Showing posts with label Austria. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Austria. Show all posts

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Your Queen has Found Her Home.


Near Innsbruck - Munich - Kitzbuehel in Europe, the Castle fit for your Queen has been found. It is in Austria, a Tyrolian beauty. An exceptional castle in very good condition and villa (former pavillion of Paris world exhibition 1867) is completely renovated and ready for your Highness to move in.

I just am not sure that this Queen feels like Royalty in the streets of Scout Area in Quezon City anymore. It is time to uprade and live where I truly belong. A castle.

With 2 acres of land, over than 9000sft /900m2 living space, my castle is 10 stories high, has 10 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms, garage for my 3 Bentleys, 2 Ferraris, 1 Honda CRV (can't really live without my car), a library, has a lake waterfront, and maids quarters for my ladies-in-waiting.

Built as a residence in 1888 (prosperity year), my Castle is a perfect place for me to rule my Kingdom. I would hold feasts at my courtyard every Friday and serve lechon baka, Baliwag Chicken and San Miguel Beer to all my people. I will be the most beloved Queen that ever was.





Now, how do I come up with PHP272,610,000!!! I guess it is time to break the piggy bank!

Saturday, October 6, 2007

My Future Home, AUSTRIA!







Forget Madrid, Barcelona, Greece and Istanbul, Austria seems to be a better place to go to. To get access to this ultra modern, highly secured and exclusive place with first class facilities, I would probably need a partner in crime. Justizzentrum Leoben has full, state of the art gym, private rooms for guests, beautiful walking grounds, sports center that include basketball court, pink pong table and many more.

The architect of this place must really have a soft spot for those who are bad and naughty. People like me so I am sure I would fit right in! All I would have to do is find me a partner, go to Oesterreichische Nationalbank, (Austrian Nationalbank) wearing our Zorro masks and rob the place. We will be successful at this task and spend all the money on clothes and shoes, go to Amsterdam for some grassy experience and will send over some goodies to our friends in the Philippines and shower you all with gifts and I will also send a crater of Cibo sardines to the South of France for a friend (yeah you know who you are). When the money has run out, we will go back to Austria and turn ourselves in. Yup, you heard me right because the only way for us to get in to this posh place is to be a criminal. I am not sure I can be a killer. I hate the sight of blood. Robbery and spending money that's not mine sounds like fun though. No wonder a number of our politicians do it. I could be a rapist but that's going to be tough...what if the rapee turns out to be willing? I mean, seriously, look at me. BWA HA HA HA (evil laugh).

Justizzentrum Leoben is a minimum security jail for VIPS and very wealthy gangsters. A prison I surely don't mind staying in. Each cell has its own TV, wooden shelves and desks, a small dining table, cabinets and proper sunlight. Need the sun to keep my tan right, you know. Even if the photo is blurred, the prison guard seems to be cute. I have been to Austria and believe me, the guys there are hot!

There are artworks so the place is not drabby, fountains and a high tech auditorium so if our Thriller jailbirds from Cebu decide to go international, there's a venue waiting for them already.

Anyway, if you want to be my partner, please submit your resume first. I want to make sure you deserve to be in this place and that you don't foul up my strategy because you know, this stay is all for free! I just hope that the Austrians does not simply deport me back to Manila. Although I do have a cool Michael Jackson jacket...
















Architect: www.hohensinn-architektur.at

Thriller in Cebu:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=hMnk7lh9M3o

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Trip to Vienna, Austria

I have one word for Vienna, Austria. F A B U L O U S!!



This was actually our last stop before Steffie and I had to go to Amsterdam for our flight home to Manila. But boy, I am so glad that we decided to go to Vienna even if we had luggage that weighed a ton and a half to lug around. It was simply breathtaking, and to think, we only had time to see 1 place, which is called Schonbrunn. There is a cafe on top a hill that Steffie and I climbed despite our aching bodies. As flippers (Filipino), we decided to take the long route up and make a wish as soon as we get to the top and hope for the best. We are superstitous that way.





We felt, acted, looked and pretended to be rich so we had a drink and something to bite in the very expensive cafe. We are Asians in the land of the Whiteys so we made sure that we were not mistaken as some maids on their day off. As always, I had lipstick on which can prove to the Austrians that asians with lipstick can be pretty dangerous.

The view was fantastic. As you can very well see in my photos, one can't help but be amazed at how beautiful the world can be if only we manicured our lawns, pick up our trash, plant some trees and flowering plants, keep the air clean, obey and respect rules and have gorgeous women like Steffie and I roam around freely with pocket money of about 1,000 euro each.




Anyway, back to Earth, this place we went to also had a zoo right next to it and Steffie and I, being animal lovers decided that it was something that paying 6 euro was worth. We wanted to very much see whales and dolphins and giraffes and lions but I was a bit disappointed when all we saw were some nasty penguins (they were doing IT, see photo as proof), pelicans, crocodiles, lizards, bears, turtles (which probably came from the here), fox and bats. I later on changed my mind about my 6 euros. What a waste. I see more animals in my household everyday! Pigs, cows, rats, dogs, snakes...oh wait, those are all the people I work with. Except mom and dad of course. Can't piss them off, they are the bosses of me.







One more reason why I love Austria so much is because they know how to appreciate beauty. Steffie and I were walking back to our hotel, but with Steffie's long legs, she was 10 steps ahead of me when this tall woman came up to me and stopped me on the middle of the sidewalk. Wait, let me describe to you how this lady looked like. She was dressed in white pants, white top and white jacket. She had on black patent shoes which was obviously Chanel and black purse to match it, as well as Chanel sunglasses which stood out against her platinum white hair and red lipstick (told you lipstick is a weapon). She was about 60 yrs old and very slim and practically had a sign on her forehead saying "I am a millionaire, stand back and let me through you peasant!" Very admirable in my book.



Anyway, she stopped me and said with her rich Austrian accent, "Excuse me, but where are you from?" I was thinking, "Oh no, she needs a maid and wants to hire me." I told her I was from Manila, Philippines. And then (are you sitting down?) she says to me, "My goodness, women from the Philippines are so beautiful!" I know, I know...I can't help these things from happening but think of it this way, I represented the Filipina and thanks to me, I have just put us on a pedestal.

Of course I am telling you this story not because it is the first time it happened to me (because it happens almost everyday, ahem ahem) but because this was, for me, the ultimate compliment. When a woman, a stranger that's oozing with confidence, class and wealth stops you on the middle of the sidewalk just to tell you how pretty you are, you can just leave everything behind and become an illegal alien in Austria. Imagine, if this woman thinks you are hot, what about what men think? Hmmmm????




But seriously, if you are planning to take a European vacation, visit Vienna, wear lipstick, skip the zoo, pretend you are rich, wish when you get to the top of the hill, and hope for the best.

St. Peter's Basilica, Rome and why we couldnt go in.

It wasn't because Steffie and I are evil. Of course we have done things in the past that may constitute as evil but I don't think that they are so bad that the Church doors would mistake us as 2 witches. Although I must admit, we are bewitching gals but that's about all the witchcraft we can handle.



It was our last day in Italy before we had to leave for Austria. We took the earliest train to Rome and as soon as we got off the taxi, I started walking towards the church only to find Steffie sitting on a nearby bench looking really disturbed. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that the taxi driver jipped her 20 euros.


Now, it might not be a lot to you folks living in Europe (you know who you are) but to us Flippers, 20 euros can already buy us the ff:

1. Bottomless ice tea at Marina - P50.00
2. Halo-halo at The Peninsula - P310.00
3. Sunglasses in Divisoria - P200.00
4. DVD, 16 movies in 1 disc - P80.00
5. Bathing suit in Greenhills - P400.00
6. Pedicure at Emphasis - P335.00
7. Small slurpee at 7-11 - P5.00

There you go! All those things that Steffie could have gotten, all down the drain. What a shame! Guess she forgot to wear lipstick that day. Going back to my story, if we were indeed witches, Steffie would have casted a spell on the taxi driver and turned him to escargot.



Now, the reason we weren't able to go inside the church was because we had 3 hours to spare in Rome and the line was about 3 miles long. All we could do is take pictures of the magnificent structures and scultptures of the richest Church in the world.




Guards in security golf cars would roam around the grounds and reprimand those who were misbehaving. In the fountain located at the center, we saw 2 boys almost swimming in it. They were drenched and splashing water everywhere. They got sooo busted! I say, don't mess with the Italians. They might talk your ear off.




Because groceries, giftshops and malls are amongst our favorite places, we spent about an hour at the souveneir store deciding whether buying a rosary there would make us more holy or if a pin with the photo of the Pope would take us straight to heaven when we go. I wanted to buy one for my Lola (Grandmother) who is a devout Catholic, but after a lot of thought, I decided that it would be useless to give my Lola one because she has about 2,000 rosaries and 800 Holy Bible in her house. Another one from me would be overdoing it. So in the end, I didn't get to buy a single thing. It was a lot to think about and my brain got tired. Religion can be very confusing and misleading and I believe that having faith in God and not being a witch will take me to heaven when my time comes.

Beam me up Scotty!

P.S.

FYI, the last line is a famous line from Star Trek.