I shrugged and blamed Ondine, whose idea this was. Plus I'd bailed on her a couple of weeks ago, so I couldn't do it again tonight, no matter how humid and sticky the air was at dinnertime. And besides, I was a veteran of the Great Chinatown Walkabout.
As it turned out, the Geylang Serai pasar malam was crowded tonight, but not as ferociously impassable as Chinatown had been. Maybe it helped that we started our foray with ice cream sandwiches, Singapore-style.
And then there was lots of walking, past stalls selling rich cushion fabrics, intricate embroidered sarong kebayas, leather sandals dyed every colour of the desert, for $10 a songkok or three huge bags of prawn crackers, for $1 a honey-grilled chicken wing or four pieces of goreng pisang (deep-fried banana), T-shirts that screamed "Leave ME Alone!" and "AC Milan", henna hand(i)work and colours, colours colours ...
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Hey!! Maye and I were the on Halloween!
Heh heh ... once I get those pcitures off my cam, you can read all about my shortspender Geyrang Selai walk.
Eeyer go walkabout never invite me..... then again, Geylang Serai two days before Puasa! You are brave!
Sigh. This annual walkabout never fails to cause nightmares for the residents staying around the vicinity.
Imagine reaching home after a long day at work, only to find your carpark crammed with illegally-parked vehicles. And you're stuck in your own carpark, and can't get home!
And apparently it doesn't matter if you're a season parking ticket-holder either. Those stupid carpark attendants just don't bother.
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