When your Singaporean friends tell you to dress in Red & White in celebrating Singapore National day for your meetup, your cheeky self can help adding a little bit of blue. #FranceRepresent🇫🇷 #RulesFollowerButStillFrenchDeepDown
I had initially planned this walk to be our last one because it was the longest (12kms) but J was getting his second shot just before that last planned walk and I didn’t want to have a too strenuous walk right after. So this is the penultimate walk: the big loop around MacRitchie Reservoir
After the early departure lessons we had learned the previous 2 weeks he was ready in less than 15 minutes when I told him we should get going (most of the walk is in the forest and it gets dark(er) fast). I would have liked to stay a few more minutes to see the sky turn pink but I wasn’t going to push more. He did awesome.
NB: my posts are rarely in sync with my real life… these walks are done and dusted weeks ago 😉
Yesterday was my very last “First Day Back-To-School”.
My kids started school before the photos with a poster of their key milestones that year were a trend, so I have no tangible memory of what they wanted to be when they grew up, what was their favorite colors that year, etc
One of my friends commented on my Facebook post (this year but also years before below the photo of my way of documenting 1st day 😉) your last Freedom Coffee!!. We used to joke that once kids were back in school OUR vacation were starting (because everyone knows that stay-at-home moms are on vacation all year round right 🙄). The Freedom coffee was the first coffee we could enjoy free of kids, talking about our summer and how we would tackle this new year but also trying to shed the “mom” talk and go back to “woman” talk (🤯).
*** oh no she’s not done talking ***
Coffee have always been a way to connect but in the Expat world it’s the ignition of your new life. Not only will you most likely get friends (and if you are lucky Best Friend) but you’ll also get answers to all your questions because that’s when you realize that we are all clueless at some levels trying to navigate this new country.
But in order to enjoy your Freedom Coffee with company you first have to get friends and in the expat world you find your squad at Welcome Coffees. The school Welcome Coffee is the obvious place for your first friends…. You have things in common: you have great taste in school (😉) and then the kids…. Sometimes they are even in the same grade and sometimes, jackpot, in the same class!. The other place to find people to connect with are Newcomers Group Welcome Coffee(there are some for every nationality) where you are not Little Timmy’s mother or Mr Jones’ Wife… you are just YOU.
There were no Welcome Coffee this year and I feel so sad for all the newcomers, especially the very new one who are just embarking into Expat Life because it will take them longer to connect.
*** back to one line comment underneath a photo tomorrow. Thanks for reading. ***
“As a child, going to Pek San Teng cemetery to sweep our ancestors’ tombs felt like a picnic. A month before, we would excitedly fold and sew bags of gold and silver nuggets to "send” to our ancestors.When the day arrived, my extended family would rent a lorry and drive to the cemetery hills. I particularly enjoyed helping my dad cut the grass and clean the tombs. 1981 was probably the last time we did this because from 1982, the tombs were exhumed to make land available for public housing. Today Bishan Town sits on that land.“
Back in March/April Yip Yew Chong had a few exhibitions across Singapore. The first one was at ArtPorters gallery with some of his mural inspired art and then 2 exhibitions back to back, one at the Substation, followed by one in the hotel Sofitel. Those pieces were slightly different than his murals but still very intrigued and detailed paintings. You could lose yourself in front of each of his canvas. I will post one each Monday (it will last until the end of the year!!! Yeah one less post to think about 😉)
I have nothing to post… So here’s a “filler” photo to illustrate time flying 😂
On the foreground one of my favorite building, the former Hill Street Police Station now home of the Ministry of Communications and Information. In the background the emblematic Marina Bay Sand Hotel (and a hint of the Raffles Statue)
This was supposed to be a short but brutal walk. It was indeed brutal but not as short as initially anticipated.
On the bright side since it was going to be a walk in the forest I made sure we left way before 6pm. (Lesson learned from the previous week was remembered!). So it was meant to be short because we were going to go to the top of Bukit Timah Hill, which is the highest point of Singapore at 163.63 meter. I know so high 😂 but the assent is brutal. It was followed by the Dairy Farm loop and its many, many, many steps (on a side note I’m used to be the fastest of the group on this walk, well I am not when I accompany a 17-year-old 😉)
So this was the brutal part, as for the short turned long part, as we were reaching the MRT station I realized I needed a few hundred more meter to get a round number of kms (I know I’m weird!) so we kept on walking then instead of turning around to go back to the MRT station I told him the next one was just a 20-minute walk (it said 35mn on the app but I never believe it because I walk fast!) and he said sure let’s go, and who am I to deprive him of 20 extra minutes of exercise. Turns out it was great because part of the walk was a section of the Green corridor path that was closed when I walked it with my friends back in March. Win/Win situation and 8 km added to his tally (and a ok sunset)