Friday, July 30, 2010

Fauxnesia Weekend

Singapore's small, and when your island fever gets too intense, you gotta skip town! The easiest solution is to get on a boat to the island of Bintan, aka Fauxnesia. Fauxnesia, like Disneyworld, Vegas or Iqaluit, is for people who want to convince themselves they're somewhere they're not. In this case, we're pretending we're in Indonesiapore.Bintan's resort area is separated from the rest of the Indonesian island by a barbed wire fence, and its currency is the Singapore dollar. Shown below are fauxsatay, bigger than actual satay but less tasty.Bintan is not without its dangers:However, if you need a getaway and a 90 minute massage, Fauxnesia is easy and relaxing.But be careful not to hyper-extend that relaxed neck.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Visiting the Birds

We recently visited Singapore's Jurong Bird park. The birds were a big fan of Barry and Erin. I, however, was a little more hesitant.These birds are ibis, though I'm more familiar with them in their hotel form.Some of the birds seemed to be having a good time.But others not as much (unless it's normal for ostriches to bald).Good times, and less good times (tiny owl cages and penguin enclosures not shown).

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Wet & Wild

How do you take your coffee? No, this is not a mass coffee spill: Singapore's had a few floods lately, after which our local paper published the following picture:Whoa, back-up the truck, the article nonchalantly just mentioned terrifying poisonous snakes. Is this not, um, scarier than floods? I guess the answer depends on whether you're one of these drowning cars' owners.These clever people seek higher ground. They will later likely seek anti-fungal cream.
The apparent cause of flooding was a blockage in one of the city's many drainage canals. We did some investigative journalism to see what might get stuck in drains here. And, well, we found a few things.


Monkey Man and other Wild Wonders

We have recently discovered that Singapore has its own Sasquatch, called the Bukit Timah Monkey Man. So naturally we went to find him. We certainly found many places in the forest where he might hide.
Here's Barry looking for footprints:Here's me running away in fear - not of monkey man, but from a huge spider's web I had just run into.
Well, instead of finding cryptids, we found alternative creatures, such as soccer cows.A monster snail slowly attacking my umbrella:We found the lesser known, flower peppercorn, probably used by monkey monster as seasoning.
You're enraptured by my photographic representation of the puffball, yes?Outside of the forest, I call this art of art imitating life...And this: the End of Puff. And finally: Lotus-like flower hides under the Wall. (As opposed to Buddha).

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Expat Exits

The above nice picture of a Chinese word expresses my sadness of losing a bunch of my best friends lately. They have been victim to a common phenomenon known as the expat exit. Last week, Wolverine and Anne left for Hong Kong. This week, Dave's going back north, and Erin left earlier this year for Indonesia.To mark this sad occasion, we had proper goodbye meals. This one included Singapore's most delicious dish: chili crab. Chili crab is served with Barry's favourite buns for sauce dipping. He says they are just like babies.The best side dish for chili crab is black pepper crab, which also deliciously laughs in the face of western seafood sauce convention.Chindian fried noodles complete the meal.
Unless you're still hungry, then $1 will buy you an ice cream sandwich, made with pandan bread.


Saturday, June 19, 2010

Weekend Walk Wonders

This weekend, Barry learned about communism.The reason for this is that once we got tired of wondering about the giant balloon across the street from us, we went on a walk in our neighbourhood.The weather was so bright, even golden Buddha had to wear shades.
Street fires burned out of control. And cemented-over former garbage chutes provided intrigue.
The Teochew Drama association didn't seem to have any shows on today.
But as usual, we were more interested in the street kitties.
Also entertaining were alley plants decorated with crab shells. Intriguing.
If you're looking for room 401, it's around back. Similarly, this door reveals the secret codes.
This man was stirring vast vats of curry with what looked like a rake.
In the end, we had troubles finding our way. Where did the stairs lead to? Shouldn't they connect to this door?