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Monday, April 28, 2014

Part Three: Fun in the Sun Island-hopping Singapore's St. John's, Lazarus, and Kusu Islands.

Etta James

No, that's not Etta James, the famous American singer who crooned the song At Last. Darren was delirious with delight that we finally reached our initial destination, St. John's Island, Singapore. 



The journey from the pier to St. John's Island went by quickly. You'll notice in the photo above that the skyscrapers of Singapore were still quite distinguishable -but distant enough to make us all feel as if the boisterousness of the city was far, far away. It was hard to believe that we were in such close proximity to the busiest port in the world. 



It seemed as if everyone wanted to pose for pictures under that sign. We were just glad to have arrived. We all felt a sigh of relief! 


When most of us think of Singapore this is not at all what we envision. The waters were relatively clear and calm. There was hardly a soul in sight, too. It was plain to me why this place would be so valued by my two friends and many Singaporeans. What a convenient and unspoiled place to escape to! 


Here is Darren Ng modeling the chocolate-covered macadamia nuts I brought with me from Hawaii. We did not have long to savor them. It was hot -very hot. These melted very quickly. The energy-boost came in handy. 



What an interesting history this place has! Once upon a time this island was used as a quarantine station. Formerly known as Pulau Sekijang Bedera, Chinese immigrants were held and screened here, as were Malay pilgrims returning from Mecca to Singapore. 

It does not stop there. I learned that political detainees and secret society ringleaders were held on St. John's island pending their deportation. It was even used to rehabilitate opium addicts. 

It was on the grounds of this former penal colony that I learned from Darren and Siow Har a new English language expression, one unbeknownst to me:

Source: Urban Dictionary. 

This term originally referred to certain souls who excessively displayed themselves suggestively online. The definition displayed above more accurately delineates the term as it is commonly used today. 

And so my foray into the wonderful world of "camwhoring" was underway! It was all in good fun, of course. 

Both Darren and Siow Har are talented photographers as well as travel bloggers. From them I learned quite a bit about posing, lighting, and location this day. The images produced can be simple, powerful, expressive and imaginary -and entertaining, of course! 



The prison grounds included a building that was used for toilets. This made for an unconventional backdrop. Posing is much more challenging than I realized. Good photos that incorporate poses adds a dimension of emotion to the visual experience. Darren is covered to protect himself from the sun as he photographed Siow Har on the platform. 


Darren is posing Siow Har in this reclining position. He was quite fussy! Such a perfectionist! 


Here is Siow Har leaning against a tree and smiling with the former prison ground toilets in the background. The lawn here was surprisingly green given the severe drought conditions. In the distance the trees reminded me that we were in a pristine location, a sharp contrast to the urban environment Singapore is better known for. The shade provided welcomed relief from the sun. 


Siow Har climbed up this observation tower to take photos of a nearby steep hillside. The words 'St. John's Island' were spelled out with white concrete blocks. 




We met these tourists who were visiting from Europe. They climbed up the hillside as Darren and I had done. Note the burned out grass. It was hot and dry, trust me. Our new tourist friends became caught up in the fun. Oh, and just to let you know, ladies, Darren and I did help them down the steep hillside. No tumbling allowed! :)


My goodness! Darren is not wearing his mirrored sunglasses! 


More lighthearted 'camwhoring' fun. Siow Har and Darren coached each other on poses and angles. They did the same for me, too. 




Yes, they even convinced me to pose for a few photos. The hand gesture I am displaying is called 'Shaka' in Hawaii. 


Fearless, whimsical and bodacious as ever, Siow Har made herself right at home! 


Yes, even an idle, abandoned tractor and wagon could be used as creative subject setting. As I grew up on my father's gentleman's farm in the Round Hill section of Greenwich, Connecticut USA, I thought my late father would have laughed uproariously at us. Goodness knows he loved his bulldozer and his Cub Cadet riding tractor. I confess: So did I!


Not to be held back, Darren dashed off to explore the stone jetty. Siow Har and I were not far behind. 




There was no stopping these two when they had cameras in hand. The stone jetty near the pier and the former prison grounds furnished us with another setting to pose for photos. 


What were these? They looked historic. This, I learned, was a kampong. The word is Malay for a small village or community of houses. I found them to be quite attractive though in need of some restoration. They reminded me of an earlier time in the island's history. I would have liked to have learned about those who lived here and what life was like. 



The first chapter of our day trip to the Southern Islands was complete. Our fun-filled camera adventures were well underway. I was certainly getting quite an education from my two  friends in a remarkably peaceful setting.

St. John's Island is such a gem. This is a perfect spot for Singaporeans and visitors like me to venture off to. Some of you might complain that there is no grocery store or convenience shop on the island. Picnic tables and benches dot the island's landscape, providing visitors with places to gather and enjoy the views an scenery. It's not bad for a 20 minute ferry boat ride. I felt sedate, calm and comfortable -but I must give the major credit for that to Darren and Siow Har. We did not have plans to camp here. I heard that with prior permission it was possible to spend overnights. I could imagine how placid and pleasant it would be to sit on the beach and take in Singapore's city lights under the stars above. 

The day was young! Lazarus Island lay before us. What adventures and settings would await us as we began to cross the land bridge from St. John's Island? Stay tuned for Part Four! 



































Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Fat Bird in Bugis, Singapore

"The secret of staying young is to live honestly, eat slowly, and lie about your age." Lucille Ball


"Meet me at the Bugis MRT station around 7:00 p.m.," said the text. It came from a very good friend of mine, Darren Ng. He is one of Singapore's native sons and an acclaimed travel blogger at SAFRA and Explore Life Lah!  It was my first Saturday night in the Lion City. When I travel I like to go where the locals go, and Darren promised not to disappoint.

The hawker stands and shophouse restaurants were packed that night. Arriving just the day before, I was still negotiating between time zones on both sides of the International Date Line. I put myself in Darren's hands as he led me from the cavernous and quite-crowded MRT station to the busy, noisy streets above.

We ended up here:

 

Fat Bird is located off Liang Seah Street in the Bugis section of Singapore. It turns out that Bugis has a very, very colorful history. From the 1950s to the 1980s it was renowned as a haven for transexuals. 

The original 'Bugis' people were seafarers from South Sulawesi province in Indonesia. For a time in the 20th century it was the party-hardy place to go in the Lion City. 
The atmosphere was Asian style bohemian, casual and free-spirited at its best. I loved it. I could get used to this! This is a great place to meet your friends for dinner that is unpretentious and reasonably priced. 
Sure, the tables were excruciating close together. But it took little time and effort to befriend our neighbors and join in the evening's culinary festivities. 


The interior of Fat Bird is light and airy. It's a great place to meet your friends for free-flowing conversation for hours. We never felt rushed to leave. Note that each of the tables has a gas burner that cooks your dinner and keeps it warm for you. I suppose I've had a sheltered life since I never encountered anything like this until I relocated to Honolulu. 



Darren and I took a table on the sidewalk -actually within inches of passing traffic. Singularly offbeat and exquisitely appetizing, I learned that this was home to one of the best braised kampong chicken hot pot establishments around. The picture shows Darren doing what Singaporeans do best. I dared not interfere. You think I'd fly eighteen hours from Hawaii to do so anyway? Of course not! 







Yummorama! The soup itself was creamy and smooth. "Oh so onolicious! ("Ono" means 'good' in Hawaii) 

Patrons can personalize the essence and hotness of the broth from mild to hot-hot-hot. I love my heat turned up high! I thought it might help deal with the jet-lag. Darren asked, and I did not decline. Good thing we drank generous amounts of Tiger beer and water! 

This was marvelous -simply marvelous. The chicken, veggies and rice made for a delightful symphony of flavors and textures. I loved the extra kick the spiciness provided. It went well with the total Bugis festive atmosphere surrounding us. I was so satisfied I offered (some might say threatened) to move in. Ha ha ha ha! 

Would I go back for more? You better believe it. Perhaps I'll see you there! I sure hope so!