spiel about how i could have the meter on but then the roads werent included or i could pay the flat rate and they were or something like that.  My choice, it's up to you he said - what do you want to do?  Well, I dont bloody know, do i???  I'm just here for today and all i want is a very simple, stress-free cab ride into town for this cruise I feel almost obliged to do, so that I could look back and say "I made the best of a bad job - see?  I took a cruise to explore!"  But no.  Not with the kinda day i was having.  Not knowing if we were going to hit traffic and then i'd be sitting staring at the meter ticking ever upwards, i went with the flat rate.  I was simply too exhausted, jet lagged, sleep deprived and beaten down to care by that stage.

So, we got to the place where I could buy my ticket for the River Cruise - I think the cabbie felt sorry for me by this stage, so he led the way to the ticket place.  Which existed.  But the cruise I'd seen advertised didn't.  That ticket desk was only offering Evening Dinner Cruises With Local Entertainment which I would have to had to have been almost near death to have considered.  By this stage i'm thinking the non-existant Gods have really got it in for me, so i go for a different kind of spiritual counsel, and go have a Watermelon Vodka cocktail, sitting outside on a terrace overlooking the river.  I begin to start to unwind and think what i could do to turn the day around.  Naturally, my thoughts turn to shopping (I've already done all the temples, Palaces, enormous Buddhas etc on one of my previous visits and i'm waaaay too knackered to schlep round these places again, in the heat and humidity).  I remember this fantastic shopping centre i went to before, so get the address from the waitress and head over to the taxi rank to grab a cab over there.  Apparently it should cost about 30 Baht, but when i ask the guy to take me there, he says "how much you want to pay?".  Errr... several answers pop into my mind.  One was "Nothing.  Take me for free, you f*ckwit".  Another was "Here - here's my wallet.  Why dont you just open it and help yourself, while i just sit over here and watch".   The others had too many expletives that were so imaginative, i probably couldnt even spell them.  Instead, i opted for the rather more moderated response of "Well, you tell me!".   Which he did.  And quoted me 300 baht.   Really?  REALLY?  I said that was too expensive and i'd been told 30 baht - he kinda laughed and then said "30 baht and I take you to one stop to a tailor store or a jewelery store".  Err...thanks, but no thanks.  I really dont need to go to your mate's tailor shop and suffer through a hard sell, just cos I want to take a frigging taxi to a shopping mall.  That pretty much the last straw, so I just walked away in disgust. Come on, Bangkok - is it REALLY that hard to get a taxi and just pay what i should pay, without absolutely everyone trying to rip me off?   Or is that against some local by-law that i should be aware of?  On a normal day, it would be totally "whatever" but today, i'd just had enough.

So i gave that idea up for a bit and decided to just give up altogether for a bit, and go and have some food.  So found myself back sitting outside along the river, on a different terrace, having spring rolls and a green pork curry and 2 glasses of chilled white wine (intolerance be damned today).  And that's where the little bright spark in my shit-fest of a day happened - there was a retired Aussie chap having lunch a table over from me, so we ended up chatting for a bit and i explained what had happened.  He was very sympathetic but kinda echoed the sentiment of "well, you're here now so make the best of it" - i didnt really feel in the mood to talk, but was practicing talking without bursting into tears, so it was good for me.  He finishes up, gets his cheque and we say good bye - i then get my cheque, to find he'd already picked up the tab for me.  This complete random stranger did a lovely thing and bought my lunch as a random act of kindness.  I called out after him to say thank you and he waved at my over his shoulder as he walked out of my line of vision (enjoying, as he should, the feeling of having done something very nice for no reason) - but then had to come back as i think he'd forgotten something!  Kinda spoiled the dramatic exit, i think, but it did give me the chance to shake his hand and thank him face to face.

And with that, I gave up trying to make anything of the day other than it was.  An unfortunate episode in the beginning of what should still be a trip of a lifetime.  I called the same cabbie who brought me in to take me back (at least i was getting fleeced by a face i knew) and simply headed back to the hotel.  I managed to get online and as a very last act, installed Skype on my mac to see if that would work to call Mum - and it did!!  So, we talked (well, i mainly raged) for a good 45 mins before I'd completely exhausted myself, called it a day and went to bed.

So now, Phase III Take Two.  Am heading off to the airport in a few minutes - lets just start this again, Bhutan, shall we?

Sunday, June 03, 2012

Phase One of Operation Birthday GlobeTrot Complete.....
One leg down, two to go.  Am writing this sitting in the United Airlines lounge here at Tokyo's Narita airport, drinking sake and listening to the Bee Gees, mildly curious how much its costing to update my Facebook status on my Blackberry.  Am having a bloody lovely time so far, enjoying every single minute and seemingly eating everything that comes into visual range.

After an early morning start (awake at 4.30am, courtesy of East Coast jetlag), it was FINALLY time to jump in a cab and head off to the airport.  And YEY for business class, not working, drinking champagne and watching back to back movies for 10hrs!!!  After having endured economy for the last 3yrs, its hard to believe i used to travel like this all the time when i worked for Pfizer!  So the United biz lounge at SFO was no great shakes, so I ambled round the concourse instead and succumbed to a new pair of Gucci sunnies.  Then it was time to swan onto the plane for my 10hr ride to Tokyo - with my swanky-pants biz class ticket, i finally made the elusive Boarding Group 1.  BOOOYAH!   I chose to sit on the upper deck and had a window seat so that I could see at least a little bit of Japan when coming in for landing.  Note to self, though - don't crack open the window shade mid-flight to have a look to see where you are.   You will get a retina full of sun for your troubles and thus be unable to see anything other than a window shade for the next 5 minutes.  *sigh*

So to make sure i got my full value for money, i think i ate pretty much everything on offer (i can only imagine the state my poor little IgE antibodies are in right now).  The food was OK (Mum - you'll be pleased to know that Turkish Airlines food is MUCH better) - shrimp hor d'oeuvres and salad thing, bread, then chicken and rice, cheese plate and cheesecake - all washed down with lots of champagne, wine, port and coffee.  Then time for a quick nap (flat bed!!  FLAT BED!!!) before a mid flight snack then breakfast of cereal, croissants and tea.  With that little lot of refined carbs on board, its no wonder i'm sitting here in a quiet corner of the lounge farting my head off.

Anyway, its a four and a half hour stopover here in Narita.  I had a quick wander round the shops and there's some lovely stuff in there that i'll have to do some damage on, on my return trip.  Sitting in the lounge, i'm starting to feel a little bit tired and spacey (though that could be from self-inflicted biogas poisoning) and i've exhausted the particular food and drink options in the lounge, so its obviously time to be on the move again soon.  My next flight is from Tokyo to Bangkok and this one is just under 6hrs.  I get into Bangkok just before midnight and my flight to Bhutan leaves at 6am the next morning.  I dont have a hotel room booked as it didnt really seem worth it for just a couple of hours but i'm wondering if it might not be a bad idea, so i can at least get a shower, if not any sleep.  A couple hundred bucks for a shower is quite steep, though, so i'll probably just suck it up and loiter by the Druk Air check-in desk for a few hours and see if i can talk them into giving me an upgrade cos its my 40th birthday....

Saturday, June 02, 2012

AND WE'RE OFF!!!!
Its finally here!!!!
Bhutan here i come!!!!!!

Friday, June 01, 2012


Cross Country Country
So on the flight home to SF (still love being able to say that), I finally discovered what I do on planes when I'm not working.  Apparently, my at-leisure modus operandi is to listen non-stop to Country music.   There it is.  I said it.  I finally came out as a fan of Country and Western music.  I blame the "Country Boy Meets Country Girl" tape cassette that Mum bought me as my first ever album when I was growing up.  I've obviously been irreversibly patterned at an irretrievably early age (it probably also explains why I'm a hopeless romantic always destined to be unlucky in love – my dating history sounds like a Dolly Parton track).   Anyway, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em I say, so – as my 40th birthday year approaches – I've decided on my first of (probably) many resolutions – before my 41st birthday, I will record my first album and it'll be a country music album.  I've been meaning to do it for ages, so this is the year to make it happen!

OK. You can all stop laughing now.

No.  Seriously.  Miranda Lambert – watch out!!  I'm a'comin' to git ya!
Sarah Holloway has Left the Building....
Whooo-hooo!!!  School's out for Summer!!!  So FINALLY after the longest slog to the finish line, i am done.  Last bit of market research and work with the client completed by 10am.   Work email shut off by 10.01am.  Now in the airport, fully stocked up with crap gossip magazines to keep me entertained through the flight and looking forward to NOT WORKING!!!  Gotta quickly pop into the office when i get to SF to do some adminny type stuff, but then its time to fully unplug, feverishly wash, launder and pack and then GO TO BHUTAN TOMORROW!!!

Thursday, May 31, 2012

One pitch down, one more morning to go....
Its been a whirlwind few weeks (months actually) and its almost done.  Had our huge pitch this morning here in Chicago.  Pitching is like dating.  You think you've done great, you had really great conversations and the chemistry felt really good - but then its all about waiting to hear.  And the post-date self-analysis that starts to creep in.  Did they really like us (me)?  Did i answer that question well enough?  WHY, OH WHY, HAVENT THEY CALLED YET??

OK, OK - we only finished the pitch about 6hrs ago, but even still.  Call us, already and just give us the damn business.

So, with only time to pause for a quick celebratory Express G&T with my fellow pitch survivors, it was into the Lincoln Town Car for what turned out to be an absolutely tortuously slow car ride to downtown Chicago.  Although the client was only 40miles away from the market research facility, heavy rain, construction, accidents and diversion all conspired to turn what was a 40min ride from the airport on Tues to a nearly 3hr endurance marathon.  I finally got to the research facility at around 6.30pm (better late than never, right?) and enjoyed the singular pleasure that only market research can offer, of sitting in a dark room, trying simultaneously to maintain interest in the 20th person's answer to the exact same question whilst avoiding the siren lure of M&Ms and avoid ordering a slab of Godiva cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory to give me something to live for.

So thats it for today.  Only kicker was my room having been cancelled at my hotel due to a technical hiccup, at the start of one of the busiest conferences in the known universe (think Bethlehem, inn, straw, manger) - fortunately for me, divine intervention came in the shape of Ben, the hunky hotel manager who managed to somehow squeeze me into a room in a fully booked hotel and thus save me from having to go back to the research facility and kip on the sofa.  Hallejulah.  Numbers were also duly exchanged and drinks bought and promised, so it might end well yet.  So, now am in the bar enjoying a VERY WELL DESERVED gin and tonic (seeing as i am apparently severely intolerant to wine - grrr) and reflecting on what has been a crazy assed day.

Tomorrow, we start at 7.45am (huzzah!) and there is just 3hrs of work between me and my once-in-a-lifetime vacation to Bhutan and 2 weeks of counting 40 years worth of blessings.  I havent had any time  to really think about my holiday, so i'm sure its going to come as a bit of a surprise to find myself on a plane, on Saturday, bound for a location other than New York and not having to work throughout the flight.  I.  Can't.  Wait.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Since last time.....
Crikey, its been busy!  I keep meaning to update this on a more regular basis, but it turns out to be a sporadic dump of whatever I can remember I've been up to the last few preceding months, rather than an uber-exciting page-turner minute by minute account of the minutiae of my life.

Which is probably a good thing.

Flying the Gastronomic Flag back in Blighty
So, to report - I have been doing a STACK LOAD of traveling over the last month or so, with much more to come in the next 6 weeks!!  The biggest news recently is my surprise trip home to see the folks, piggy-backing off of a pitch in London which I'd been asked to cover at the last minute.  The pitch itself was pretty intense but i'm happy with the effort we put in (despite the fact we didn't win *sigh*).  It was also a lot of fun to be back in the UK for a few days - it was the longest i've been back "home" for at least 5years.  I managed to fit in a long overdue trip to Marks and Sparks and spent a blissfully contented 4hrs in there, shopping away, refreshing my wardrobe, stocking up on pants (as you do) and enjoying my first cream tea in 5yrs.  Scone, jam, clotted cream and properly hot cup of tea.  Bloody lovely.  I also did pretty well on the rest of the gastronomic front whilst I was there and managed to pack in quite a few Brit food favourites - full English brekkie (no beans, though - it was a posh one), fish and chips, a phenomenal bacon buttie so delicious that - for just a few glorious moments - you forgot just how carcinogenic bacon is, plus some kick-ass chips and garlic aioli.  All extremely healthy, of course (calories don't count when you are abroad) and then supplemented, for good measure, with a KitKat and a cup of tea on the train to Stansted Airport.  I did feel a little sorry for my slacker tracker trying to keep up with that lot.

Cyprus craziness!!!
After London, onto the main event - my Quadruple-Whammy "yey i got them all this time" Surprise Flash Mob trip home.  Took a cab straight after the pitch to Liverpool Street, then hopped on the Stansted Express for my red-eye flight from Stansted to Ercan.  Was the last flight out of the airport and was a fairly motley crew!

So i got Dad first.  I'd taken a taxi from the airport so that NO-ONE KNEW!!!  It was completely brilliant.  I got to Villa Ten Ten around 8am, got the taxi man to drop me off round the side of the villa, hid my cases, then simply trotted round to the front door, as if i just happened to be passing!  Was perfect timing cos Dad was just coming out of Ten Ten and walking across to JT and Mally's, so I just shouted out "Oi!  What do you have to do to get a cup of tea around here?".   Dad turned round and the look on his face was absolutely priceless.  He was completely gobsmacked, as were JT and Mally!  I mean - who would have expected me to just show up out of the blue at 8am on a Thursday morning?!  Hee hee!!!

So then it was time to get Louise.  She was actually out with Eren, having just dropped Thomas off to school.  Dad phoned her up to find out what time she was coming back and to try and get her back earlier, but she sniffed a rat so Dad gave up that strategy pretty quickly.  Instead, we went and sat round the back of JTs for a cup of tea and chatted, and i filled them in on my intense (and interesting!) week in London for the pitch.   Then, after about an hour, Louise arrived back home, so i waited til she was inside Ten Ten 2 (everyone else was distracting Eren so he wouldnt spot me and blow my cover) and then scuttled over (in my heels, trying not to make too much noise) and plonked myself down in a chair in the kitchen.  Just sitting, waiting casually like i'd just dropped by.  OMG.  Louise's reaction was even better than Dad's.  First a look of complete incomprehension, followed by her going out of the room (she said she thought she'd lost the plot and was hallucinating!) and coming back in for a second look, before finally it dawning that it really was me, just sitting there in her kitchen, demanding tea!  Her reaction and the look on her face will (and has) keep me smiling for a long time to come.  So there was lots of squealing and hugging, Eren actually recognized me and said "Its Sarah!" which thrilled me no end, followed by more tea.

And then it was time for Mumsie.  Loopy and Eren drove us round to Mum's and she parked up in the usual place, by the kitchen.  I'd snuck out of the car a few yards earlier, so as Louise was keeping Mum occupied in the kitchen, i did a pincer movement (again, in heels, trying to be quiet) around the back to come in via the lounge.  Again, as Mum was in the kitchen making coffee, I quietly slipped in and then just appeared, so that when Mum turned round from the kettle - BAM!!!  There i was!!   Similar reaction to Louise in terms of complete incomprehension at first - then shock (Mum dropped the sachet of cappuchino mix she was about to use - just like you see in films!) before complete delight and more hugging and WTF'ing!!  And, of course, more tea followed by pressies.  I had managed to bring out most of the stuff had had to leave behind in Feb, plus some additional gifts (slacker tracker, computer, various food bits and bobs), so it felt like a mini-Christmas!!  So, we stayed round at Mum's for a bit, before heading back to Ten-Ten and then out and about to make the most of my short time home.

Finally, Thomas was the last victim to be Sarah'ed.  He was in the kitchen having just come home from school - i had left a big stack of pressies in the kitchen on the table for him, so - as he was noticing them  and saying "whats that?", i came round the corner and "Surprise!!".  SSTTPOI!!!  His reaction was immediate and incredibly touching - he cried out "Sarah!" and just flung his arms around me and gave me a huge hug.  I think he might have choked up a bit too.  So, the Quadruple Whammy was complete - well and truly mission accomplished!!

Saturday, April 14, 2012

New friends, awesome hikes!

 Me, Lori and Jamie on an afternoon's hike in Land's End.  Let the adventures begin!!
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Wednesday, March 07, 2012

It was good to be back, good to be going home
So am on the plane on my way back to SF, and its been a fun few days back in NYC. For the first time being back, since I moved West, I felt vaguely nostalgic about my time in NYC and kinda missed the familiarity of everything. Wandering around the office and my old neighbourhood, I know where the Sephora is. Where the drug stores are. Paragon Sports. All within a block or two of each other. I guess its inevitable, after so much change in such a short period of time, that a little familiarity feels comforting so i'm not freaking out about it, just observing it with interest. I know that that will come with SF and its already starting to - it will just take time. I really do think i have the best of both worlds in terms of being able to come back and enjoy NYC whilst living in one of the most spectacular cities in the US.

Work-wise, I definitely did miss, this time, being part of the bigger group - it was such a luxury to be able to spend a good couple of days with my colleagues, sharing ideas, knowledge, issues and complaints. It helped me with the sense of isolation i've been feeling recently - to be back and to feel valued again. I need to figure out how better to retain this back in SF and to use my colleagues more effectively as the support network i need. It was obviously less of an issue in NYC - just seeing folk to talk to makes you feel less isolated. I do miss the camaraderie. BUT with my election to the Board of Directors of the SF Chapter of the HBA (whoo-hoo), maybe this will help feel that need too.

Sunday, March 04, 2012

Frankly, a little disappointing
So, am back in NYC for a work mtg (3 days of strategery) so came straight in from the airport, dumped stuff, got changed and headed back out to meet the posse for dinner and drinks at the long-awaited WD-50. Ironic that it was somewhere I kept meaning to go the whole time I lived in NYC, but never made it, but finally get to go on a visit back! So, met up with Lisa, Stephanie & Rachel (Komal was sick) and, whilst the company was great, the food, frankly, was a little disappointing. Here's the menu we dined from - between us, we tried a range of stuff but honestly, it was just OK. For the money, it was overrated. But we did get to meet Wylie Dufresne and have a look inside the kitchen but was it worth the $120 each for that? No. But, at least its now ticked off the NYC gastronomic bucket list. Have decided that, every time I'm back, i'm going to check off one restaurant or foodie place that I didnt make it too whilst living here in NYC, so I'm still glad I went. Not quite what the Weight Watchers points for a WD 50 meal are though.....

Sweet potato soup, scallop ravioli, kalamansi, hazlenut .... 18
Smoked cuttlefish, parsley root, fuji apple, parsley oil .... 19
Corned duck, rye crisp, purple mustard, horseradish cream .... 16
Eggs benedict .... 17
Cold fried chicken, buttermilk-ricotta, tabasco, caviar .... 20
Aerated foie, pickled beet, mashad plum, brioche .... 20
Peekytoe crab roll, salt ‘n vinegar chips, celery mayonnaise .... 18
Bay scallops, cauliflower, caper, preserved lemon .... 21


Mediterranean bass, artichoke, forbidden rice, white chocolate-green olive .... 34
Smoked char, bearnaise spaetzle, broccoli rabe, pork sausage .... 36
Skate, sunflower seed, sunchoke, giardiniera .... 36
Tilefish, manhattan clam chowder, oyster 'crackers' .... 36
Parsnip tart, quinoa, hazelnuts, bok choy .... 27
Duck breast, black sesame dumplings, red cabbage, parsnip consommé .... 33
Pork ribs, hush puppies, spaghetti squash, red-eye gravy .... 35
Lamb shoulder, pistachio ‘polenta,’ endive marmalade, spiced apricot .... 36
Wagyu chuck steak, black-eyed peas, fig, rutabaga .... 37
Dusting off and plugging in!

So, i thought it was about high time I dusted this old blog off again and started capturing my adventures since my move to San Francisco. After literally years of effort and persistence with no luck, things just fell into place in the easiest possible fashion when I was offered the chance to transfer with Sudler back in August out to our West Coast office. Talk about providence! So, of course, I leapt at the chance and so moved out here last August. Since then, its been a whirlwind of moving, buying, settling in and resettling in, but now i'm in my fantastic place in King Street and I'm not going anywhere anytime soon, so its now time to start chronicling my adventures again!!

As a very condensed potted recap of some of the stuff I've been up to so far:
Lived in One Hawthorne for a month in corporate housing
Rented 3 months Noe Valley in Daniela's old house
Bought my place on King Street
Joined Urban diversion, a local social club
Ski-share in Tahoe (to date, only been once so far!) and bought first ever set of skis, boots and poles
Camping in Costa Noa
Murder mystery dinner party
House cooling party in Noe
Joined Costco
Bought a car!! A Chevy Equinox
Trampolining at House of Air
Dinosaur date night at Academy of Sciences Museum with dino burlesque!
Maharaja exhibit at Asian Art museum
Sunset sail under Golden gate bridge
Ghiradelli chocolate festival (cop's number!)
BBQ cooking class one summer Sunday, where all the dudes hang out
Singing lesson at Blue Bear School of Music
Multiple bad and not-so-bad dates
Helicopter ride under and over Golden Gate bridge with Thomas
Segway ride through town
Duck Tour where got to steer the boat out in the bay near AT&T Park
Team building baseball game
Ross with Mum
Jeremy's with Ashley
Talk on particle physics at the Jewish museum
Houdini exhibit

Am sure there is stuff i've forgotten but am going to start keeping better track now, especially with some fun travel coming up!! Next trip is to Joshua Tree next month, then a food truck tour in Portland and THEN my once-in-a-lifetime amazing luxury trip to Bhutan for 2 weeks for my 40th birthday. Its going to be absolutely spectacular and I can't wait!!!


Sunday, June 12, 2011

39 and feeling fine!!

Birthday yesterday - the last one before the Big One. Fortunately mid-life crisis averted by the decision to accept the offer to move with Sudler & Hennessey to San Francisco!!  When I go is up to me, but I'm thinking to move out around end of July - so about 6 weeks to get everything sorted out!! Fortunately Mum and Thomsk are coming out in a couple of weeks, so they will be here to help me with the move to! So, lots to do and to think about - its gonna be exciting!!