Zven was the earliest to be awake, again. He (slept on the floor) woke Van & I up (on the bed) when he couldn't stand the hunger no more!
We had our breakfast at home =) Bacon, stauteed mushroom, scrambled eggs, sunny side up, toast & foamy cappucino! So nice & warm, despite the still, cold air outside. Told you it's the company that matters!
I'm not gonna post the picture of Van preparing the wholesome meal for us since she just got out of bed. See, I love you that much! It won't even be up here even if I'm angry at you =)
Breakfast at Vanessa's (breakfast at Tiffany's, get it, get it?)
Zven & I had to rush to the train station to catch the next train to Manchester Picadilly since we had an appointment with Sharada (our high school friend) while my poor girlfriend had to rush for lectures. Despite her effort of rushing to class, she only managed to catch a glimpse of the summary slide upon walking into the lecture hall. Poor ching!
40 minutes later. MANCHESTER!
That's my friend Vicky, otherwise known as Queen Victoria.
Sharada brought us to a local restaurant, the Wetherspoon for lunch. How to have a hungry tummy when the last meal I had was only 1 hour away? Zven could do that pretty well though.
To beat the sunset of the winter (~4pm), we had to catch the next available bus to the world renowned OLD TRAFFORD!
The bus ride was about 30 minutes itself, but about 45 minutes including the many stops it had to make. I think when we were about 2 stations away, the stadium was in sight. Zven just went on and on, "Oh my God, I can't believe that I'm here! I'm so close to it!" Hahah, cute.
Too bad the Stadium Tour was fully booked till 2 days later. Just his luck. We could only pay for the Museum Tour. I believe it was £7.00 each. Nothing was too expensive for Zven, at that point, haha.
The Museum...
Some of the comments are quite hilarious. Click to enlarge, then zoom in!
Wall of fame
My loves
Fine, so it took me 20 minutes to find David, with Zven's help.
Then, the MEGASTORE!
Almost 40 counters. Crazy fans. It actually looks like a bank!
ManUtd can sell ANYTHING to their fans. Anything at all. Very smart!
I believe this dude is Rooney?
Rooney, Sharada, me, Zven
Finally, the young boy had to leave unwillingly, as the store was closing.
The Stadium
Here's another monument which was on a very high elevation. Way higher than the one from Edinburgh, or the one outside the London National Gallery. Did that stop Zven from climbing up? NO! Haha, he would have the deepest regret in his life if he ever chickened-out from this once in a lifetime opportunity. So, after multiple attempts...
TADA!!!
The ladies just stayed on the ground. We were happy enough to have our pictures taken with our feet on the ground, my legs not getting scrapped along the stone slab. No loss for everyone, right?
After all that fun, we took the bus back to the town, where Sharada had to meet her friends for dinner, and Zven & I had to meet my other noisier half, back at Preston =p
The three of us (Zven, Van & I) went to Sainsbury's for some grocery shopping, then headed home to prepare dinner!
The chefs at work. Zven the Sous Chef was promoted to the Head Chef/ Chef de Cuisine over night! A lesson to all, hard work pays. Well for his case, if he works, he's the chef, haha.
Kheng Xiong joined us for our cooking fun and shared some of his cooking secrets and tips with us, haha. I didn't take notes =p
But I sure helped in tasting the food =p
Fried rice with omelette
Pasta
After the meal, we just lost sight of Zven. Van & I washed the dishes and cleaned the dining table. When we got upstairs, Zven was sleeping soundly on the floor with my sleeping bag, without showering and removing his contact lens. Nice...
Oh well, the young boy was too tired after a long day of fun at Old Trafford. Hence, we spared him the dish washing and cleaning. That's how much we love you, ok?
For further reference, please click here. Though my post is more interesting =p
Peace out!
We had our breakfast at home =) Bacon, stauteed mushroom, scrambled eggs, sunny side up, toast & foamy cappucino! So nice & warm, despite the still, cold air outside. Told you it's the company that matters!
I'm not gonna post the picture of Van preparing the wholesome meal for us since she just got out of bed. See, I love you that much! It won't even be up here even if I'm angry at you =)
Breakfast at Vanessa's (breakfast at Tiffany's, get it, get it?)
Zven & I had to rush to the train station to catch the next train to Manchester Picadilly since we had an appointment with Sharada (our high school friend) while my poor girlfriend had to rush for lectures. Despite her effort of rushing to class, she only managed to catch a glimpse of the summary slide upon walking into the lecture hall. Poor ching!
40 minutes later. MANCHESTER!
That's my friend Vicky, otherwise known as Queen Victoria.
Sharada brought us to a local restaurant, the Wetherspoon for lunch. How to have a hungry tummy when the last meal I had was only 1 hour away? Zven could do that pretty well though.
To beat the sunset of the winter (~4pm), we had to catch the next available bus to the world renowned OLD TRAFFORD!
The bus ride was about 30 minutes itself, but about 45 minutes including the many stops it had to make. I think when we were about 2 stations away, the stadium was in sight. Zven just went on and on, "Oh my God, I can't believe that I'm here! I'm so close to it!" Hahah, cute.
Too bad the Stadium Tour was fully booked till 2 days later. Just his luck. We could only pay for the Museum Tour. I believe it was £7.00 each. Nothing was too expensive for Zven, at that point, haha.
The Museum...
Some of the comments are quite hilarious. Click to enlarge, then zoom in!
Wall of fame
My loves
Fine, so it took me 20 minutes to find David, with Zven's help.
Then, the MEGASTORE!
Almost 40 counters. Crazy fans. It actually looks like a bank!
ManUtd can sell ANYTHING to their fans. Anything at all. Very smart!
I believe this dude is Rooney?
Rooney, Sharada, me, Zven
Finally, the young boy had to leave unwillingly, as the store was closing.
The Stadium
Here's another monument which was on a very high elevation. Way higher than the one from Edinburgh, or the one outside the London National Gallery. Did that stop Zven from climbing up? NO! Haha, he would have the deepest regret in his life if he ever chickened-out from this once in a lifetime opportunity. So, after multiple attempts...
TADA!!!
The ladies just stayed on the ground. We were happy enough to have our pictures taken with our feet on the ground, my legs not getting scrapped along the stone slab. No loss for everyone, right?
After all that fun, we took the bus back to the town, where Sharada had to meet her friends for dinner, and Zven & I had to meet my other noisier half, back at Preston =p
The three of us (Zven, Van & I) went to Sainsbury's for some grocery shopping, then headed home to prepare dinner!
The chefs at work. Zven the Sous Chef was promoted to the Head Chef/ Chef de Cuisine over night! A lesson to all, hard work pays. Well for his case, if he works, he's the chef, haha.
Kheng Xiong joined us for our cooking fun and shared some of his cooking secrets and tips with us, haha. I didn't take notes =p
But I sure helped in tasting the food =p
Fried rice with omelette
Pasta
After the meal, we just lost sight of Zven. Van & I washed the dishes and cleaned the dining table. When we got upstairs, Zven was sleeping soundly on the floor with my sleeping bag, without showering and removing his contact lens. Nice...
Oh well, the young boy was too tired after a long day of fun at Old Trafford. Hence, we spared him the dish washing and cleaning. That's how much we love you, ok?
For further reference, please click here. Though my post is more interesting =p
Peace out!
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