The first photo I’m going to show you today is an upskirt photo.
In fact, many upskirts!
Honestly, they could have picked a better place to show off their skirts.
This was taken in Nagoya Hill Shopping Mall.
The last time I went there (about a year ago), I was shocked by the offerings. It’s quite a big mall, maybe as big as Ngee Ann City? (Don’t shoot me if I’m far off. I’m bad at gauging size and distance.) But most of the stuff sold there was like 30 years behind fashion.
I just ended up buying some shoelaces and bling stickers and potato chips. =P
So, this time, when I saw the upskirt display, I was quite excited. From that distance, one of the skirts looked like something I would wear, although not to stand by a second-storey glass window.
We went upstairs to find it. It’s a big store, about four times the width of what you see in the first photo. And the damn skirt was nowhere in sight! Argh.
So I didn’t buy anything but snacks this time.
Our lovely shopping cart after we were done:
I love shopping for snacks more than I love shopping for clothes and shoes!!!
(Partly because snacks are cheaper, lol.)
Everything in the shopping cart was the work of the girls. The guys only contributed one item in there: A 24-can carton of Heineken. (It’s hidden below the pile of snacks cos it was the first thing that was grabbed when we stepped into the supermarket.)
The whole lot cost us only S$92!!!! Including the beer! OMG. Split seven ways, we only paid like $13 each!!
What an unhealthy holiday. We had pizza and steak for lunch at a western-style restaurant.
I didn’t really enjoy it because I was a little too sleep-deprived to enjoy food and also because my tenderloin steak was crumbly.
That was seriously the worst tenderloin steak I’d eaten in my life. It wasn’t cheap, too, at $10.
The pricing was a little dubious. For $10, you could also buy a meal that includes two personal pizzas (size of a stretched palm), one chicken steak and two cokes. I think those tasted miles better than my atas $10 tenderloin, if my friends were to be believed.
After lunching and shopping, it was about 5 pm. We decided to head for a massage at the Sports Massage Centre. I think they’re quite big and have several branches in Batam.
The centres all look really dingy from the outside (no photo because I don’t as a rule like to take photos of ugly things) but the inside is nicely decorated and there are at least three storeys of massage rooms.
I took the milk bath package which includes a one-hour full body massage, half-hour body scrub, 15-min jacuzzi milk bath and 15-min sauna. All for about $38 after conversion.
They gave us private rooms with attached bath tub and steam/shower stall, although the “rooms” had no doors. The whole damn floor only had curtains.
And funny signs.
I am still in the process of appreciating massages. It’s really hard for me cos I’m super ticklish in many parts of my body.
People are supposed to be relaxed when being massaged but I have to tense up my whole body in order to control the ticklishness to manageable level. Even then, I can’t stop bursting into giggles and shaking violently at specially ticklish parts.
(The first time I went for the same massage a year ago, it was painful and ticklish at the same time, so I was either screaming or giggling through the hour.)
By the time the massage was done, I was exhausted and managed to drift off to sleep for a while during the body scrub. Except it was hard to sleep cos the masseur kept waking me to turn over or tie my hair or something.
The scrub was nice, though. Very shiok and not ticklish. (I can’t think of a comparable English word for shiok for this occasion!!)
The sauna was nice except that I couldn’t stay in there too long. It’s so hard to breathe steam! I had to keep opening the little door to let out the steam when it got heavy, which kinda diluted the effect of everything.
But I liked how my cheeks glowed after that! Unfortunately, the effect didn’t last. Next time I’ll take a photo!
My jaccuzi milk bath… went down the drain even before I had the chance to sit down properly because I fiddled with the wrong knobs and couldn’t figure out how to get the drainer to close again.
I totally do not get spas.
By the way, the milk bath was a little disappointing, even before the fact that I drained it prematurely. It wasn’t milky white like I expected, but a murky barley colour.
But I will try it again next time. I think the jacuzzi would be quite shiok also.
We went for dinner after this and then back to our resort to chat and eat snacks. The guys tried to finish their 24 cans cos we can’t bring it back to Singapore. Haha. I think they all got a little beer overdose after that.
By 4 am, I tried to sleep. Exhausted as I was, I couldn’t sleep because of the snoring symphony.
And then it was 7 am and alarm clocks started ringing. OMG.
End of Day 1!