Wednesday, February 15, 2006
I Want To Ride My Bicycle...
Usual early start again today and another bike ride to Rasa Ria (it actually turned out to be our last one...). As Nick and I cycled off we saw Vicky talking to a local woman standing by the road and she called out that a bus to Rasa Ria would be along soon. After a couple of minutes cycling we looked back but couldn't see Vicky. We waited but after a few minutes we assumed that she'd decided to get the bus too. We didn't blame her! So we carried on. Almost at Rasa Ria I was following Nick when I heard a loud crack and saw Nick swerve and almost crash his bike. One of his pedals had broken off!
Twenty minutes later we see Vicky "pedalling" into the staff area - but BOTH of her pedals had broken off and she was just using the metal spindles!! Straight onto the phone to Naima of course - she said they'd try to replace the plastic pedals with metal ones asap...
For the rest of my day, just more watering & weeding. Apart from the feeding sessions watching the orangutans it feels like a waste of time being here.
To cap it all, at the Coffee Terrace at lunchtime we were told that we would all have to pay for our own meals from now on. That was not what we had been told by Albert, so we made another call to Naima and she said she'd try to sort it all out. By the time it came to paying the bill there was still an issue so we handed the phone to the waitress and asked her to talk to Naima about it. Finally sorted out, or so we thought...
Later that afternoon one of the Rangers told us that they'd been at a staff meeting a little earlier and the subject of us getting "free" lunches at the Coffee Terrace had come up on the agenda and that all of the staff had been told to make sure we pay for our meals. Here we go again we thought. Another few phone calls and the mix-up had been hopefully been sorted out once and for all.
All of us are struggling to say motivated at work with so many logistical problems and hassles going on. But a good way to forge a strong team maybe?!
By now I was just looking forward to seeing my daughter Francesca who was arriving at Rasa Ria for a holiday with her mum starting this afternoon. So after work i went looking for her. After getting no reply from their room I soon found them strolling on beach. Big hugs! Had a swim in the pool with Fran, not strictly allowed for "staff" but out of uniform it was easy for me to blend in with the other guests. Later we met up with Nick and Vicky and we sat chatting and bitching about our situation as the sun went down.
Great sunset tonight...
Bikes not fixed yet, so Hotel laid on a shuttle bus back to the room, then it was dinner at Transit.
Another hot night. Not getting any easier to sleep...
Twenty minutes later we see Vicky "pedalling" into the staff area - but BOTH of her pedals had broken off and she was just using the metal spindles!! Straight onto the phone to Naima of course - she said they'd try to replace the plastic pedals with metal ones asap...For the rest of my day, just more watering & weeding. Apart from the feeding sessions watching the orangutans it feels like a waste of time being here.
To cap it all, at the Coffee Terrace at lunchtime we were told that we would all have to pay for our own meals from now on. That was not what we had been told by Albert, so we made another call to Naima and she said she'd try to sort it all out. By the time it came to paying the bill there was still an issue so we handed the phone to the waitress and asked her to talk to Naima about it. Finally sorted out, or so we thought...
Later that afternoon one of the Rangers told us that they'd been at a staff meeting a little earlier and the subject of us getting "free" lunches at the Coffee Terrace had come up on the agenda and that all of the staff had been told to make sure we pay for our meals. Here we go again we thought. Another few phone calls and the mix-up had been hopefully been sorted out once and for all.
All of us are struggling to say motivated at work with so many logistical problems and hassles going on. But a good way to forge a strong team maybe?!
By now I was just looking forward to seeing my daughter Francesca who was arriving at Rasa Ria for a holiday with her mum starting this afternoon. So after work i went looking for her. After getting no reply from their room I soon found them strolling on beach. Big hugs! Had a swim in the pool with Fran, not strictly allowed for "staff" but out of uniform it was easy for me to blend in with the other guests. Later we met up with Nick and Vicky and we sat chatting and bitching about our situation as the sun went down.
Great sunset tonight...
Bikes not fixed yet, so Hotel laid on a shuttle bus back to the room, then it was dinner at Transit.
Another hot night. Not getting any easier to sleep...
// posted by storri @ 11:55 pm 
