This title really made me laugh out loud. It’s one of those titles you could use for a philosophical song (think Crash Test Dummies) or poem.
I feel inspired to write a song from this.
Anyway, this came from Stomp. I was browsing the index when I saw this title and laughed. It’s a story of a woman who placed a loaf of bread on the MRT seat beside her and acted blur when there were other passengers wanting seats.
I don’t like resorts. I don’t like the sea. I don’t like massages. I don’t like getting wet. But I had such a grand time in Batam over the weekend, I think I could be persuaded to change my mind.
It was a last-minute thing. We only decided on the trip two weeks before and managed to find a date to accommodate most of us. Only Morte couldn’t make it because he’s in a new job and didn’t want to take leave.
That was a shame because Morte is our club president (some say mascot) and we really missed having someone to club.
We met at Harbourfront at 9 am on Friday to have breakfast and wait for the ferry, which was crazy because we were all terribly sleep-deprived after a week of gaming and partying.
The first photo I took that day was when we arrived at Batam.
The moment we cleared immigration, the smokers zipped off to buy cheap cigarettes while others wandered off goodness knows where. Minou and I were the first to greet our hotel transfer.
The next photos I took were of the “scenery” while our mini van drove us up a hill to our resort.
For a while, I kept seeing people squatting at the side of the road at random spots. Some were in small groups while others were alone within long stretches of maybe a couple hundred metres. They didn’t look like workers. They just looked like normal people squatting in the middle of a deserted hill trail for kicks.
We checked into KTM Resort, a humble beachfront resort which looks more like a kelong because part of the resort hangs over the sea. And there wasn’t really much of a beach.
The restaurant is huge, like a kelong seafood restaurant. In this picture below, it occupies the entire platform in the background:
While Kerr and Minou were checking in, the rest of us wandered around and camwhored.
We decided to share a two-bedroom villa. All seven of us. Haha.
We thought it would be more fun. And it was, although it’s a little hard to sleep when there’s free surround sound snoring.
The sitting room:
The master bedroom:
The other bedroom:
The perimeter:
The balcony:
The views from the balcony:
Very modest living arrangements, but nice enough. I love how there are many connected log paths and stairways in each villa compound. Gives a kind of adventure feel to the area.
We found a very unusual caterpillar.
Its coat looked like suede, almost velvet. Some of us wanted to touch it but no one dared. It looked poisonous. And it just sat there, unmoving.
We left it alone and tried not to step on it.
Here’s the stairway that leads down to the main lobby compound from our villa:
It’s very steep!
The second half of the stairway:
Looks like it was carved off a giant tree. Very treacherous!
There’s a sea salt water jacuzzi pool at the base of our villa but it looked sad and dirty on Friday. We only found out the next day that they only clean it out and turn on the jacuzzi during weekends (or by request).
After everyone had had a chance to settle down and do some cursory exploration, we crowded onto the balcony to split our amassed fortune.
Damn smokers. Always littering my photographs with their damn cigarette packs.
Lounging at the balcony was nice. It was windy and I’d only had two hours’ sleep the night before. I felt like just sitting there for the rest of the day.
But we had stuff to do! We had to eat lunch, shop for snacks, go for a massage, then have dinner!
Kerr arranged for a mini van and driver to take us around for the day.
Our land transportation for the two days, including hotel transfer, only cost S$90, which came up to S$12.80 each.
Okay, this post is getting too long and I still have tons of photos, so I’m going to continue tomorrow.
I should stop taking so many photographs. I had actually planned to have minimal photographs, just enough to record a few highlights of the trip because I wanted to rest and relax!
But I ended up taking more than 300 photos. After deleting no-goods, I still have 245 photos.
This is one of the NGs I decided to keep after all:
I decided it’s quite funny. I was posing for a wide-shot photo between three villas (ref. 10th photo from top) when the Goonfather sneaked up behind me and gave me a scare by suddenly grabbing me by the waist.
Hrmm, okay. That’s all for today. I need to go complete my Penny Arcade Adventures: On the Rain-Slick Precipice of Darkness, Episode Two. Bye!
According to my friend, the answer to the question of “Is sex overrated?” is “Depends on who’s doing it.”
His answer confused me until he explained further. It’s overrated if your partner is bad in bed, underrated if your partner is good.
That’s one way of looking at the question I never considered.
I don’t know if it’s a guy thing, or I’m weird, or he’s weird. When pondering the issue of sex, I think of it more as a culture thing. How people use sex as a currency, how some people can’t get enough of it, how life is really about the pursuit of sex.
I feel like I haven’t been sleeping forever since my friends all went crazy and decided that sleep is passe.
I am now at a beach resort in Batam, laptop on my lap (duh), watching my friends frolick in a sea-water jaccuzi pool, watching a waiter chop up a coconut.
Around me, waves crash petulantly on a breakwater and on the shores while Metallica and Muse on iPod thrash in my ears.
It’s a freaking surreal awesome feeling.
I slept maybe two hours the night before. And about two hours the night before that. Have basically been partying with my friends since Christmas.
It’s a glorious way to end a hectic year and a sweet way to start a new year.
Except now I’m drunk on this feeling and don’t want to go home.
We’ve been here since yesterday morning and will be going home this evening. =( But I look forward to blogging about it once I get home.
I made quite a number of incriminating videos recently, effectively destroying all my friends’ reputations. I think it’s pretty neat of them not to have already sent me lawyer letters. That’s why I love them, ay?
So I thought I’d make GGF today a video issue. I have a great selection of vids here. Take your time to watch ‘em. You’ve got the whole weekend! And I hope you have a happy one! :)
I posted this in my recent Star Blog but I know some of you don’t like to go there so here’s the video for your benefit! It’s a video montage of our wild gaming session of Lips during Christmas. (Different from the ones I posted last week.)
By the way, Lips will be launching together with Scene It? in Singapore next weekend! Head over to Xbox Xperience Zones on Jan 10 and 11, 2009 (11 am to 5 pm) to enjoy the launch activities or take part in the Top Idol or Movie Guru competitions!
Just walk in on those days to sign up!
XXZs are located at Challenger, Funan and Best Denki, VivoCity.
This isn’t one of my videos, but reader terboo shared this with me recently and I simply must share it with everyone else.
This is the most awesomest little girl in the whole wide world! She amazes me! She’s so cute I want to kidnap her home!
Little bit of background, from the video description in YouTube. Her name is Melodie and she’s one year old. It only took a few days for her parents to go through the cards with her and she remembers them all!
Why can I never get a straight answer from a man? We’re planning a trip to Guernsey (an island) dead early tomorrow morning, so I need to know what time we have to leave so I can set my alarm.
Me: What time do we have to leave home?
Piers: No earlier than an hour before the time we have to be there – which is an hour before we sail (6 am).
Took me 11 minutes of questioning, during which time I got more riddles, before I received the answer: 4 am.
Piers “invented” a really delicious Asian snack combo: Prawn crackers with hoisin sauce! So proud of him!
I also found this awesome lemongrass-flavoured prawn crackers at Tesco. From Netherlands, but makers were Indoneisan settlers. Tastes so great when you dip into hoisin sauce (sparingly)!
Yeah I know my photos are missing from my blog header. Looks very funny, doesn’t it?
Nanny Wen (aka Buggy Wen aka Davienne) says it reminds her of Harry Potter’s moving picture people.
Guess my photos are taking a break. They’ve gone into hiding because it’s been raining a lot in England and the weather forecast says it’s going to hail tomorrow.
IN THE MIDDLE OF SUMMER!
Crazy or not.
I thought I’d be in discomfort for a year because I was finding it impossible to get used to Invisalign in my mouth. But just 11 days into it, I hardly feel it anymore.
Was playing on my iPad before bed last night when I suddenly couldn’t feel plastic in my mouth and for one horrifying moment, thought that I had forgotten to put my aligners back on after dinner, which was ages ago.
Turned out it’s just my mouth has started to adapt.
Quote of the day
Me: I want a pet duckling!
Piers: LOL why!!!
Me: Cos they’re so cute.
Piers: All baby things are cute! Except babies.
A transport provider in the UK just sent me an e-mail asking me to take part in an online survey to help improve services.
So I go there and answer two questions (age and last time I used the service) and they say:
“Thank you for your time. Unfortunately, you do not qualify for the survey as this time around we are looking to survey our more senior customers (over 60) only.”
WTF fail.
Was googling the difference between biscuits and cookies and got linked to a Yahoo! Answers page. This guy’s answer made me LOL.
“The difference between the biscuit and the cookie is the Atlantic.
Plus, American biscuit more like a savory scone
Plus English biscuit is an American cookie.
Plus English or American cookie is in your computer to do stuff that no one really understands.”
Being too ambitious (or greedy). Two heaped bowls of ricotta and spinach tortelloni in bolognese sauce, with six sausages and three baby zucchinis thrown into the mix. A roll of garlic bread and a bottle of wine. Delicious!
Yay I got white tulips! My favouritest flowers. :)
England has the most beautiful flowers. Tulips and roses in white with pale pink. Gerberas in strawberry milk pink. Makes me happy!
Just read in detail about foot binding in ancient China. I always thought they just wrapped up the feet during infancy to stop them from growing.
But, no! They wait till the girl is 4-7 years old, then break her toes and arch bones so that the toes can curl under the sole. Without anaesthesia.
After wrapping the monstrous creation tightly, the girl is then forced to walk on her broken feet so her weight can help crush them into shape. The feet are crushed and rebound daily for like two years! WTF is wrong with people?!
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