Today I had two tasks to achieve. Enjoy a manicure ay 11.00am and try to hire a scooter for tomorrow. Thinking I’d be smart about it, I asked the people in the lobby to help. On my way to the lobby I noticed a snail on the wall of the building.
Yes it was massive – as big as my fist. Anyway, I contined to the foyer were I asked for help to rent a scooter. They obliged and before I knew it, I was in a taxi heading to the scooter place, with plenty of time to keep my nail appointment. Alas, once I had arrived, I was told no, because I didn’t have an international license. Disappointed slightly but not totally unexpected, I started walking and trying to hail down a taxi.
After about 15mins I was successful. The cab driver took me to Maggie’s Wax and Spa but I couldn’t find the entrance. Yes I was mildly starting to worry but again Google maps came to the rescue with a photo of the entrance which was actually tucked in around the corner. Once there, I spent a lovely hour or so with RQ (that’s how her name is pronounced), chatting, drinking tea and having my nails manicured and painted.
I also enjoyed meeting Maggie because Gene has often talked about the wonderful facials she gets from her.
From there I decided to walk back to Gene’s, more specifically because on my way I had spotted an up-market shopping centre. Anyone who loves designer labels will love this place. Just incredible. I suspect there is little difference in price value for the Australian dollar but I could be wrong. I just know that most items especially on the first three floors are out of my budget.
I did go into the Louis Vuitton store and yes I did find a most beautiful pair of shoes but I didn’t dare ask the price! The products were stunningly beautiful but of another world for me. Funny but I do love going into these types of places. It’s like exploring a world of class and exquisite design and beauty.
I then wandered around that floor looking and then I found Guerlain. Fingers crossed they had my favorite perfume La Petite Robe Noir – in the blue bottle. But no, they had sold out. They did have a tester and sprayed some on me – the Calvin Klein Euphoria eau de parfum doesn’t last on me. Four hours later after walking in the balmy, humid and hot weather I could still smell remnants of La Petite Robe Noir. Maybe there is something to be said for paying a little bit more.
I continued wandering around the different levels of shopping and everything was just beautifully displayed. I think it was the 4th floor (or 5th) where I came across Little Italy. I decided it would be the perfect place to eat some pasta. As I was taken to my table the waitress called out ‘Prego prego!’ and everyone was dressed is traditional Italian clothing. I sat down and ordered a caffe lungo and proceeded to study the menu.
Turns out there were meal options and so I chose Meal B which consisted of an appertiser, soup and pasta. The appertiser was a delicious chicken salad, the soup was clam chowder and I chose a meat pasta with a marinara sauce.
It was all delicious but by the end I knew I had to walk it off as I was going out with Gene and her friends that night to celebrate a 60th birthday.
The walk back to the apartment need mot have taken more than 40mins but I do have so much fun wandering. I also stopped a couple of times to see if I could hire a scooter but no luck.
There is so much to see as you walk along the streets and while it is hot and humid the weather is rather nice and such a change from winter back home.
By the time I arrived back at the apartment I definitely needed a shower and then it was time to go out for dinner.
Where we went was Gene’s favourite restaurant and the food was amazing.
Gene’s friends made me very welcome and the conversations and stories were wonderful.
Gene and her friend Dawn organised everything and the meal started with wine and a selection of entrées that we shared including one that was cheese and grilled watermelon. I know, who would have thought but it was actually very nice.
Next the mains came out and I was recommended the pork with grilled pineapple and pineapple chutney. Wow! It went down well.
After that we enjoyed a selection of shared desserts. The creme bruille and lemon tart were just heaven.
With full stomachs and still laughing from stories of teenage hi-jinx we were homeward bound.