Sunday, June 10, 2012

Sri Lanka ... after 7 years or so ...


Today is flying day again ... and I woke up watching Eye Sag in bed and wished I could go back to sleep ... hahaha ... there are days like this ... but at least for once there is no drama. I got up on time, taxi came on time and it was clean. Nice feeling

On the gay side ... isn't it weird that people are saying Eye Sag is generally hot but from day one until now ... I do not think he is good looking ... physically ... or face ... or voice ... lucky for me, right?
The only downer is my right arm. Painful like a bitch!

However, the airport is a salvation. So many young, skinny hotties in uniform. I wished I had a chance to take photo but I dare not any more these days. The face is nothing to shout at. Just the tall slim body with the bubble butt! So many of them. The best is the 3 handling the final gate to the plane. 2 was on duty and 1 came to replace them and all three have this lovely physique that I so favor
And the best part is after we are all inside, the new guard was busy adjusting his pants/ grooming. He was re-tucking in his shirt, shifting his belt and reaching behind to tug at the seat of his trousers ... readjusting his brief/ boxers obviously! He should have asked me to do it for him, eh? Hehehe

And then when I arrived? Same shit. The skinny hot young Sri Lankans are wielding guns in the airport. The older ones are the abusive ones - sigh!
Just like at the Immigration ... not many people ... an elderly lady asked me to approach her counter ... and she said I needed to get a visa ... I said I purchased online and she asked to see and I showed her ... next she claimed it wasn't activated! I was annoyed. She asked me to go see the Chief Immigration Officer in his office but he was not there. I had to go another office and the guy said to wait as the Chief went to breakfast! Can you beat that?



When he came he gave me all sorts of shit and said I applied the wrong number. Hello! Malaysian passport is recognized without the alphabet. He said he will help me out. Then he passed me over to the assistant who asked me for a fee! Just fucking unbelievable!
And when I went out, the pick up was in a Taj car with Taj water. Talk about standards. I had to confirm our destination as I was concerned since this is Sri Lanka

Finally at the resort, I had a welcoming period from the GM Steve who turned out to be ex-Constance. We caught up on news, had lunch, had tea and I went to my gigantic room to rest. It was lovely. I even enjoyed the in-room jacuzzi


Then Sri Lanka intruded yet again. I booked for a body scrub and to my utter horror ... the phone started buzzing and my therapist cut short and told me to rest then shower ... and he stepped into the shower area and started chatting away until I got bored. As I went in, he walked out still talking away on the phone. And finally he handed me the shower materials while continuing to chat on the phone!

When I was done, he put down the phone and offered to do the lotion but his phone started buzzing and he said we are done. Worst part, my 50min plus resting time became a total of 38 minutes and they charged me full price! Horrible experience! And he was hoping for tips as he followed me out!


Dinner was magnificent with Steve and his Mauritian wife. Turns out she had a kid already with someone else before he tied the knot recently with her. Snap! Hahahahahaha!

About the only local cutie in the hotel is the man at the bar. Sigh!

O ya memories of Maldives intruded when I tested room service ... chicken n chips ... came like the little coffee shops in Male ... slab of chicken and a fistful of chips ... chucked onto a plate with a dish of ketchup and that's it! RM40++? I think not

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