Singapore o' Seven
Monday, January 01, 2007
I know, I'm obscenely late and I'm crash blogging this because I have people hounding me for pictures (you know who you are!).
Regardless, here was my trip to Singapore with the merriest bunch of people around:
2007, ah! Breaking away from the usual monotony of reckless alcohol consumption to the point of liver failure and catching the spectacularly dazzling light show squished with a few other thousand reckless people in KL, we decided to... do the exact same thing, but in Singapore.
Our field trip started with a rushed breakfast:
Breakfast at Kluang Station, 1u. It's way too early in the morning, really.
Which eventually moved on to the bus ride with Aeroline line. And mind you, these were pictures of us before they served us lunch (i.e. one poor, miserably lonesome pie) that smelled surprisingly lovely but ended up almost as edible as last week's dirty laundry.
Las chicas with the Aeroline bus. Obviously too many cameras were going off at once.
Welcome to Singapore.
Being kids, we decided to take some memorable shots at the Clarke Quay (pronounced Clark Key) MRT... and also being kids, we couldn't hold still for long...
Clarke Quay MRT. Featuring Joo, Cina, Pau. Chris, Yees, Tzern and Leng.
Exploration before the night sets in:
Colorful shoes: match the shoes to the people!
Clarke Quay bridge and our friend, The Timer.
Keng Cheow St: we thought the street sign was cute :P
It's not even the 31st but we decided to get a head start at Brewerkz!
On the way to Brewerkz. Trivia: the pillar Tzern is propped up on is pointy. Very pointy.
Alcoholic fun at Brewerkz. Some of us had a little more fun at MOS after ;)
Cheers!
The party (or most of it) laugh, tripped and stumbled its way to MOS. The R&B room was SO congested people were just bouncing on the spot to pass whatever they were doing off as some funky sort of dancing. Wade Robson would've cried bloody tears, really. Well, the music was practically deafening so between not tripping from the heavy musk of sweat, explosive bass and five seconds away from literally tripping over someone elses' feet I guess it wasn't that bad :P
Although, the Retro room was fun... I honestly thought it wasn't so much the music as it was the psychedelic blinking fluorescent floor lights :D
Skipping ahead to the next night (past the Orchard Road crawl through the afternoon), six brave soldiers climbed on board the G-Max to have some good, clean fun. Naturally, I wasn't one of the six. In my defense, wearing a skirt and being bounced up and down several feet high up in the air would've been... an eyesore :P
G-Max crew. Group 1: Chris, Leng and Pau. Group 2: Phaiky, Tzern and Cina.
Before. I can't actual post the panic shots or they will kill me.
After. Kudos! They made it :D
We took the boat to dinner, because we're stylish like that. Not to mention uber tourists.
The least fuzziest of the fuzzy shots.
I thought the massive people jam in KL was BAD... but boy, the crowd at the Esplanade puts KL to shame. It was the longest (and slowest... and ickiest... and most unpleasantly pungent...) walk to dinner at Via Mar.
By the way, Via Mar turned out to be a terrible, terrible place to eat. It rained halfway and they "couldn't" do anything with us. Yes, we had no umbrellas because apparently the management had a quota as to how many umbrellas could be set up... amazing, yes? It's the landed Titanic... except, we had no string quartet and could at least mooch free wine, beer and creme brulee while we were stranded and forced to loiter.
Anyway, shots at Via Mar:
Yees and Chris.
Boy, Mei, Pau and Phaiky.
Group picture! clockwise from top left: Cina, Sun, Phaiky, Tzern, Terry, Chris and Yees.
Oh gosh, and we had two guests!
Guess who?
It's Ed (Nephy) and Randi (Koss)! :D
Ed, Sean and Randi. Don't ask why Ed looks like a puffer fish. He didn't seem to like the other normal pictures of him :P
The countdown... well, there was none :P Just an abrupt "HAPPY NEW YEAR!" through the speakers and the boom of the fireworks thundering in the sky above us... which Tzern and Yees managed to catch through some trees:
There were more of course, but snapshots of 30 minutes of fireworks from between trees just doesn't cut it :P
Since the roads were pretty much closed to any sort of gasoline-powered vehicle, we had to walk back. We took the long way. Yep, the long walk back to Novotel... in painfully high heels:
Group picture on uhm, a bridge.
The girls. It's dark, but the flash was as helpful as throwing bucket of oil onto our faces.
It has been a long walk :P
The three flatscreens. LOL.
The tunnel.
I completely ruined our cool tunnel shot by sticking my hands out at some weird angle that... well, yeah. Bad.
Clarke Quay alive at night.
We eventually made it back... after Ed got slapped by Randi rather loudly (and this is his story to tell ;)) and nearly all the girls had no blood circulation to their feet.
The final day before we left back to KL (did I mention the air conditioner on our bus decided to croak midway and we had to open our mini sunroof?): glorious shots of people who lack sleep, coffee and food.
Probably another one of Terry's crazy theories... Asian women maybe?
Phaiky, Joo and Sun.
Tzern telling the cam what to do.
What the?!
Upside down: I do *not* know how to use a camera...
Modern art sculpture?
Speaking of sculptures, we went to check out the wire art exhibition on the Esplanade. All interpretations are subjective.
Wire-d people.
Wire-d: I blame Chris.
Speaking of Chris...
Strike a pose.
Finally, to wrap things up, I wanted to just dump random shots that didn't really go anywhere (because I'm too lazy to narrate "The Joys of Public Transportation"). However, since the post has already spiraled out of control, I'll save these for another time! :D Meaning... when my other pages come up... yeah.
I'll do my Bali trip some time this week. *yawn* It's time for bed and dreams of where we'll go this year ;)
I know, I'm obscenely late and I'm crash blogging this because I have people hounding me for pictures (you know who you are!).
Regardless, here was my trip to Singapore with the merriest bunch of people around:
*****
2007, ah! Breaking away from the usual monotony of reckless alcohol consumption to the point of liver failure and catching the spectacularly dazzling light show squished with a few other thousand reckless people in KL, we decided to... do the exact same thing, but in Singapore.
Our field trip started with a rushed breakfast:
Breakfast at Kluang Station, 1u. It's way too early in the morning, really.
Which eventually moved on to the bus ride with Aeroline line. And mind you, these were pictures of us before they served us lunch (i.e. one poor, miserably lonesome pie) that smelled surprisingly lovely but ended up almost as edible as last week's dirty laundry.
Las chicas with the Aeroline bus. Obviously too many cameras were going off at once.
Welcome to Singapore.
Being kids, we decided to take some memorable shots at the Clarke Quay (pronounced Clark Key) MRT... and also being kids, we couldn't hold still for long...
Clarke Quay MRT. Featuring Joo, Cina, Pau. Chris, Yees, Tzern and Leng.
Exploration before the night sets in:
Colorful shoes: match the shoes to the people!
Clarke Quay bridge and our friend, The Timer.
Keng Cheow St: we thought the street sign was cute :P
It's not even the 31st but we decided to get a head start at Brewerkz!
On the way to Brewerkz. Trivia: the pillar Tzern is propped up on is pointy. Very pointy.
Alcoholic fun at Brewerkz. Some of us had a little more fun at MOS after ;)
Cheers!
The party (or most of it) laugh, tripped and stumbled its way to MOS. The R&B room was SO congested people were just bouncing on the spot to pass whatever they were doing off as some funky sort of dancing. Wade Robson would've cried bloody tears, really. Well, the music was practically deafening so between not tripping from the heavy musk of sweat, explosive bass and five seconds away from literally tripping over someone elses' feet I guess it wasn't that bad :P
Although, the Retro room was fun... I honestly thought it wasn't so much the music as it was the psychedelic blinking fluorescent floor lights :D
Skipping ahead to the next night (past the Orchard Road crawl through the afternoon), six brave soldiers climbed on board the G-Max to have some good, clean fun. Naturally, I wasn't one of the six. In my defense, wearing a skirt and being bounced up and down several feet high up in the air would've been... an eyesore :P
G-Max crew. Group 1: Chris, Leng and Pau. Group 2: Phaiky, Tzern and Cina.
Before. I can't actual post the panic shots or they will kill me.
After. Kudos! They made it :D
We took the boat to dinner, because we're stylish like that. Not to mention uber tourists.
The least fuzziest of the fuzzy shots.
I thought the massive people jam in KL was BAD... but boy, the crowd at the Esplanade puts KL to shame. It was the longest (and slowest... and ickiest... and most unpleasantly pungent...) walk to dinner at Via Mar.
By the way, Via Mar turned out to be a terrible, terrible place to eat. It rained halfway and they "couldn't" do anything with us. Yes, we had no umbrellas because apparently the management had a quota as to how many umbrellas could be set up... amazing, yes? It's the landed Titanic... except, we had no string quartet and could at least mooch free wine, beer and creme brulee while we were stranded and forced to loiter.
Anyway, shots at Via Mar:
Yees and Chris.
Boy, Mei, Pau and Phaiky.
Group picture! clockwise from top left: Cina, Sun, Phaiky, Tzern, Terry, Chris and Yees.
Oh gosh, and we had two guests!
Guess who?
It's Ed (Nephy) and Randi (Koss)! :D
Ed, Sean and Randi. Don't ask why Ed looks like a puffer fish. He didn't seem to like the other normal pictures of him :P
The countdown... well, there was none :P Just an abrupt "HAPPY NEW YEAR!" through the speakers and the boom of the fireworks thundering in the sky above us... which Tzern and Yees managed to catch through some trees:
There were more of course, but snapshots of 30 minutes of fireworks from between trees just doesn't cut it :P
Since the roads were pretty much closed to any sort of gasoline-powered vehicle, we had to walk back. We took the long way. Yep, the long walk back to Novotel... in painfully high heels:
Group picture on uhm, a bridge.
The girls. It's dark, but the flash was as helpful as throwing bucket of oil onto our faces.
It has been a long walk :P
The three flatscreens. LOL.
The tunnel.
I completely ruined our cool tunnel shot by sticking my hands out at some weird angle that... well, yeah. Bad.
Clarke Quay alive at night.
We eventually made it back... after Ed got slapped by Randi rather loudly (and this is his story to tell ;)) and nearly all the girls had no blood circulation to their feet.
The final day before we left back to KL (did I mention the air conditioner on our bus decided to croak midway and we had to open our mini sunroof?): glorious shots of people who lack sleep, coffee and food.
Probably another one of Terry's crazy theories... Asian women maybe?
Phaiky, Joo and Sun.
Tzern telling the cam what to do.
What the?!
Upside down: I do *not* know how to use a camera...
Modern art sculpture?
Speaking of sculptures, we went to check out the wire art exhibition on the Esplanade. All interpretations are subjective.
Wire-d people.
Wire-d: I blame Chris.
Speaking of Chris...
Strike a pose.
Finally, to wrap things up, I wanted to just dump random shots that didn't really go anywhere (because I'm too lazy to narrate "The Joys of Public Transportation"). However, since the post has already spiraled out of control, I'll save these for another time! :D Meaning... when my other pages come up... yeah.
I'll do my Bali trip some time this week. *yawn* It's time for bed and dreams of where we'll go this year ;)
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Enjoy your trip in Bali and stay away from the earthquakes! :o