Claypots in Geylang

Saturday

Joyce had to attend a meeting for her ministry so I had to keep myself occupied til round about 6. So after work I drove to Sun Plaza where I watched The Village till around nearly 4. After that I took an MRT towards Yishun where I was hoping to catch Collateral (which was actually my first choice at Sun Plaza, but they had some problems with the screen so I settled for The Village instead) . On the train Joyce called. Dhe said her meeting was done and that she was on the way back home. So I got off the train...crossed the tracks...got on the train...back to Sembawang MRT. Drove to Joyce's place.

We had a hard time thinking what to do with each other. We threw out some ideas and in the end went to Sembawang Shopping Centre for a light meal and a massage. The next available slot was at 6 so we wandered aimlessly around the building till it was time.

The massage...what can I say...I came out hurting and aching more than I did when I first went in. As I am typing this I can still feel the bruises (2 days after the fact) and my neck is stiff as hell. Just wondering if there is any legal recourse for injuries sustained during massage therapy. LOL . On the other hand Joyce throughly enjoyed her massage session. In a nutshell, she loves it to be rough and hard! She is even considering signing up for one of their packaged deals soon. Go figure...

After the abuse...I mean...massage...we drove to Ang Mo Kio to pick up Joyce's mum. We then drove to Geylang to eat their famous claypot rice at Lorong 33. It was great. They serve the best claypot rice there. I even got an opportunity to showcase my prodigious Mandarin skills earlier when I made a reservation for 3 at 7:45. *smiles gleefully*

After dinner we made haste to get home. I hung around abit before taking my leave as Joyce had a long day the following day.