The life here so far…

Day Two and I’m slowly adjusting to life in many ways – as a married woman, an unemployed individual and naturally, an expat living in a small village.

The weather has been kind to me for the past few days. I seem to have brought with me endless amounts of sunshine and none of that bleary, rainy, cold and windy winter weather. Nevertheless, I can’t exactly prance around in my usual summery attire. That red long coat is awfully handy and so were the fingerless gloves I did eons ago. I have yet to try out my entrelac scarf because it never seems cold enough. I could just be stubborn but o’well…

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In Moo-land…

Swiss moolah!

Yes, that’s Swiss money!

The flight was good, even though Nil and I sat separately for our flight from Dubai. We bought our tickets separately and the flight was full but it’s alright. I got to watch a couple of old movies and some new ones as well…

Switzerland is a very quaint country, especially where I live now which is Areuse, Neuchatel. If you were to compare it to Malaysia, it would be a place smaller than Ipoh yet pretty and oh-so-chic! There is a lake overlooking the city centre, Place Pury, and I intend to explore the city later today (plus do some much needed grocery shopping). There is a vineyard next door and despite living near the highway, it’s very quiet here with plenty of good views and good sounds (birds chirping, etc).

Nil is at work so I’ll be on my own most of the time. My schedule is pretty much set out for the day already, starting with a walk with him to work, then breakfast, house chores, grocery shopping/city exploration and finally cooking dinner. A job will probably come later…

Ahhh…this feels like Australia all over again, except better!

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Busy week ahead.

I have four dinners, including the Big One, a dental appointment, blood tests at the clinic, double confirming things at the restaurant, packing, settling in of 25 Frenchies (as one French granduncle said, “One French is okay, two is troublesome, but 25? Bad idea.“), settling my accounts, facial, the wedding cake, etc…well, you get the idea.

So apologies upfront and well, if I don’t blog much over the week, you can be sure that the next post is when I’m at the airport or in Switzerland!


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Choose wisely.

Bloody hell. Why can’t they dissolve parliament earlier? More here.

Anyway, I came across an interesting story in my email from Dad and would like to share it with everyone.

While walking down the street one day a Malaysian Boleh Minister is tragically hit by a truck and dies. His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.

“Welcome to heaven,” says St. Peter. “Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we’re not sure what to do with you.”

“No problem, just let me in,” says the man.

“Well, I’d like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we’ll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity.”

“Really, I have made up my mind. I want to be in heaven,” says the Yang Berhormat

“I’m sorry, but we have our rules,” says St. Peter. And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.

The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.

Everyone is very happy and dressed in the finest batik there is. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They play a friendly game of golf and then indulge themselves on lobsters, caviar and the most expensive food there is. Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go.

Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises. The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him. “Now it’ s time to visit heaven.” So, 24 hours pass with the Yang Berhormat joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St.Peter returns.

“Well, then, you’ve spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity.”

The Yang Berhormat reflects for a minute, then he answers: “Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think Ai yam better off in hell.”

So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.

Now the doors of the elevator open and he’s in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above. The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder.

“I don’t understand,” stammers the Yang Berhormat. “Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there’s just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?”

The devil looks at him, smiles and says, “Yesterday we were campaigning.”

“Today you voted.”

Remember people…whatever “good” thing you see the government doing today, whatever they have promised…remember this…

Today they are campaigning. It can be very different after voting.

Choose wisely and be thankful for having the ability to choose – I would love to vote for this GE as I did four years ago but I’ll be migrating in less than a week and am therefore unable to vote.

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