Wimbledon

I’ve been to Wimbledon, and what an experience it was. We arrived at Wimbledon Park and joined the queue at 6.45am. By the time we arrived, there were already thousands of people at the park, having breakfast, chatting, listen to the radio, reading newspapers, talking about tennis, making new friends, taking photos or just simply enjoying the unbelievable scenery. Judging from the queue card I got from the steward, I was the 2359th person queueing that morning. We started to left Wimbledon Park and walked towards the security check at 9.30 am. That was almost 3 hours of waiting! I sat down and read the papers most of the time..but the best part was we got lots of freebies; free sunscreen, free Evian, free chewing gum, free breakfast bar, free strawberries, free mini radio, free sticker, and free Wimbledon cd of past champions!

The security check was very tight. It made me feel like at the airport. Yup, exactly like one! It was the security that hold the queue. 300 yards later, we were at the turnstiles. They only accept cash for the tickets to speed up the process. We were waiting at the holding area until gates to all courts are opened for visitors at 10.30am. Damn, the area was so crowded with people. In the mean time, my brother and I visited the Wimbledon shop, bought few souvenirs and took photos to kill the time. The weather was nice though, sunny and breezy

Once the gates were opened at 10.30 am, we walked around the ground taking photos. We saw V Williams, Blake, Haas, Robredo, J Murray, Santoro, and lots more . All this while, I’ve only seen them on the telly and to watch them just few metres away was great!! I wish I could see Roddick or Nadal that day, but our ticket only gave us access to court 2 to 19. I didn’t know all the players, esp the doubles, but my brother recognised lots of them so this trip really made his day!

The pic above was taken at court 3. The big green building in the pic is the centre court. Matches on court 2 to 19 started at noon, so waiting under the sun was such a pain! I’m roasted, totally roasted!! perhaps slightly overcooked if I were a steak. I kept applying the sunscreen (SPF 50 okay, specially for sport lagi..) but to no avail..hampeh. Despite that, I’m glad we decided to go to Wimbledon. It was such a great experience for me. 5 years in the UK, at least I went once. Thankfully I know a little bit about tennis, even though I couldn’t play. What a shame. I should learn how to play lah.. It looks fun!

We took lots of photos esp the players. I will upload them in my Friendster soon after Aizat finished editing them.

A perfect gift

Home sweet home. I arrived at 11.20 pm last night. Tired. But there was a small black and white gift bag with a silver card on my bed. Someone left me a present while I was away. And it’s from my dear best friend. She gave me something that I’ve always wanted. A WATCH! I was jumping and screaming in my room. I got a new watch, a new watch, a new watch…yeay!!!

It’s a Tissot, square face, brown, with a leather strap. I couldn’t ask for more . Like Mimie said in her card, the watch is ‘definitely’ me. It was a perfect give. Thanks mimie. I wish you were here with me at Manchester right now. But I know you are having fun kat Malaysia skrg nie.. but still here are 1000 X kisses and big hugs from me for you ..muah..muah…muah…

Just to let you know, I’m going to wear it on my graduation day!

London

Off to London tomorrow morning at 5.30 am…will be back on Friday.

My next trip..

I’m at mimie’s room now because my brother is using my laptop. I intend to write about my next trip plan, but I saw something that catch my eyes on mimie’s softboard. It is one of the quotes that I found while surfing the internet and I gave it to her because the first thing that came across my mind while reading it, is her and her other half

‘with true love comes no doubts, no jealousy and no worries..’

hmm… hopefully I can dedicate that sentence to myself in future..

Ok..stop berangan hehehehe…

Now back to my main agenda. The past few days have been very hectic for me with my brother around. Our next stop is Wimbledon on Thursday. I really hope this time it won’t be another raining trip to London. We plan to be at Wimbledon at 6 am and join the queue as early as possible to increase our chances of getting the Ground Pass ticket It may sound weird, but trust me there are crazy avid tennis fans who camp and put up their tent at night to make sure the get the next day showcourt tickets. By the way, there are 6000 ground passes to be grabbed each day, and the fact that we will be joining the queue at 6 am make me believe that 2 ground passes will be ours.

but..it’s the journey to London by bus that I hate the most

Putih is no longer putih..

Si Putih is no longer putih.. Where’s that little kitten whose fur was as white as snow?? In less than a year he has transformed into Si Comot..hahaha. Not only comot, but fat as well!! That’s my cat. Nope, it’s my brother’s cat..hmm no, actually it’s my mom’s. My brother is here with me in Manchester. And he brought sumthing from home, THIS PICTURE which he knew I would appreciate more than other things… It was 16 degree Celsius yesterday afternoon and my brother said to me if putih was here  in Manchester, he would fall asleep instantly (coz my cat suke tido dlm bilik yg ader aircond…sejuk = sleepy). My brother and I haven’t seen each other for quiet some time and the first thing we did was obsessively talked about cat! How cool is that

“Putih sure tido dlm bilik nie..sejuk”

“Akak, kat rumah xde kucing ke?”

“Kucing UK mcm mana huh?”

“Bile bole nampak kucing nie?”

“kucing UK x best dipegang la…bulu mcm kasar sket”

“jiran akak xde kucinglah, tp kalau kite on the way gie kedai, maybe nampak kucing”

…..and on..and on..and on…..