A Sunday Walk

I can't remember the name of the park suddenly. I am very scattered brain lately. It was a almost late afternoon walk and I nearly died from the heat.

I love trees. I just don't hug them.

Reflections at Bukit Chandu.

Looking pissed because someone called him to ask him something regarding work on Sunday.

Crackers

I made it to the closing of the Singapore Arts Festival. I am glad that I made it there. It was a plenty of fun. A whole lot louder than the usual firework displays. Plenty of smoke too! The last time we were just beneath fireworks was many many years ago on a certain New Year's eve at the Esplanade. Was it our first new year's eve together? I can't really remember now.. could be the second one.

The photos do not tell you how much fun we had... I have seen some really awesome photos taken on that night, amazing! Think those dudes were on the nearby HDB block.
The website has quite a nice video

Note to Self

Find time and go out and take some photos already!

Reads

I have this book sitting on my shelf for a while now. I always choose my books according to moods. I am in the mood for some adventure and hence this book. I love train rides, and I do feel that it is the most romantic way to travel. Sitting by the window, looking out at the the changing landscapes, if it gets boring I will read and read some more. I would have done the Trans Siberian Rail from Beijing all the way to Russia this year, if I was more fit and not in the condition that I am in now... I like short rides and I like long rides, I like those old trains and I like those super fast ones.

I had this train set when I was really young, think I shared it with my brother, and I would spend hours with it. Building the rail tracks and see the train go round and round. It smoked too! I didn't know how to make it smoke, I needed my mum to help me with that.

I am almost halfway through the book, so far I like it. Paul Theroux can be pretty funny and sometimes he come across as a little intolerant. He wrote mainly about what happened on the trains, and touched very little of the places he went through or visited, so if you are looking for something like a travelogue, this isn't really for you.

I suppose this book is for trainspotters.

Charity Run

I can't remember the last time I had to wake up at 5.30 in the morning. Surprisingly, I didn't feel too tired. So what on earth could anything or anyone make us get out of our super comfy bed on a Saturday morning?

A charity walk! See, The Husband is so enthusiastic about it, he matched his walking outfit with his shoes!

I almost forgot how pleasantly quiet it is this early in the morning. I may just get up this early just to see the colour changes in the sky. It reminds me of my school days and my hotel working days. Morning shifts start at seven and I had to catch the first bus to work. Other than having to get up at about 4.45am, it was mostly pleasant. I had to catch the first bus in order to be at work on time. Most of the time, it is near empty and zero traffic jams. Actually, I do still have time to spare, I just like getting to work earlier, do the hand over from colleagues so that they can go back at 7am sharp. I start work at 7am when I work as a preschool teacher too. I like being there earlier to open up the windows, settle down a little before the first kid arrives. Thinking back, I miss walking to work, listening to my music. I am even early during school days, I get to school at about 7am or a little earlier than that. I like just chilling out with some of my classmates, settle down a little before the morning assembly. From school days to work days, I have the habit of having a nice hot shower then read the papers with my breakfast. Even now, the first thing I do is shower, then breakfast and papers. See, I really like my routines.

It was pretty fun, walking for 5km along East Coast Park. It was supposed to be 10km, I doubt I would be able to do it now, maybe a few months ago, but definitely not now. There was a nice sea breeze and it was great to feel the morning sun in my face. It was a good thing the walk started at 8am, taking about an hour. I wouldn't think I would feel too great with the 10am sun in my face. It was really hot that day!

I came up with the brilliant idea of patronising my former classmate's noodle stall in Whampoa. We have talked about paying him a visit for ages, so on that, together with 2 other classmates, we headed down to the stall. Mai siao siao okay, his stall is huge. It takes up 2 lots and there was a queue. It is nice to see him again, and a little strange seeing him cook. But man, I do feel happy for him. He look happily busy. He was too busy talk, he wasn't able to take a breather with a constant queue of hungry customers breathing down his neck. I forgot to take a photo! I could have done a little advertising for him here. His noodles are good, very al dente!

Posh Bread

I really think my brother loves me.

Because he bought me 2 loaves of very posh Kyoto bread. I will not reveal how much it cost because it may make you jump out of your skin. I know I did when he told me.

I got to admit it, it taste really good. Very sweet, so it isn't ideal for a savoury sandwich. It taste heavenly when toasted, and have it just like that. It is also as heavenly with some butter or jam.

I want a Bicycle

I want I want! A Funriki in champagne gold.

Been thinking about getting bikes for the longest time, I miss riding one and feeling the wind in my face. There is quite a bit of a bicycle track around my neighbourhood too. Having living in this area for near 3 years, there are still many parts that I am not familiar with.

Maybe the reason why I used to know my past neighbourhoods so well was because I used to cycle everywhere, everyday. I stopped cycling regularly as I grew older. What a shame, cycling is still so much fun to me.

Sadly the ones that I like are just too expensive. Still, no harm just looking right?