Tuesday, June 22, 2010

The Afternoon at the Garuda Training Centre

Dear Diary,

It's me again. This time i am probably going to try staying sober while writing this entry. Although the mere thought of the 3 hour ride getting there in a weather that can fry eggs on the roadside without fire and an air-con that can't exactly blow much wind out (hot or cold, it does not matter) makes me want to reach for a glass of single malt whisky.

Of course who can predict the Jakarta traffic or (machet in Bahasa Indon) would have also struck lottery and probably fly more often than drive in Indonesia.

I need to only take one picture to show you how bad it is. Other pictures are just repetitive and serve the same course.

When we finally did arrive though, thank god they prepared us with some refreshments.

Have you seen this fruit before? Its called a "Salak". Tastewise, it is rather crunchy, dry and sweet. Saw it for sale the other day at Jaya Grocer (I have been spending way too much time there).
Luckily, they didn't ask us to take a dip in the rather murky green pool since we complained about the heat from the minute we got in. Interestingly, we managed to catch the final seconds of a demonstration where the trainees had jumped in the pool and were cam-whoring with their towels. Hope one of them reads my blog and send me photos.

The first stop of the "tour" was straight to the training ground for the air-stewardess and air stewards. Its quite cool, their standard is apparently quite good and other airlines send their staff over here for training too.

The air-con for the training room was rather refreshing and cooling. So we barged in, snap photos like the paparazzi, stayed awhile giving them extra pressure and for the guys, a bit of sight seeing too. Well i don't know but the girls weren't that "hot". Nowadays, the hot ones rather go into modelling or just become an old man's mistress.

Dear Diary, in some ways i actually appreciate the fact that i am married and i don't have to think about chasing girls anymore.

"Damn stressing, this bunch of fellows here"
"Aiyoh, what was the first line again? Good morning sir, can i see your passport first or your ticket first ar?"

From the classroom we went into a life size plane segment to see them train!

Too bad they didn't let us sit down and be served.

Their accommodation isn't too shabby either. Its on a twin sharing basis and looked pretty clean and decent too!

We also caught a live demo as to how one should react when there's a need for evacuation. I was hoping i get hold of the two videos; one courtesy of the bloggers and one of the original. Remind me because it was darn funny i tell ya.

Do we have to slide down from up here? Thankfully no. Phew.

After the sight seeing, we were bought into the stimulator room. Er, i mean simulator room. At one point, some of us couldn't really figure out whether it was simulator or stimulator. Dear Diary, these days ar, the people england really powderful.

Oh, its simulator la.

At first we thought flying the simulator would be as easy as ABC and we would be having a chance to fly the thing.

Look at the buttons. Everything also have to press as if you were a pilot, you know. Sadly it was a demo too but we requested for a crash and the cockpit did shake quite violently. No injuries or deaths though.

Hey, is this how you fly this thing? Aiyah, on auto pilot already? Cheh. Cis Bedabah.

Before you knew it, it was time to go home, i mean back to hotel. Time to relax and have a good dinner.

Off we go back home. Another priceless experience that only dear diary can read and see, not available to the public live viewing!

While leaving the place, we spotted another aeroplane! An old Air-Force One used by one of the ex Presidents. I wonder how does the Malaysian one looks like?


Dear Diary, i got to say it is not easy to become a food blogger covering this kind of events you know. Always thought how hard could it be to write like a lifestyle blogger, just vomit out lots of pictures, make sure got girls and abit of skin, write abit here and there then should be alright. Sigh, my pictures all no girls, got girls but all clothed from head to toe, quite the failure.

Looks like i will stick back to food blogging from now on.


Nevertheless, one should always learn to innovate, so Garuda if you are reading this, i am still game for another trip ok?

Thanks to Garuda Indonesia Malaysia (meaning the Garuda Indonesia office in Malaysia) for hosting us there and of course all the friendly people at Garuda Indonesia, Jakarta for bearing with us crazy camera clicking bloggers!


J said...

Haha.. Such daredevils you all are - requesting for a crash! :)
(Hey, not bad wat your "lifestyle blog" type post.... but yeah, I guess more hot girls and maybe some hot guys too would have been nice... :P)

"Joe" who is constantly craving said...

j: well its just a simulator haha..

Sean said...

sitting in a cockpit still seems like a very rare opportunity ... even though it's not a real plane, usually only pilot trainees get to use the simulator, right?
ermm, yes, there really needs to be more eye candy in this post :D

"Joe" who is constantly craving said...

sean: unfortunately..no eye candy la..somehow never had the knack for taking people pictures..

iamthewitch said...

So many buttons and controls in the cockpit simulator! Someone must need some extra good memory to remember all the functions eh? LOL!

"Joe" who is constantly craving said...

iamthewitch: thats y they get paid so much as a pilot!

Lyrical Lemongrass said...

I like salak, but try keeping it a few days at home and it smells really rancid. Bleh.

"Joe" who is constantly craving said...

ll: i ate and thank god didnt tapau!

qwazymonkey said...

yeah, agreed. Quite fail lo. Stick to your food blogging bizness and show us some tempting salivating pictures instead. Can show us all the skin in the world too... KFC chicken skin, peking duck skin, Suckling pig skin... haha

"Joe" who is constantly craving said...

qm: yeah man, tell me abt it, i got pig skin coming soon!