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On Saturday night we headed out to St. James Power Station, so-called because it was a power station which has now been refurbished into a complex of very hip and stylish inter-connecting clubs with different themes. An awesome concept – I love it!

I’ve been here once before in November last year when I checked out Dragon Fly – the Chinese pop songs theme room. They have cover bands and singers performing Canto and Mando-pop songs, with dancers on a big rock stage. I felt very Chinese in there – it was great!

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After that, we checked out the Latin room – Movida. The immediate thing that struck us? The singers on stage. Latin girls, latin girls. Mmm.

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And Latin music is so infectuous – I moved parts of my body which I never moved before. Or at least I think I moved them anyway. Other people around me might have been wondering wtf is he doing?! Hahah!

This is the bar in Movida. V. pretty.

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We had so much fun in there that we thought we’d try our luck and book a table for NYE. At first, one waiter gave me the card for his manager and asked me to call the next morning. Give up? Never! So I flag down another waiter and asked the same question and bingo! We got a table for NYE! Woohoo!

Next up on our crawl was Bellini Room – the jazz theme club.

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As the night wore on, or should I say as the alcohol got piled on (we shared a bottle of Jack Daniel, with green-tea mixers), we felt more and more festive. I remember singing along to the lounge singer’s rendition of Amy Winehouse’s “Rehab”.

They tried to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no.

Very loudly I might add. :mrgreen:

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We had so much fun in here too that we thought, “Hey! Let’s ask for a table for Xmas Eve!” Got talking to a waitress and booyakasha – we got a table for Xmas Eve! Tonight! Woohoo! What dumb luck we have.

In our high, happy and drunken state we hopped into a taxi to head into Geylang – Singapore’s famous red-light district – for … frog porridge. And yes the thought of availing ourselves with the services of professional working women did cross our minds. I would be lying (and not a man) if I said otherwise. ;)

Anyways, frog porridge is yum – what does it look like???

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A piece of chicken really and it tastes like it too. We ordered one with ginger and spring onion and the kung-pao one. Kung pao one was super hot!

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Geylang is not only famous for being the red-light district of Singapore but it also has a lot of good restaurants and eateries. Food and sex – two of our most basic needs. :)

After the food, I took Rob on a tour (ironic since I’m the tourist) of the infamous Geylang lanes where the women stand in a row along the street. I told Rob that if he gets tempted, just say so and I will wait for him at a nearby kopitiam. Hahah! But we both settled with just gawking and looking at the women – some of whom are very pretty.

Later at home, a cold shower was very much needed. :mrgreen:


Day 2 was a very sedate affair compared to the previous day’s shenanigans. I headed out to my cousin’s place and spend the afternoon and evening with her parents and her husband. And I enjoyed it thoroughly. I have always been a very family-oriented person so I enjoy every single bit of time I get to spend with my relatives.

The day consisted of catching up with news about almost every single person in our large extended family (mom has 9 siblings), whilst watching TV and having drinks and munchies. Simple things in life are really the best.

After a nice home-cooked dinner, I sat on the porch with my uncle and discussed Malaysian politics with him. Even though I’m now Australian, I still get moved by the problems and frustrations that my uncle relates to me. Singapore is great but if Malaysia ever gives its ethnic minorities a fair go, it can be just as good if not better. But that will probably not happen in our life times. Shame really.

Then we caught a Manchester United vs. Everton match on TV. Not being a football fan, I enjoyed it actually. It was probably the company, and watching and hearing my uncle and cousin-in-law shouting at the TV. :D

After that, I headed back to Rob’s place on the MRT. And so ended Day 2.