Irresistable week

I haven't posted any blog for a while. Sorry I have been ignoring this blog. Just feel like to write in Wretch and MSN space blogs.
What had happened in my life? Actually, I must start from last weekend.
I went to Auckland and Waiheke Island for three days. Jean and I stayed in Auckland Central Backpackers. That building is evil! You can't get to the second floor via the elevator. I don't understand why they don't improve the elevator. I had so much trouble remembering how to use the magnetic key to get to the right level and spent nearly ten minutes in the elevator with Jean once. So scary!
We went up to Auckland in Leanne's car. She is very good at driving. We talked about cars, insurance and relationship in general. Jean is married to a nice cook. I am single. Leanne is going out with her man. By the time we got to Auckland, the traffic is getting worse. She dropped us off somewhere close to Queen St. We walked to the backpackers in five minutes.
Auckland city centre is rather dirty, like all cities in the world. It has a good transport system, with train, ferry and bus station close to Britomart. We walked to the water front the first evening. The French navy ship was the first attraction. Te Kaha was also there in her full glory. We took numerous pictures of Sky Tower. Sitting in Loaded Hog, with my French bubbles, life doesn't get much better than this holiday. That evening we ate in a Thai restruant, had duck. It was quite hot, but not hot enough. Nearly all the spice went into the coconut milk. I had rice with it so my stomach was full.
We went "home" to sleep late. People started to get rowdy around ten o'clock. I had seen many skinny girls, wearing stilletos and nice dresses on the water front. Guys also went all the way to dress up in Auckland. After all, you went out for fun in the evening so everybody dressed up.
We planned the second day well. Jean and I took Fullers ferry to Waiheke Island in the morning. We managed to get there one hour before the tour starts. It was muggy and hot there. I didn't bring my togs with me: the sun was poisonous. The bus tour was great, with scenery all around the island. There are 8000 permanent residents on Waiheke, and the length is 23 km. There are also million dollar land and mansions sold recently. Vineyards, sculptures, unpublished novelists, painters, musicians are aplenty on the island. You can feel the atmosphere is different there. You can sense the Pacific island in the water. I loved the place, didn't want to leave. Jean and I picked a restraunt right in front of Onetangi Beach. We had snapper together. It was pickled (raw?), tasted so good and different to Chinese fish. The bread and salad were also delicous.
We took the afternoon ferry back, saw Bic Ronga lining up with us mere mortals on the harbour. The third day we took the Link bus around Auckland city. Victoria Park, Ponsonby and Newmarket in one day. Jean bought her husband a red shirt with fish hook pattern in Victoria Park. I had my fortune told by a Chinese/Tibetan girl in a Tibetan shop. Knowing that I will have two sons in the future is particularly disturbing. I didn't really want to know that. Also, two marriages coming up. I can't even manage to find one boyfriend!
Ponsonby was great. I bought a book, The Dream Merchant from Dymocks on sale. Cezane coffee shop served nice Mexico lunch, however, it was still not hot enough for me. After Little India in Hamilton, I don't think anything is hot enough. We looked at expensive clothes in Newmarket shops. I still managed to buy a $10 Thai sarong in Fushia though. Bargain.
Jean and I took the Intercity bus back from Skycity transport centre. We took many pictures: http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/dopamine245/album?.dir=/4ce0re2
This following week I had early mornings working with Erik, Niharika, and Anchi. Our bosses were on holiday, big boss was there. He gave us lectures at the end of the day.
Getting up before six o'clock proved to get easier at the week progressed. I looked forward to see Erik every morning. Just felt like going to sleep at three o'clock in the afternoon. Strange.
I didn't feel tired in the morning anymore.
Seeding early in the morning was a great idea, we also used two centrifuges at the same time. Erik's green eyes and blonde/brown lashes made everything looked easier and better, having him to help make this protein was perfect. He didn't know that one day when he streched his upper torso, I could see his tummy! Oh my God. He should be shot by being irresistable and sexy.
Apart from watching hot guys doing physical labour, we managed to induce, extract and purify heaps of protein. We may just need to do this for another week and our factory can be closed. The girls were also working hard this week. Niharika was writing her report. I would go to work again on Wednesday. Taking my four day break after working very hard for a week.
I cooked spaghetti on Friday for them. They also loved Sara Lee cake that I bought from Pak'n Save. Work, as I know it, couldn't get any better than this. Just hope Erik doesn't know that he accidentally showed some skin.
All quiet at home. I managed to write 22 pages of Zoospy this time. Ya! I can see myself completing this novel.