Good times for a change

The company organised a trip to APB for us the other day. Felt like an excursion! Taking the chartered bus, listening to the girls chatter nonstop. The tour was very interesting as the guide talked us through the brief history of APB, some background on beer-making, bottling and stuff. The best part though, which everyone was waiting for, was going to The Tavern, where the APB staff hang out and drink themselves silly for free, after office hours of course. And we, the privileged guests were treated to endless rounds of fresh, ice cold beer - Tiger, Erdinger, Guiness, etc.

The Tavern is such a nice place. The decor was so English i felt like i was in a little football bar somewhere in England (duh). Without the football hooligans, we had to fill in that role, not without the nicest fusball table i've ever seen, and a bunch of screaming people being on the Corona Bottles FC and the Lime Wedges United.



See the Arsenal flag behind Joey? Ha. That's Joey in yellow, and Cheryl in white. This old man, he approached us and asked if he could take a picture with us on his camera, so that when he went back to England, he could show it to people, and if they ask "Who're these girls?" He would fake sadness and say,"Hai. Don't talk about it". WHAT THE FUCK?!! Haha. We found that so cute we obliged. And even took shots with our own cameras.



Cheryl thought we were drunk (that's me and Jiza), so she took this picture blur to prove her point. No. Actually, it's just Cheryl. She had to be drunk.