Day 5: Massage

Tiredness is setting in. Wake up time seems to be getting later and later. Pettsy has warned us that need to ensure that we get up early in Europe so we can see as much as we can.

Shopping seemed to be the agenda for the day. We went to Bugis Junction which is about 5 mins from the 7th Storey Hotel, the hostel we are staying at for those who have forgotton or who have just joined us on this blog. We watched a magic performance on the street which seemed to go no where. This quickly lost our attention.

After getting bored of Bugis we decided to take our chances with the MRT. Singapores mass transport system the equivalent to Brisbane's Citytrain. Singapore has an advance ticketing system that uses a cash card instead of paper tickets. The company that implemented this for Singapore is the same company that is attempting to implement it for Brisbane's Translink. We seemed to have no trouble using the MRT except for Asher who had trouble getting out. He apparently didn't zap in so he was unable to zap out. It all worked out in the end.

After riding the MRT for about 7mins we reached the city centre, Orchard Road. As we had done a lot of shopping in the last few days we decided to wind down with a massage. We got a fairly good price on the massage. A "special westerners" price as Pettsy calls it. For only $27, after a 10% discount, we got a 30 minute massage on our backs, necks and face. It was bliss.

Along Orchard Road we saw many street performers. We saw a spanish trio (who played a request for us), a string octect (who were playing the Pachelbel's Canon), several harmonica players and a traditional chinese instrument performer.

Night soon came upon us and it was time for my Uncle's Christmas Party for the hostel's staff. It was an awesome night with lots of food, alcohol and swimming. As mentioned in the last post Asher, Marcus and I played. Although, we played on fairly cheap instruments I think we did well and the party guests enjoyed it. In between playing Steven, Asher and I went in to the resort style pool with my cousins and friends to play some water polo and other pool games. We had hese really awesome water guns that look like pool tubes and had pretty good pressure.

As we got home to the hostel we were all very tired. It was 1am and with some inner power we all decided to walk to Little India. Little India is an area that is largely inhabited by the Indian population of Singapore. There is a department store here that is open 24 hours and sells almost anything you can think of. From pens, books, jewellery and sewing material you will be able to buy this stuff at heavily reduced prices as well. 4 am quickly came and we decided to get a quick snack at a vegetarian Indian restaurant. This was not such a good idea. A taxi was the only way to get back to the hostel without falling a sleep before getting there.


Tim