As Suanie Sees It

A few years ago, I got to know Pinky from an on-line chatroom. We got along rather famously, and she is one of the reasons why I gladly refrain from generalising Singaporeans to be similar to a certain other pink blogger, ahem.

Then came one Saturday morning when I was in the office and rather bored. Out of a whim I messaged Pinky and asked her if I could bunk at her place if I went to Singapore. She said yes. So I took the afternoon bus and arrived at Singapore at night. Pinky was a fabulous host, I had a most wonderful and memorable trip, we became good friends since.

(She did burn my toast, but that’s another story :D)

To cut a long story short, I did the same thing last weekend. Still don’t quite know why, probably a sub-conscious thing about my expensively renewed passport sitting alone in the corner feeling useless and rather blank.

We had simple food for lunch, but the company was great

We then went to the city centre to begin an exhaustive search for Reese’s peanut butter cups. Gave up, had a break at Starbucks, then Pinky had to tend to a prior engagement. I asked my cousin who is studying in Singapore if she wanted to meet up. She said yes, and we had dinner at Bugis.

Cousin had an appointment with her manicurist, so I followed her for a bit.

Quite scary, the chilli red fingernails. A bit like pontianak, heh.

Made plans to meet Dr. Buckaroo for booze. So I left my cousin to her nail thingy and took a bus down to the meeting place. The bus route was this straight road that was probably only a couple of kilometres, but it felt like the longest route ever due to the many bus stops along the way, and the numerous traffic lights (along one single straight road!)

It was on the bus that I witnessed something amazing — when there was a bus in front of us, my bus driver stopped and waited for the bus in front to jalan first. Only then he’d go. SO MUCH PATIENCE!!! I mean, if this was Malaysia, my bus driver would have swerved sharply to go out and ‘cut’ the bus in front.

So polite = longer travel time = probably a hell lot safer.

Dr. Buckaroo was still as tall as ever. He also bought me beer. YAY WE LOVE DR. BUCKAROO!!!!!

My cousin joined us later.

She’s not underaged, but don’t even think about it

Another amazing thing happened — the pub peps called for last orders at 12.40 a.m. At 12.50 a.m. the bill arrived. At 12.55 a.m. we were politely ushered to leave. That’s like bloody early, innit?!?

Ah well.

The next day, Pinky took me to VivoCity to continue our Reese’s peanut butter cup quest. There wasn’t any at Candy Empire (which incidentally stocks a lot of non-candy related items and not a whiff of Reese’s peanut butter cups, herro?!?!?!) but we saw this tallass pseudo snowman, which I christened tallass pseudo snowman.

You could cross the river to get to Sentosa Island if you are so inclined.

Walking towards the MRT after dinner at Tony Roma’s, we passed by Balaclava.

Memories

We made plans to yum seng with my brudder Edwin at Brewerkz at Riverside Point.

I had the sample set. Golden ale rocks!!! Anyone wants to import it here? Or open a Brewerkz in KL? I will be a faithful patron, I promise!

Ed: Want to take photo of me ar?
me: Yalar, what else.
Ed: Wait I pose kawaii style, like Fireangel.

Ed: Eh you tell Fireangel I love her blog. I’m a fan, okay?!

We walked past four steel doll thingies sitting on a bench by the pathway.

Me: What’s that?
Pinky: Art.

Fun with art!

Thanks, brudder for the beers! Will come back again next year to fulfill annual free beer quota, bwahahaha!!! :D

Blah damn sleepy now. Wanted to write about me wanting to go back to BP from Larkin on the first day of Raya but there weren’t any immediate busses for that, only to KL, and how I had to walk 500m to get to the Air Keroh highway stop under the hot scorching sun carrying heavy bags because the bus driver was a fucktard.

Never mind, cultivate tolerance.

Anyway thanks to my Singaporean peps. Call me when you are in KL, I bring you to makan!

Tags: beer, brewerkz, the_great_singapore_escape