So i'm back.
Every day that goes past and i don't write down my thoughts, an ounce of guilt hovers over me. It's not like i have nothing to say. I just have been occupied with other things. And by the time i'm done with whatever i was doing, the desire to sit down and spew out my thoughts in a logical manner doesn't exactly excite me.
But i think i know what my problem is.
More times than often, i am unable to downsize my posts to just a meer paragraph.
I need to learn that Less is More.
Generally, i find the whole blogging process rather long. First, i'll just type whatever comes into my head. Then i'll read over it at least once before i dive into iPhoto and pick out the more relevant photos. Then i'm in Photoshop to resize them so they don't take forever to upload and if necessary, edit them. I'm only allowed to attach five photos at a time and so inserting the pictures to the relevant paragraphs takes time. And then finally, i read through the post one or several times before i publish it.
And because i can't be arsed sometimes, i somehow convince myself that i'll blog later.
Later soon turns to days.
Days often adds up to a week.
I still have to upload photos from the weekend before and of course write about last weekend. But i'll see if i can work backwards.
If you are one of my Twitter followers, you may remember last weekend i may have said something along the lines of me being pissed off at J because Friday was his 3rd night in a row that he was playing Battleships and World-of-fucking-Warcraft.
We had previously agreed that every other day he would not play any computer games. And on that day he doesn't play, we would call it, Girlfriend Day.
But all hell broke loose when i woke up on Saturday morning and i found him still gaming since the night before.
Apparently, he is currently ranked #100 out of 30,000 players but his mission is to be one day ranked #1. And in order for that to happen, he would need to play a lot more.
So in the event that should happen, i told him, there's no guarantee that i'll still be around then.
After a few hours of silence, J felt guilty that he was ignoring me and suggested we get the Wellnesstag Hama package that included a day at the sauna, a 5 Euro voucher to be used in the café and a 30 minute Turkish Hammam massage at Aqualand. We later found out the massage involved lying on a marble table, get sanded down with some kind of glove and later soaped down and massaged.
But the idea of lying naked and being hidden by a semi-see through barricade in a room full of strangers watching didn't quite appeal to us. So J and i traded it for a normal back massage each in a private room.
The entrance and sauna area featured massive crystals such as amethyst rocks and rose quartz. They say crystals are good for healing, so what better place for us to be at then at a sauna decorated with crystals.
One wasn't allowed to wear swimming gear in the Sauna World and it was the first time i've ever been to a place that didn't allow their customers to wear anything. However, we were allowed to keep our towels on.
All in all, there were 12 saunas, ranging from 55˚C all the way to 100˚C. Each one was themed and at certain times they had special scents. There were two fairly small swimming pools outside and a small café.
And for obvious reasons, cameras and phones weren't allowed in the area.
The next morning, J went out to get some fresh bread rolls and croissants for breakfast.
And of course he had to squeeze in a round of Battleships before we went cycling around the city.
On our way, we ended up having to pass through a tunnel which had a sign beside it. Apparently back in 1941 this was the entrance to the train station that deported over 11,000 Jews to the concentration camps.
And after cycling around for a few hours, we decided to ride back but just as we were about to cross one of the bridges, J was convinced that he could hear music.
In the distance we could see people gathering underneath the bridge on the opposite side from where we were at.
So i zoomed in on my camera and true enough there were people there. They had set up their DJ equipment and were playing electronic music.
We decided to check it out but not before stopping at a kiosk to buy a few beers.
It took us about 20 minutes to get to the bridge and by that time it was already 7:30pm. We later found out that it was a replacement event for an outdoor event that was cancelled. The weatherman had predicted rain, so they set up their equipment under the bridge.
It ended just before 10 pm and that's when we decided to head back - just in time for me to get some shuteye and for J to jump back into few more rounds of Battleships.
*Sigh*
Every day that goes past and i don't write down my thoughts, an ounce of guilt hovers over me. It's not like i have nothing to say. I just have been occupied with other things. And by the time i'm done with whatever i was doing, the desire to sit down and spew out my thoughts in a logical manner doesn't exactly excite me.
But i think i know what my problem is.
More times than often, i am unable to downsize my posts to just a meer paragraph.
I need to learn that Less is More.
Generally, i find the whole blogging process rather long. First, i'll just type whatever comes into my head. Then i'll read over it at least once before i dive into iPhoto and pick out the more relevant photos. Then i'm in Photoshop to resize them so they don't take forever to upload and if necessary, edit them. I'm only allowed to attach five photos at a time and so inserting the pictures to the relevant paragraphs takes time. And then finally, i read through the post one or several times before i publish it.
And because i can't be arsed sometimes, i somehow convince myself that i'll blog later.
Later soon turns to days.
Days often adds up to a week.
I still have to upload photos from the weekend before and of course write about last weekend. But i'll see if i can work backwards.
If you are one of my Twitter followers, you may remember last weekend i may have said something along the lines of me being pissed off at J because Friday was his 3rd night in a row that he was playing Battleships and World-of-fucking-Warcraft.
We had previously agreed that every other day he would not play any computer games. And on that day he doesn't play, we would call it, Girlfriend Day.
But all hell broke loose when i woke up on Saturday morning and i found him still gaming since the night before.
Apparently, he is currently ranked #100 out of 30,000 players but his mission is to be one day ranked #1. And in order for that to happen, he would need to play a lot more.
So in the event that should happen, i told him, there's no guarantee that i'll still be around then.
After a few hours of silence, J felt guilty that he was ignoring me and suggested we get the Wellnesstag Hama package that included a day at the sauna, a 5 Euro voucher to be used in the café and a 30 minute Turkish Hammam massage at Aqualand. We later found out the massage involved lying on a marble table, get sanded down with some kind of glove and later soaped down and massaged.
But the idea of lying naked and being hidden by a semi-see through barricade in a room full of strangers watching didn't quite appeal to us. So J and i traded it for a normal back massage each in a private room.
The entrance and sauna area featured massive crystals such as amethyst rocks and rose quartz. They say crystals are good for healing, so what better place for us to be at then at a sauna decorated with crystals.
One wasn't allowed to wear swimming gear in the Sauna World and it was the first time i've ever been to a place that didn't allow their customers to wear anything. However, we were allowed to keep our towels on.
All in all, there were 12 saunas, ranging from 55˚C all the way to 100˚C. Each one was themed and at certain times they had special scents. There were two fairly small swimming pools outside and a small café.
And for obvious reasons, cameras and phones weren't allowed in the area.
***
The next morning, J went out to get some fresh bread rolls and croissants for breakfast.
And of course he had to squeeze in a round of Battleships before we went cycling around the city.
On our way, we ended up having to pass through a tunnel which had a sign beside it. Apparently back in 1941 this was the entrance to the train station that deported over 11,000 Jews to the concentration camps.
And after cycling around for a few hours, we decided to ride back but just as we were about to cross one of the bridges, J was convinced that he could hear music.
In the distance we could see people gathering underneath the bridge on the opposite side from where we were at.
So i zoomed in on my camera and true enough there were people there. They had set up their DJ equipment and were playing electronic music.
We decided to check it out but not before stopping at a kiosk to buy a few beers.
It took us about 20 minutes to get to the bridge and by that time it was already 7:30pm. We later found out that it was a replacement event for an outdoor event that was cancelled. The weatherman had predicted rain, so they set up their equipment under the bridge.
It ended just before 10 pm and that's when we decided to head back - just in time for me to get some shuteye and for J to jump back into few more rounds of Battleships.
*Sigh*
5 comments:
does your blog show we come here even though we dont always leave a comment?
I like the crystals-- were they for sale or decoration?
Duke : If i check my statcounter, it tells me the country that the person comes from and the browser they're using. And if they've been here before and it's the same IP address, it'll show too.
But if 20 of my readers are from say, Kuala Lumpur, i wouldn't be able to tell who is who unless i knew their exact IP adress.
Artemesia : Thanks for the comment! Yea, i like crystals too. Although i find the massive ones much nicer to look at, i just can't afford them.
I didn't see any price tags, so my guess is they weren't for sale.
I use the google reader now so it checks for your posts automatically. Anyway, hope you can post more it is fun to follow.
Duke : ooOoo so fancy. Well i just posted a new entry. =)
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