2nd May 2008: Fool explosion

Fools arrived, wandered through Chinatown after checking in our windowless understairs cupboard. Found the MRT with surprising ease and got a tube/train to the Harbour Front so we could get to Sentosa Island.

• Cable Car Shinannigans
• Luge straight away. Fun. Rex and ad were shit, or in actual fact Rex drove a family off the track by throwing water bottles at children and Adam had to sacrifice his racing stance to clear the wreckage
• Went to a very crap beach
• Had an ice cream and Ad say in baby vomit
• Southern most point of Continental Asia, was a mockery of a sham and a sham of a mockery. But free
• Animal show, a bit panties.
• Took ski lift up to summit again.
• Cable Car back
• Walked to Clarke Quay, had balanese (sp? tbh I can't remember what it was) food. Yummy.
• Breworkz. Had golden ale, very very expensive, possibly queue cut.
• Home. Sleep. Blam. Killed Adam.
  

2nd May 2008: Fool waiting

I escaped the mall eventually, after watching some crazy dancing water dance to a song from Juno (Anyone Else But You by The Moldy Peaches). I wombled under and over ground for a while to get to the esplanade and emerged at the theatres on the river. Took some photos and then my camera totally broke, with some help from me, so I swapped to my new camera, which is soooo slim and awesome. It has face recognition. I don't know why. Or how. Or what it really does and why it would be useful to me. But it has it.

I crossed the river, enjoying the view and walked along the boat quay past a London pub called The Penny Black and then was harassed by every restaurant owner along the river. I arrived back at the hotel and spent a while writing up half of march on my blog as well as acquiring a few cheeky bits of music for my Zen. Finally my stomach wrestled me down to the boat quay and a guy from an Indian restaurant tried to get me in his place by offering me a free girlfriend. Though it eventually turned out he said free beer, so I happily entered, and had a very suspicious lamb rogan josh, that was a bit gooey. But I had a great table looking over the river, right on the edge. After eating my fill I went back, did more hardcore blogging, showered and watched some tele while finishing About a Boy by Nick Hornby, starting The Complete Robot by Asimov and listening to the Hilltop Hoods. Multi task bonanza.

This morning I lazily packed my bag, checked out, checked in across the street, dumped my bag, got a coffee and cheese 'n' ham croissant and wrote this. 3-4 hours till the world of Orpington crashes head long into Singapore.

Blam.