zenn bites...

a tourist in my own country


three days and two nights turned out to be hardly enough
for some rest and relaxation at the club.
it was still nice to get away from all
the hustle and bustle of city living though,
and to enjoy the sea breeze while soaking up some rays.


we got ourselves checked in to
one of the rooms with a garden
overlooking the sea and the second link.
it had a cabinet that opened up on both sides
such that, if one was so inclined to,
one could climb from the room into the toilet
via the cupboard.


i spent an afternoon and a morning at the pool,
swimming, sunning and reading.
evenings were spent strolling out to the lighthouse,
and dreaming of owning one of the luxurious ships
that were docked at the marina.


we even went on an excursion on our second day!
took the shuttle bus from the club to jurong east,
then another shuttle from there to imm!
it was my very first time there
and i doubt i'll be going back anytime soon.

dad came to meet us after work
and we had dinner before embarking on
an exciting journey back to the club:
a long wait for the shuttle to boon lay mrt station,
followed by a bus ride on 193
that took us weaving through
all the dark avenues, drives,
streets and roads of tuas.


there's a cute guy at the club's
wakeboarding place and he got my heart thumping.
i found out we've got mutual friends
but i wonder if i'll ever see him again.

no holiday (however mini) will be complete
without a little romance,
but that's that for mine.
no flight till thursday hiphiphooray.