Sunday, November 20, 2005

Pig's Organs


This week I have mostly been eating Pig Organ Soup, actually I haven't, but it's one of the delectable dishes on offer in the newly transformed food court at Tampines Central. Strangely enough I haven't tried this speciality, nor have I tried the Peanut roll at Jolibean, it looks scarily like a shit sandwich to me.

Work has been a bit weird this week, first of all we had a memo come around at work that stated as of December 9, every second Friday is Eat with your Family day. Inspired by the Government decree, we can now leave work at 5:30 on a Friday night, and in fact will be prompted to leave by people doing rounds of the office. That is a very odd concept to an Aussie, back home this would mean the boss would have to come down to the pub to let you know you could go home now. But in a place where you are expected to work way too late, I'll take what I can get and shall be enjoying my drink with my friends night every second Friday.
Then we had a fire drill last week, I am used to the Aussie version of a fire drill where you find out when the drill is due and then catch the lift down just before hand to avoid the walk down the stairs, get your name marked off and head off for a coffee or a beer. Not here though, apparently they stop the lifts going down 30 minutes before the drill to prevent people going down early. They brought a fireman in to practice being a firmeman, had an ambulance here to practice being an ambulance, while we practiced not being on fire, scarily efficient and just a little bit odd if you ask me.
We went for a bike ride to Malaysia today, as one does when one is the tropics. Following a fairly damp Johor Straights crossing on a bumboat we set off for S. Rengkit for a seafood feast. It's quite an interesting ride, an infinetly poorer place than Singapore, but the locals didn't seem to notice and were a pretty happy bunch. I was somewhat of an amateur on the first outing on my new you beaut Cash Converters bike, falling off twice because I didn't kick out of the clip in pedals in time.
Malaysia is a reasonably conservative part of the world, so I was a little surprised to find the local tissue manufacturers were advertising just how many pulls you could expect get through per box of tissues.
200 is quite a few, although I have it on good authority from Degs that you can get more pulls from a tissue by splitting the 2 ply, important tip for students that one.
We're heading back home next week, and while Reidy will be kissing the tarmac when we get there, I will be kissing the Barmat at the Wallace.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Drain Fishing

This week I have mostly been haunted by the Little River Band, I am actually very disturbed to see they still exist and in fact still release albums (23 to date) and tour and stuff. I get to listem to them every day in a cab home from work courtesy of Classic Gold Easy Listening Hits FM or whatever the hell the radio staion is called. It is one of 15 government owned stations and seems to be the cabbies' station of choice. Ratings time must be such a surpirse; "And the winner is.... the government... again Yay."
I was also quite disappointed to discover Michael Bolton isn't dead, maybe I just hoped he was dead, anyway he isn't and is touring Singapore soon. If the enduring popluarity of the Little River Band is anything to go by, the baldy mulleted crooner of insipid love songs that turn your stools to liquid will be around for another 20 years in the lucrative Asia market.
We went to Hong Kong over the weekend and I was greeted with more Little River Band straight off the plane and has led me to believe that this band is sending subliminal mesages to HK cabbies to kill themselves and their passengers. Our cabby got himself up to 160Kmh within 5 minutes of leaving the airport, we also got a good look at all the lanes at various brief swervy intervals along the way into downtown Kowloon.
We went to Honkers to meet up with visiting NSW South Coast dignitaries Mummers and Rocket. When he wasn't attracting crowds of gaping Chinese dwarves he was wearing the subway as a hat and marvelling at the latest techniques in drain fishing.
Apart from the unsavoury fishing methods and the incredible crowds, and the meat sold from the roadside stalls, which is possibly only slightly more hygenic than eating fish that came out of a drain. Honng Kong is a great place ot visit.
Dramatically hilly compared to the 42Km long pancake that is Singapore, it is pretty damn spectacular. The weekend was capped off by a very generous Cathay Pacific that chose to upgrade us to Bidness on the way home.

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