I'M IN PARIS!! ROMANTIC PARIS!!!
It's been one hour or more, I've lost track. We've been waiting and waiting and waiting. Still no sign of our luggage on the belt. But we are not alone. There are about 20+ people baggage less. Everyone is hovering around the counter, pressing the staff for answers. The outcome looks bleak. I prepare myself for the worst.

The news: They can't track down the luggages. 50 Euros compensation for the night. Tomorrow, if the luggage arrive, they'll send it straight to our hotel.
OUR LUCK SUCKS!! PARIS SUCKS!!
8am @ Citadines Hotel, 5th Jan 2006
I'VE SHOWERED, BUT CLOTHED IN YESTERDAY'S. EWWWL.
I haven't quite decided if I like our travels so far. Let me explain.
Firstly, we were held up at Singapore airport. As we were on a connecting flight from Jakarta, all passengers from the previous flight had to disembark. That took forever. Then we all had to board the aircraft (AGAIN for those who had disembarked) and that was chaos. Everyone was getting impatient.
I WAS IRRITATED.
The journey from Singapore to Dubai (with a short stop over in Colombo) completely ruined my impression of Emirates.
THE SEATS WERE UNCOMFORTABLE.
I have taken Emirates before so I have a benchmark to compare and complain. This was the worst I've seen of Emirates. Plus, because it was a full flight, the toilets were 'well' used.
GROSS!!
The stopover in Colombo contributed to my impression. It was only a refueling stop so we didn't need to disembark. But some others had to and it was a mission getting them off as they remained in their seats, oblivious to the many many announcements. Not until the stewards and even the pilot came to individually tell them to disembark then they left.
COME ON, GET A MOVE ON!!
At Dubai, we disembarked and proceeded on to our next flight to Paris. Now that, I was impressed. That was how Emirates should be. Despite the fact that the we would be held up for 15 minutes as they had to load our luggage - "I'm sure you wouldn't mind a little wait for your luggage. Don't want to leave them behind." Joked the pilot - I still enjoyed the flight. We boarded a new plane, so the seats were BRILLANT. The inflight entertainment was without a doubt DA BOMB. We could select from about 50 movies, tons of games and many music channels. I watched 'The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants' - cried my eyes out, 'The Perfect Man' - love it, and 'Charlie and the Chocolate Factory' - had to watch to compare with the older movie, I like the older movie better.
WATCHING THE MOVIES IN COMFORT - LOVE!!
And then Aeroports De Paris...the wait and the news about our luggage.
HOW CAN EMIRATES LOSE OUR LUGGAGE!! UTTERLY UNPROFESSIONAL!
Finding our way in a foreign land with language barriers - not easy at all. It took us forever to find our car rental service. Then we were given a left hand drive and manual - different from what we are used to and what we were told to have rented. The direction of the car on the roads being totally opposite didn't help either. Being unfamiliar with the roads and minute road signs assisted us in our mission to get lost in Paris while searching for our hotel.
ANYTHING COULDN'T GET ANY BETTER!!
Of course, a good amount of driving around would eventually find us our hotel and we met Chris there - who was waiting for the past half an hour for us. We offloaded our hand-carry and went to fill our starving tummies. Once again, we got lost on Paris streets and we had no clue where to go for dinner. Having limited parks along the street didn't help either, but we eventually found an Italian restaurant and had pizzas there. One thing good about being in an Italian restaurant...the owner doesn't speak perfect French either so English was our main medium of communication - perfecto!
DINNER WAS AMAZING AND WE WERE HAPPY PEOPLE.
Then, we got lost driving around Paris, looking for a supermarket that was open and a park to go with it. We gave up and continued to get lost in traffic, until we spotted the most amazing sight or rather the top of an amazing sight ahead of us - THE EIFFEL TOWER.
AT NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!! THE LIGHTS!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
We circled round and round just to get close enough, and then Chris, Laura and I hopped out and jogged in the freezing cold and our high boots to get closer to the majestic structure. I was filled with awe and swimming in romance with this golden and grand tower. Click click click, flash flash flash went my camera. Not to forget - pose pose and more pose.

AHHHH...ROMANTIC PARIS AT NIGHT - THE EFFIEL TOWER SAYS IT ALL!
We continued driving around, past the Arc de Triomphe, the Louvre and many more majestic constructions. Then we decided that it was getting late so we dropped Chris off at his hostel - another round of getting lost, and then we headed back - lost and tired.
I must have dozed off coz an hour later, we were back at our hotel, got cleaned up and hit the sacks. And that brings you up to now, typing to you from the comfort of our heated hotel room, stuffed with croissants and pastries - luggage less.
I HOPE MY CURLS DON'T DISAPPEAR COZ MY GEL'S IN MY LUGGAGE!
So you can see, I'm still in the process of deciding if I love Paris or not. Having my luggage would definitely turn things around!
5.27pm @ Hotel, 5th Jan 2006
CURRENT STATUS: NEAR TO HATING PARIS
We are back at the hotel after a long day of touring. Actually, we've only been to 2 places.
The first stop was the Effiel Tower. It isn't as beautiful as at night, but nevertheless, it's an amazing sight. To add to it's beauty, it was snowing. Little tiny cotton drops falling from the sky. Effiel tower plus snow equals SPEECHLESS.

LOVE TAKING PHOTOS!!! LOVE THE SNOW EVEN MORE!!!!
Then, we proceeded to the Louvre. I love it there. I could visit it for days!! So little time, so much to see. I think during the couple of hours we spent there, we only covered 1/10 of the Louvre. That's how big the place is.
The ceilings were all decorated with art and statues lined the walls. Paintings hung side by side and ornaments were stored behind glass.
The highlight? Sneaking a photograph with the Mona Lisa.

Getting out of the Louvre was a whole new experience. When you want to exit, they entertain you with many 'Sortie's (exit signs) but take you on a maze. We went in circles for about 20 minutes just to find the exit. We were tired and the fact that Laura and I were both in boots didn't help either. Why were we dressed so inappropriately? Why isn't our luggage here?
I WAS ACHING, BUT THE GRANDUER OF THE LOUVRE WAS OVERPOWERING.
When we got out, we decided to ring the hotel. Our luggage hadn't arrived. We weren't happy. Our plan to visit the Notre Dame Cathedral was ruined as we made our way back to our hotel. And that brings me to the start of today's entry. The reason why I am near hating Paris. My feet was killing me but we just went to soak our feet in hot water. Dad is making many phone calls to track down our luggage but the good news seems very distant.

LOOKS LIKE ANOTHER NIGHT WITHOUT BELONGINGS. POOOZ!!
9.42pm @ Hotel, 5th Jan 2006
PARIS IS STARTING TO LOOK BEAUTIFUL AGAIN!!
After dad made all the calls, we realized that we needed urgent supplies. We headed to the nearest mall.
I bought myself a new pair of flat shoes - my feet needed immediate help. And of course new underwear - the essentials. And I bought gel - hope it's not too late for my hair. We had dinner before returning via the Metro - our first train ride.
The moment we entered the hotel lobby, we were greeted by a big smile on the concierge's face. He pointed into his office and there they were -
OUR LUGGAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I can't explain how glad I am to see my luggage. I've never been so happy over luggage before. I'm so glad to see it, I don't even need to open my luggage. I'm basking in its presence. God answered all our prayers.
I HAVE GEL!!! NICE SHOES TO PAMPER MY FEET!!! NEW UNDERWEAR!!! PARIS IS WONDERFUL!!!
My reflections so far: The whole journey has been an obstacle for my faith. I never believed that our luck could be so bad, that we could lose all our luggage. So when it did happen, I didn't pray about it. Initially, when at the luggage belt, I prayed that our luggage would come quick. But when the news came that we wouldn't be getting our luggage, I refused to believe our luck. I positively believed that it'd come the next day and I didn't put it in God's hands. I didn't trust this little thing to God because I believed in human luck. Not until the evening after the Louvre when I realized that the luggage might not come and we'd have to go another night and day without clean clothes, then we realized that prayer is what we needed. And prayer is all we needed.














































