Day 3
We had every intention of spending the day at Sentosa, but the rain, a tiresomely tireless trickle, foiled our plans. United in the fellow feeling of the prior night’s Perfection, however, we were in a benevolent, unruffle-able mood. We slept in.
We headed to the Bugis Junction Mall (I had never malled so much in my life) for brunch. It is not as though we do not have it in Pinas but mine was
Embarrassingly enough, I scarfed down by my lonesome a serving good enough for two.
A brief stop at the Kinokumiya Bookstore. I was sorely temped to buy Japanese/Taiwanese/Korean teenangst romance serials, but fearing that I would end up with something rubbish, I moved to the sports section, where I was much less likely to buy anything. I had to resist every urge to squeal at the sight of these must-reads: Cristiano Ronaldo: Moments and Fernando Torres El Nino: My Story. (Francesc Soler Fabregas, if nothing else, promise me that an autobio will not be written until at least twenty years hence…) We checked a zillion overpriced unnecessaries, saw some bad shoes, but was charmed by the prettiness of more than a few dresses.
We went to look for the money changer since we were low on funds (Singaporean Dollars disappear with appalling effortlessness, I tell you) and the hotel’s forex services was at rip-off rates. By some happy happenstance, we happened upon Liang Seah Street, which is an entire row of restored shophouses (converted into restos, residences, and retail establishments), painted in what seemed to me hyper-real three-strip Technicolor.
As it happens, money changers in Singapore keep holy the Sabbath (hah), but our efforts were far from fruitless. We returned to the hotel with our sweet fix of the day and arguably the find of our trip…
But first, a giant poster beckoned. We had been meaning to eat at MOS Japanese Fine Burger and Coffee (MOS is short for "Mountain Ocean Sun"), but never quite managed to do so. They serve, among other funtabulous items, unagi (eel) burgers. Check out this menu. My dress, bought two days ago at BySi, felt uncomfortably like a homage to MOS.
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C, you're one of my gamest subjects. Haha.
Re page 9:
Your chicken may have looked something like this:
While this was my seafood platter:
Re: p. 9- Yes, that looks like it. But where did the potatoes and greens go?
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