Outside the School of the Arts there is a broken dream: Do not sit. (I'm pretty sure it's accidental irony.)
Speaking of broken, this is what the inside of a palm tree trunk looks like. I was surprised!
And here is what the palm trees look like a Pungol beach.
Pungol isn't so much a palm tree beach as it is a forest beach, with pine trees!
It has its beauty, but it's more of a creepy beach, especially in the rain (we love Singapore rain walks).
I found beauty in this heavily creepy boat rope. Tiny Barry shown for perspective.
Pungol Point, below, was one site of Sook Ching, the biggest massacre in Singapore in WW2, where thousands of (mainly Chinese male) Singaporeans will killed by the occupying Japanese. Given how excellent the other war memorials and sites are here, I was surprised to see this was only a plaque.
Regardless, it's a good spot for reflection.
There were pretty Barringtonia racemosa powderpuff tree flowers nearby. (Lazy survival tip: Use the fruit from these fish poison trees to catch your meal as they contain fish-toxic saponins!)
As usual, we were looking for animals. We just missed them: you can see the wild boar prints under these sad yellow hibiscus buds (botanical identification inconclusive; I didn't look inside their flowery bits).
The hints of wildlife that we did see were also creepy. We assume this is a boar skull.
Horseshoe crab, missing the crab part.
And barnacles.
A friend, let's call him Nacky, recently taught me about Trypophobia, which is an aversion to patterns of small holes or bumps, so this would freak him out. Sorry Nacky. In enlarging this, I just realized that barnacles are not round!
