The Best Hotel Training School

The Best Hotel Training School

Someone asked me the other day, which is the best hotel training school in the world?

Honestly, I could not give an immediate answer. I pondered over the question for many days.

There are many well-known hotel training schools, academies, universities around the globe.

All these well known institution requires tons of money to enrol and graduate. Yet, all you have to show is a piece of paper after graduation plus a few months of internship in a hotel.

And there are the school of hard knocks. You work from the bottom to the top plus night school for the academics.

My best, no, my awesome hotel training I received was with Club Med.

Yes, Club Med.

I was a G.O (Gentil Organisateur). An employee. An Ambassador of the Club Med spirit and it’s 5 values – Kindness, Freedom, Responsibility, Pioneer, Multiculturalism.

How many of you can recite your current or previous company’s values now?

I cannot but I can recite Club Med’s

The experienced that the Club Med values gave was surreal.

It taught me true compassion expects no rewards or recognition, the freedom to express, the responsibility to be myself, the courage to be a pioneer in my individual ideas & creativity and the ability to live, work and respect a united nations of languages and religions.

I am what I am because of Club Med.

An ex-G.O once said, “We Are, We Were and Will Always Be a G.O”

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KM Duathlon

KM Duathlon

KM Duathlon.

Billed as the most challenging distance in Singapore: a 10km run-40km bike-10km run aka KM60. For those not inclined to challenge the KM60, there is a half distance category of 5km-20km-5km aka KM30.

The two distances are ‘doable’ for most endurance athletes especially seasoned triathletes. So what is the fuss that is running and riding around social media on KM Duathlon?

The Entry Fee.

For an individual participant, the charge now is at SGP$213. There are the two-participant relay at SGP$418 and the Team Challenge at SGP$163 per participant.

Highway robbery, you might want to call it. For a Duathlon race, these prices are not heard of or seen in the circuit within Singapore. Cries of boycott by many athletes and a demand for an explanation on the high cost are heard.

The organisers have indicated that the goodie bag for participants are worth SGP$250 which includes a branded compression top and sports insurance. I hope they have discounted the useless discount vouchers that tends to fill the bag. They must ensure the finishers’ medal is unique (as good as the Ironman races) and worth the cost and effort.

Post-race services mentioned includes full-body massages, chilled towels, light bikes and cold beer. I hope these are complimentary to justify the high entry fee. I know some would say, why a cold beer after a strenuous race? Well, I for one (and I am sure many other beer lovers) are not complaining as long as it is complimentary.

I am a freaking mad endurance athlete that competes in approx. 22 races per year. From charity runs to triathlons to Ironman races both locally and overseas. I am intrigue by the many comments I have read on KM Duathlon. Most of them negative due to the high fees. The more I read, the further I am intrigued. Intrigued by the interest this event have generated and most importantly intrigued at the number of endurance athletes we have in Singapore who are hungry for more races.

KM Duathlon IS expensive but I am finally game come July 20, 2014.

Why?

Because there is an ocean, a road and a run trail to explore.

Cycling For The Less Fortunate – A Charity Bike ‘N’ Blade 2014

Cycling For The Less Fortunate - A Charity Bike 'N' Blade 2014

60km + 160km = 220km

Imagine – ascending to 1500m in altitude over a distance of 60km and the very next day cycling 160km over challenging terrain in Ipoh, Malaysia.

If you have an average fitness and have the means, it would be a piece of cake. Almost anyone can do it.

Now imagine – you are an average fit person but do not have the means – poor nutrition, lack of equipment and lack of support.

Can you complete the distance?

In our world, we have a group of people who are less fortunate than us. People who have no loved ones, not enough food, no proper bed to sleep, not a clean shirt on their back and we see them almost everyday.

We are all guilty of turning an eye and yet we tell ourselves, we should have done something.

What have you actually done for them?

I am taking my love for the bicycle to raise funds for these less fortunate people. People who were once loved and cared for and now being ‘discarded’ by society.

All I asked is for you to sacrifice SIN$5 dollars or more (give up your Starbucks for today!) and donate to my cause. For your kind donations, I will rise and ride with pride knowing you have my back and the back of those you are giving – The Salvation Army.

My target is to raise SIN$2,000 by August 20, 2014.

For more info and to donate:

http://www.giveasia.org/s/t5mie

Many thanks for your kind generosity and God Bless!

Death By Water

Death By Water

On Sunday, 26 December 2004, the Asian Tsunami struck.

I was in the Maldives. I survived. A calamity that I do not want to remember well.

I was overseeing two resorts. One was rebuilt a year later and the other closed permanently.

I stayed for two months after the tsunami, assisting in search & recovery and re-building the lives of my staff and their families.

I arrived home, clutching a black garbage bag filled with my possessions.

10 years have passed. Any article on natural disasters would trigger a distant memory of the day it happened or it’s anniversary. It saddens me.

I thought about the people that was with me, who survived, and what they are doing now.

By chance, I met an ex-member of my key staff last week, who was with me on that fateful day. 10 years ago.

We were instantly ‘transported’ back to the year 2004.

It was a joy and a tearful reunion.

Domi – thank you for giving us hope, faith and the reason to survive. You were indeed a pillar of strength when we were all weak with fear. Your humour during the times of need was the food to our souls and well-being. It kept us alive on that fateful Boxing Day.