I've been doing some airport learnings and most airports especially international have some guidelines in regards to their layouts and after marshalling my thoughts I've realized that even here in Shanghai one cannot just waltz about in their cars and cabs to the main arrivals hall.
One has to either park their cars or get dropped in a particular zone after which cabs or vehicles aren't allowed.
It's been forever since I went to receive someone at Delhi T3 but yes cabs are not allowed after a point at arrivals which is why denizens park their cars a good distance from the airport (you might have seen a line of cars parked on roadside as one reaches the airport area) and only bring forward their cars when they receive a phone call for pick up.
Of course, it would be a lot easier to park cars in designated parking spots but who wants to shell out money in parking?
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I think monster house was a pretty creepy movie and was it really for kids? I mean yeah it was, but I bet my brother would still not watch it.
As was the movie Coraline, which I didn't think was near as kid-friendly. Though I really do think if someone was to make 'Neverwhere' it could be made into a much funnier kiddie version but that's maybe for some other time.
Talking of movies I'm mighty pissed at having missed 'blade runner' for reasons I'd not like to elaborate here because they'd easily transcend into a bitching session and I'd spiral out of control, though having said that it's playing on IMAX here and hopefully still would by the time weekend arrives.
In fact, I just checked and it's getting released here on 27th, and that makes me seethe a lot less. Hah!
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caffeine purge week has started and I didn't feel the pangs of missing my tea this morning and in fact, I didn't. I've fallen once again in love with 'rooibos' tea and that is what I sip on as I type this.
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I hate it when shopkeepers and other such representatives ask for telephone numbers..I mean I've just done all this shopping and here you stand asking my number so you can bombard me with messages about holiday collections and flash sales?
I don't usually give away my number, but this time, in an act of filial rebellion after having a small spat with my dad I gave all shops his number. Mean, I know, but it felt like the right thing to do at that moment.
hahaha (evil laugh)
One has to either park their cars or get dropped in a particular zone after which cabs or vehicles aren't allowed.
It's been forever since I went to receive someone at Delhi T3 but yes cabs are not allowed after a point at arrivals which is why denizens park their cars a good distance from the airport (you might have seen a line of cars parked on roadside as one reaches the airport area) and only bring forward their cars when they receive a phone call for pick up.
Of course, it would be a lot easier to park cars in designated parking spots but who wants to shell out money in parking?
--
I think monster house was a pretty creepy movie and was it really for kids? I mean yeah it was, but I bet my brother would still not watch it.
As was the movie Coraline, which I didn't think was near as kid-friendly. Though I really do think if someone was to make 'Neverwhere' it could be made into a much funnier kiddie version but that's maybe for some other time.
Talking of movies I'm mighty pissed at having missed 'blade runner' for reasons I'd not like to elaborate here because they'd easily transcend into a bitching session and I'd spiral out of control, though having said that it's playing on IMAX here and hopefully still would by the time weekend arrives.
In fact, I just checked and it's getting released here on 27th, and that makes me seethe a lot less. Hah!
--
caffeine purge week has started and I didn't feel the pangs of missing my tea this morning and in fact, I didn't. I've fallen once again in love with 'rooibos' tea and that is what I sip on as I type this.
--
I hate it when shopkeepers and other such representatives ask for telephone numbers..I mean I've just done all this shopping and here you stand asking my number so you can bombard me with messages about holiday collections and flash sales?
I don't usually give away my number, but this time, in an act of filial rebellion after having a small spat with my dad I gave all shops his number. Mean, I know, but it felt like the right thing to do at that moment.
hahaha (evil laugh)
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