JET concert at Fort Canning

I know I am a little late with this entry, and what should have been a concert that took place last month, is still freshly etched in my mind, as though it was just yesterday.
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I know I am a little late with this entry, and what should have been a concert that took place last month, is still freshly etched in my mind, as though it was just yesterday.
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We went to a boat party on Saturday, one of those with themes, where everyone dresses up in costume, such as witches, vampires, ghosts and ghouls.
It was mostly the expat set that the party was catered to, and for a moment it felt like one of those mad uni parties I used to attend down under. Of course, this was more of an international crowd (by ‘international’ I mean more nationalities than just Aussies.)
We hopped on the boat at the Marina South Pier, which is impossible to get to; unless you have a car, want to pay for the cab ride there, or manage to find the feeder bus to take you there. Read the rest of this entry »
Travelling to a different city always yields tales that seem otherworldly from the transient.
So while I could tell you that I ate frogs’ legs, shot from guns, almost got lost in a maze of underground tunnels, sat in a sampan for hours and almost drowned in the Mekong while dozing off, got carsick for the first time, stayed in a posh hotel suite (entirely with no intentions of doing so), sat on a motorcycle with two other people (with no side car), got offered dog meat and the list goes on.
But what I will say that is that I finally discovered the mystery of the plumbing system.
When I still a really poor student in uni staying in a hostel (which was not too long ago), I had two other housemates, a Vietnamese girl L and a Japanese girl M. Read the rest of this entry »