For me, Singapore is at its prettiest during the night. All the neons are bright, and the light shows are plenty.
As much as I love hopping on a plane and zipping off somewhere, I also love days when I just stroll around Singapore itself. Somehow, I almost always stumble upon something interesting, like a free concert, a flea market, or a bunch of ingenious buskers.
Hopefully, this vid will make people think of the city-state as not just another layover spot (although our airport is indeed king!), but as the bustling Lion City where surprises await to pounce on the curious wanderer.
Six-thousand people signing up to get their heads shaved — now that’s something you don’t see everyday.
I’ve bungeed off ledges and jumped off cliffs — but on the subject of allowing someone to clip off all my hair, I’m afraid I’ll have to wimp out, thank you. Going for something less-thrilling-but-still-relevant instead, I volunteered to be a stage sweeper in this year’s Hair for Hope fundraising event, organized by Singapore’s Children’s Cancer Foundation. Continue reading Six-Thousand Close Shaves→
Bangarang (as defined in urbandictionary.com)
1. Battle cry of the Lost Boys in the movie Hook.
2. Jamaican slang defined as a hubbub, uproar, disorder, or disturbance.
3. General exclamation meant to signify approval or amazement.
When almost everything in your entire country fits in one tiny island, you don’t get a lot of chances to go out to sea. That’s one of the main reasons why I love to head out to the Punggol Marina to don on those wakeboard boots — just to jump on a speedboat and feel the wind slap against my face as we zip to the vast open water — ah, this is the life! For a moment, the busy urban jungle that is Singapore feels like worlds away.
This is for Yuvraj, Parvind, Lawrence, Cecily and Dai Lin — our brave first-timers for this round, and for Gaurav, who seemed to have banished all anxieties of open water. Til next time!
Song: Bangarang by Skrillex
2012-03, Wakeboarding at Punggol Marina Country Club, Singapore
I belong to the church of Ye-Does-Not-Have-To-Travel-Far-to-Explore. It’s a good thing that Singapore is one of those places that always has something brewing, whether it’s an event for the arts or a good old flea sale.
When I caught whiff of Oh! Occupy Tiong Bahru in the Honeycombers newsletter (one of my most dependable sources for choice weekend jaunts), I immediately jumped on the chance. I mean, a day spent enjoying art while poking around other people’s houses, especially in one of the more interesting boroughs in the Red Dot? Sounds like a brilliant day to me. Continue reading Occupy Tiong Bahru→