Sunny Saturday was spent at Singapore Day at the Sidney Myer Bowl, Botanic Gardens. Quite an extraordinary day I must say. Such effort to galvanize Singapore's sons and daughters who left the 'sunny island set in the sea' for other, much larger and sunnier ones, like this huge as one, Australia. And what did we do? We queued and queued for free food. Chilli Crab, Fried Kway Teow, Chicken Rice, Ice Kachang. The works. With another 10,000 or so Singaporeans who descended upon the event with one aim in mind. Food. Home-styled hawker food. Not some fake-as Singapore noodle bull. And the Singlish. All over. Comforting in a way, and great in the sense that all this was happening overseas. Definitely not quite the same hearing Singlish in hot and humid Orchard Road. It felt like a mega transplant. Pleasurable though, very.
Home is where the food is!
That's me in happy land after landing some awesome chilli crab after 30minutes of queueing. And I got the claw, after a wide-eyed smile.
With the Shoe and her new glasses.
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