Sunday
Joyce was helping out at the Children's Church. I took a bus and MRT to City Hall. Walked throughCity Link, but not before paying Maybel a visit at her launch at Raffles City atrium. Really nice set up they had with a jungle theme. For some reason Maybel refused to take any pictures for me of the models naked in the backstage area. Hmph!! *pout*
Was nice to take public transport again after so many months of driving around in Sunny.
Whilst waiting at the convention centre for Joyce, I took the opportunity to visit the various trade fairs and stalls. I even attended a talk for property for free-hold chalets in Port Dickson. But we all know that I will sooner get a boob job than buy landed property at this point in my life.
After Joyce was done, we went to Delifrance for brunch.
Got to church late, by design rather than by chance. We rather sit in the overflow rooms than queue indefinitely like the rest of the 'flock' who start to queue immediately after the previous service had entered the auditorium. In this case we were a little too late and due to the overwhelming number of sheep (of the flock lah..geddit?) we had to sit on the floor of the main auditorium. The fourth floor overflow is closed for renovations and the unexpected numbers floored us.
After service, we went shopping around a bit before having dinner at Crystal Jade .
After a hearty meal we made our way to Clifford Pier (as highly recommended by Lisa) to view fireworks. True to her word it was less crowded and afforded a better view than the spot we had the last time by the Esplanade. It turned out Lisa (she of the cows and such) was there as well again. Too bad we did not 'accidentally bump' into one another there. Woulda been great to see her again after all this time. Noel and his gang had gone to Sheares Bridge to view the same and had parked at Marina South. The main reason we stayed to view the fireworks was because Noel had asked us to join them. But it turned out it was just me and Joyce, which is not necessarily a bad thing anyway. *wink wink*
After (I notice that i tend to start many of my sentences with 'After'...hmmm) the wonderful,fabulous, awe-inspiring,smokey
fireworks display we made like the New Paper Big Walk and trudged back to our car(not quite cos Joyce's car is HERS and my car is OUR car). It kinda looked like Singapore was in the aftermath of a bomb attack or something by the amount of smoke that the sea winds had brought to the city.
Drove 'Joyce's Car' to my place, whereon Joyce took over and drove herself home.
