Arggggg 2 days, my patience is wearing thin. I can't take it anymore. I want holiday now! I'm like that obnoxious, impatient kid who can't wait till Christmas morning to unwrap his presents...
Stopped off at the Loading Bay yesterday evening for a coffee before heading to Pierre's new flat. While I was there, I thought I'd see how the Friends of the LB Wall was coming along. So far so good. Phase one is complete and all the tiles are up. However, there is more to come; according to JP they're also going to put up some cool lighting to accentuate the feature.
Pierre invited us to his new flat for dinner last night. The flat is this massive, art deco gem hidden in the middle of the hustle and bustle of the city. It's incredibly spacious and is perfect for hosting indoor soccer and action cricket games...In case you were wondering, that was just a joke, Pierre probably wouldn't mind (bless his kind, generous heart), but I just wrote that for effect to illustrate how much space there is.
Pierre lives an incredible life following the sun, spending 6 months here in, the summer of Cape Town dealing in real estate at Morning Star Properties and the rest of the year in Ibiza chartering his boat to holiday-goers seeking a good time. If you find yourself ever in the need of finding property in the Cape or in need of a boat ride in Ibiza ; his friendly, professional approach is a refreshing change from the normal, clinical manner that is apparent in this day and age.
I aspire to travel more and to call many prime locations around the world my home. Hopefully one day it'll be a reality, but again I grow impatient...
Showing posts with label Loading Bay. Show all posts
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Thursday, December 18, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
For our Friends
Yay. It's official I'm a friend of the Loading Bay. The LB, as I like to call it, has come up with an awesome concept of putting up a wall in the store dedicated to its loyal customers. Basically they've cordoned off a section of their wall and are putting up some tiles with the names of a few selected individuals engraved on them. There's a small fee that you have to pay, but it basically pays for itself as you get 10 free cups of coffee and discounts off everything for life...not to mention covering the cost of the tile itself.
I think the wall is limited to about 50 tiles at the moment and I'm one of the few that have reserved to be immortalized in the LB's Friends Wall. Watch this space because they always seem to come up with some new and exciting ideas.
Speaking of great idea,s they held a Lebanese themed evening last night, which show cased an all Lebanese food menu. Very interesting and very tasty too, I love trying new, different types of food and thoroughly enjoyed it. I think they've come up with this thing, where every Wednesday is a different theme and I've heard rumours of a champagne and crayfish evening...you'll bet your bottom dollar that I'll be there for that one.
After the LB, I went to FTV (what's with all the abbreviations in today's post) to thank the management team for their kind offer. After, I think, Marius read my post about how I'm a sad loser and never really celebrate my birthday; he sent a message to say that FTV would like to help me celebrate this Friday - sadly it was a little bit too short notice to get friends to attend. But in any case, I'm sure that FTV will be a great place to party this weekend - with or without me (I may suffer from delusions of granduar but I'm certainly not going to claim that I'm the life of any party). Thanks for the message though, much appreciated.
I think the wall is limited to about 50 tiles at the moment and I'm one of the few that have reserved to be immortalized in the LB's Friends Wall. Watch this space because they always seem to come up with some new and exciting ideas.
Speaking of great idea,s they held a Lebanese themed evening last night, which show cased an all Lebanese food menu. Very interesting and very tasty too, I love trying new, different types of food and thoroughly enjoyed it. I think they've come up with this thing, where every Wednesday is a different theme and I've heard rumours of a champagne and crayfish evening...you'll bet your bottom dollar that I'll be there for that one.
After the LB, I went to FTV (what's with all the abbreviations in today's post) to thank the management team for their kind offer. After, I think, Marius read my post about how I'm a sad loser and never really celebrate my birthday; he sent a message to say that FTV would like to help me celebrate this Friday - sadly it was a little bit too short notice to get friends to attend. But in any case, I'm sure that FTV will be a great place to party this weekend - with or without me (I may suffer from delusions of granduar but I'm certainly not going to claim that I'm the life of any party). Thanks for the message though, much appreciated.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Gentlemans Quaterly
Woohoo! As I got home from yet another long day of work, I was pleasantly surprised to find my new edition of GQ in the post (for once it wasn’t some stupid utility bill). With the jaw-droppingly, gloriously gorgeous Alessandra Ambrosio on the front cover…I’m pretty darn sure there was some text headlining the content, but for whatever reason my mind seems to be drawing blank…
Anyways 40 pages into my GQ, who should I see than mister GQ himself, my mate JP Bolus! While the rest of us mere-mortals struggle and have the need to develop our “personalities” to compensate for our rather average looks (not that he lacks in the personality department either mind you), the recognition of this stylish, overly good-looking gentleman; seems to have extended from his female fan club to even the media…the man can do no wrong.
However don’t be fooled! Behind the cool exterior is a seriously driven, individual and one of the hardest working guys I know, pop by the Loading Bay to see for yourselves. Whether it be designing the shop layout (together with his sister Lauren, an architect, the two designed the Loading Bay by themselves), teaching the baristas how to make the perfect cappuccino, or helping to choose some stylish threads; the guy is always there working hard, ensuring that every detail is taken care of and that everything is running smoothly.
The Loading Bay is going from strength to strength, with the page in the GQ well deserved. Kudos on a job well done, brother!
Anyways 40 pages into my GQ, who should I see than mister GQ himself, my mate JP Bolus! While the rest of us mere-mortals struggle and have the need to develop our “personalities” to compensate for our rather average looks (not that he lacks in the personality department either mind you), the recognition of this stylish, overly good-looking gentleman; seems to have extended from his female fan club to even the media…the man can do no wrong.
However don’t be fooled! Behind the cool exterior is a seriously driven, individual and one of the hardest working guys I know, pop by the Loading Bay to see for yourselves. Whether it be designing the shop layout (together with his sister Lauren, an architect, the two designed the Loading Bay by themselves), teaching the baristas how to make the perfect cappuccino, or helping to choose some stylish threads; the guy is always there working hard, ensuring that every detail is taken care of and that everything is running smoothly.
The Loading Bay is going from strength to strength, with the page in the GQ well deserved. Kudos on a job well done, brother!
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Restaurant Hopping is the New Pub Crawling
Normally, one tends to sleep in or nurse a serious hangover, as is accustomed facing the aftermath of a crazy, Friday night. But not me. My mate Ernst and I became tired of wasting away Saturday mornings and began a ritualistic Saturday morning coffee at a new coffee spot each week to get the weekend started, from there, a few more people joined and a few more, and yet a few more...it has grown to such an extent that it is now its own entity and is called the Saturday Morning Cape Town Coffee Club. Saturday morning coffee has become so important to me that I often even forfeit a night out on the town just so I can be fresh and ready for the morning.
This morning I had a particularly early start to the day, as I was assigned the task of picking up some stunt pads for Paul and Action Dan from the Linex Yamaha in Roeland Street...and here I thought they only sold motorcycles.
Paul and Action Dan, by the way have every, boys dream job. Being involved in the production of stunts for motion pictures, they get to travel, blow stuff up, throw themselves off of high buildings, and generally do crazy things that every person wishes they could do...for a living. The first time I met Dan he approached me randomly in the gym and asked if I wanted to be in a movie, he said the name of the movie was Tunnel Rats...I dunno about you? But at first, it sounded like it could have been a dodgy porn film. If there was a strange, blonde, good-looking, British dude asking if you wanted to be in a movie involving "Tunnels", what would you think?
He said he was desperately looking for Vietnamese looking characters for a movie based on the Vietnam War. And being oriental, I guess I fit the bill. As he explained, what it was all about; I thought I'd take a chance, take down his number and give him a call. I mean what did I have to lose?...Actually don't answer that! I sussed Tunnel Rats out on IMDB and the rest as they say is history. Action Dan and Paul, whom I also met on set, have since become good mates.
After picking up the pads, I had a hectic day of running around and catching up with people. It started at Saturday coffee, where two of my best friends Tracy and Natalie, whom I've not seen since my move back to Cape Town decided to join coffee club for the first time.
Tracy and Natalie, are both from Port Elizabeth (PE), a place I called home for 10 years. Tracy was a few years ahead of me in high school, and Natalie I met randomly on a plane ride from Cape Town to PE, I helped her with her bags as we boarded, and turned out she was a year ahead of me at the Junior school I went to, but I had just missed her as I started there the year she left. Small world huh? And so, on the plane ride home, we just clicked.
Next, I was off to Gourmet Burger, or the GB as I'd like to call it, to meet an old mate and ex-colleague from Korbitec, Afzal. GB has some of the best burgers in town, served any way you like, with some inventive combinations to choose from, it's also Halaal in case you ever need to entertain some Muslim mates. As far as I know there are now three GBs, the original one is situated on the side street next to Cavendish Square, one on Long Street and a new one which has just opened in Cavendish Square. Since there was no chance of me sitting in a mall after spending a year of running around servicing every Clicks store, in every mall across the country, we opted for the side street original.
We reminisced the glory days at Korbitec, and as we finished up our burgers realized there were no desserts on the menu. I guess when they say they focus on burgers, they weren't kidding. It's odd not to have dessert on the menu but focus is good and we couldn't complain since they do, do their burgers well! It also gave us a chance to cruise around for a dessert spot. We ended up at the Milky Lane, I've not been to a Milky Lane in years! And ordered a Chocolate Brownie Sundae, man it's sweet!...quite literally and figuratively!
Coming down from my sugar high, and getting ready for two birthday parties this evening I doubt my day could get any better...good food...good friends...who could ask for more?
This morning I had a particularly early start to the day, as I was assigned the task of picking up some stunt pads for Paul and Action Dan from the Linex Yamaha in Roeland Street...and here I thought they only sold motorcycles.
Paul and Action Dan, by the way have every, boys dream job. Being involved in the production of stunts for motion pictures, they get to travel, blow stuff up, throw themselves off of high buildings, and generally do crazy things that every person wishes they could do...for a living. The first time I met Dan he approached me randomly in the gym and asked if I wanted to be in a movie, he said the name of the movie was Tunnel Rats...I dunno about you? But at first, it sounded like it could have been a dodgy porn film. If there was a strange, blonde, good-looking, British dude asking if you wanted to be in a movie involving "Tunnels", what would you think?
He said he was desperately looking for Vietnamese looking characters for a movie based on the Vietnam War. And being oriental, I guess I fit the bill. As he explained, what it was all about; I thought I'd take a chance, take down his number and give him a call. I mean what did I have to lose?...Actually don't answer that! I sussed Tunnel Rats out on IMDB and the rest as they say is history. Action Dan and Paul, whom I also met on set, have since become good mates.
After picking up the pads, I had a hectic day of running around and catching up with people. It started at Saturday coffee, where two of my best friends Tracy and Natalie, whom I've not seen since my move back to Cape Town decided to join coffee club for the first time.
Tracy and Natalie, are both from Port Elizabeth (PE), a place I called home for 10 years. Tracy was a few years ahead of me in high school, and Natalie I met randomly on a plane ride from Cape Town to PE, I helped her with her bags as we boarded, and turned out she was a year ahead of me at the Junior school I went to, but I had just missed her as I started there the year she left. Small world huh? And so, on the plane ride home, we just clicked.
Next, I was off to Gourmet Burger, or the GB as I'd like to call it, to meet an old mate and ex-colleague from Korbitec, Afzal. GB has some of the best burgers in town, served any way you like, with some inventive combinations to choose from, it's also Halaal in case you ever need to entertain some Muslim mates. As far as I know there are now three GBs, the original one is situated on the side street next to Cavendish Square, one on Long Street and a new one which has just opened in Cavendish Square. Since there was no chance of me sitting in a mall after spending a year of running around servicing every Clicks store, in every mall across the country, we opted for the side street original.
We reminisced the glory days at Korbitec, and as we finished up our burgers realized there were no desserts on the menu. I guess when they say they focus on burgers, they weren't kidding. It's odd not to have dessert on the menu but focus is good and we couldn't complain since they do, do their burgers well! It also gave us a chance to cruise around for a dessert spot. We ended up at the Milky Lane, I've not been to a Milky Lane in years! And ordered a Chocolate Brownie Sundae, man it's sweet!...quite literally and figuratively!
Coming down from my sugar high, and getting ready for two birthday parties this evening I doubt my day could get any better...good food...good friends...who could ask for more?
Am I Too Corporate?
I had a great start to the day; celebrating an early morning, birthday coffee with Lauren at the Loading Bay; which is fast becoming one of my favourite coffee hang outs. And from the seems of things also one of my coffee clubs (started by myself, Ernst and Ducassa Nova a.k.a The Bevanator), having our third Loading Bay visit in the space of 5 weeks.
The cappuccinos and the Lebanese style breakfast's such as the Manouche, flat bread filled with some delectable filling are awesome and keep me coming. Although I'm beginning to wonder if the same reasons could be said for the ladies in our club...In fact, I would not be a surprised should a "JP Bolus Fan Club" group appear on Facebook, with a large contingency of members making up the "Sat Morning CT Coffee" group too.
One thing I've certainly noticed at my new job is how relaxed things are on Kloof Street compared to in Jozi. Today I wore some suit pants, a neat open collared shirt and my cool preppy, sleeveless, sweater vest; hardly anything out of the ordinary or over the top. If I had been working in the business hub of Sandton though, I would have been well under-dressed, with most people kitted out in power suits and double-cuff shirts!
But as I was walking down to get my after lunch espresso at the Vida near my offices; I noticed that there were some serious stares coming my way. At first I chalked it up to my sheer animal magnetism, but after some time I noticed that they weren't the good kind of stares..."Was my fly down?" I checked. "Nope", it wasn't. I then started to notice that most people were in jeans, flip-flops and at most formal, a t-shirt. More than appropriate business attire it seems in Cape Town. I quickly realized the reason I was getting evil-eyed was because of being completely over-dressed.
"Sweet"! After this week of impressing (you guessed right Victoria) the bosses with my snappy, conservative, and very corporate wear, I'm going to start rocking it out in something more casual.
The cappuccinos and the Lebanese style breakfast's such as the Manouche, flat bread filled with some delectable filling are awesome and keep me coming. Although I'm beginning to wonder if the same reasons could be said for the ladies in our club...In fact, I would not be a surprised should a "JP Bolus Fan Club" group appear on Facebook, with a large contingency of members making up the "Sat Morning CT Coffee" group too.
One thing I've certainly noticed at my new job is how relaxed things are on Kloof Street compared to in Jozi. Today I wore some suit pants, a neat open collared shirt and my cool preppy, sleeveless, sweater vest; hardly anything out of the ordinary or over the top. If I had been working in the business hub of Sandton though, I would have been well under-dressed, with most people kitted out in power suits and double-cuff shirts!
But as I was walking down to get my after lunch espresso at the Vida near my offices; I noticed that there were some serious stares coming my way. At first I chalked it up to my sheer animal magnetism, but after some time I noticed that they weren't the good kind of stares..."Was my fly down?" I checked. "Nope", it wasn't. I then started to notice that most people were in jeans, flip-flops and at most formal, a t-shirt. More than appropriate business attire it seems in Cape Town. I quickly realized the reason I was getting evil-eyed was because of being completely over-dressed.
"Sweet"! After this week of impressing (you guessed right Victoria) the bosses with my snappy, conservative, and very corporate wear, I'm going to start rocking it out in something more casual.
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