For the lack of words, I am ending this blogging hiatus with a photo post. These are images of the Henderson Waves Bridge in Singapore, taken in January of this year when I took a break from my me time in Brunei to visit friends. I dragged my friends to this bridge telling them that if there is one thing that I wanted to see in my trip, this was it. We must see the Henderson Waves Bridge at dusk. And
Category: Singapore
Photo from here The arts were not a huge part of my growing-up years. I stared at paintings without a vague sense of its depth, I saw ballet performances on TV and switched channels, I never tried to scrutinize minute details of sculptures, and the only theater play I thought to watch live was The Sound of Music (only because I loved the movie as a child). The first play I watched was Nick Joaquin’s The Portrait of the Artist as Filipino
Day 1 in Singapore was Turista-sa-Sentosa Day. We started the day early by having a huge breakfast at Killiney Kopitiam. I had second thoughts on visiting Universal Studios Singapore. I don’t know where I got the idea that USS was Disney-ish, with mascots and cute kiddie cartoons stuff. (A little backstory: in choosing between Ocean Park and Disneyland in Hongkong, we picked Ocean Park.) I want rides, rides, rides. I want the kind that gives me a sinking feeling in my
I absolutely enjoyed Singapore’s food. Everything suited my palate, from the coffee, kaya toast, and soft-boiled eggs breakfast at Killiney Kopitiam on my first day, up to the sumptuous steak lunch at Marche’s on my last. (That’s everything except for KFC’s hot and spicy chicken, because ours taste better). KILLINEY KOPITIAM Breakfast was the first order of the day. A few blocks away from the hotel was Killiney Kopitiam. An unassuming, traditional coffee shop lined up with the other restaurants along