• Amazing spicy, sweet, savory snacks and one of my favorite things here…..the first one is papri chaat and while I have no idea what the second one is, it was certainly tasty!!

  • Not sure if it helps or hurts that Webster's has the following definition for refractory:

      1:  resisting control or authority   
      2:  a. resistant to treatment or cure, b. unresponsive to stimulus
      3:  difficult to fuse, corrode, or draw out; especially capable of enduring high temperature

  • I thought he was just sitting on the edge (about 15 stories up) of a building that was being demolished taking a break….but no….

    Silly Girl!!  He was using a sledge hammer to break off bits of the building while sitting 15 stories up with no hardhat and flip flops but he did have a harness … whew!
  • Granny bashers (a horrible irish name for this style of bike – and makes one wonder if granny had a few too many pints before getting on her bike to head back home) are all the rage here and are, I must admit, a very cool form of transport and FAR less scarier than any form of 2 wheeled motorized transportation.  (Sadly, I am speaking from experience).

    Any who, I thought this one was kinda cool….just missing a basket.

  • I was headed back from some work and saw this guy….all dressed up and tied to a tree ( no where to go )  ahem…

    Anyway, I love the the bullocks here for lots of reasons – for their ambling down the center of a major road letting people know that they are in way to much of a hurry, for their haughty colorful horns, bells and other embellishments (I swear that they know they look good), and their general survival ability in the city…

    I think this Zebu (type of cow here) noticed my camera – we were at a traffic stop for a while so I had a chance to take a few shots – and started glamin…..notice the smile and bit of drool in the second pic.  Just another reason to love em.

  • ….ok…so serendipity works her magic ever so often in my life and March 13th happened to be one of those days….

    ANYONE who is a fan of jazz knows the Marsalis family and honestly, I couldn't believe my luck when on the way to a concert on my second day in Singapore, I noticed a sign stating that the Branford Marsalis Quartet was playing!!!
    HOLY !@#% – what an amazing opportunity….so the A's and myself tromped off to see them and were BLOWN away.  
    Apart from an amazing bassist and pianist, and of course Marsalis himself, the DRUMMER kicked it!  I have never seen drumming like that in my life and it was a absolute pleasure to see someone love what they were doing as much as he did AND be so amazing at it!  If you get a chance to see the Quartet or Justin Faulkner - the kid (only 18) is AMAZING – don't cheat yourself (Jason, Peter are you listening…), if you can go, GO….it was the best concert I have been to in years!

  • Great tapas bar in Singapore….no idea where it is (scratch that – it is some where near Orchard Rd) with fabulous wine ….a great way to get a smile back on the face after seeing Agora….

    It is an amazing movie….seriously….but a reminder of how dangerous unquestioned, blind beliefs and the "mob" are….

  • After a week of torture – read yoga teacher training (and I promise there will be more on this once I get my certificate) – it was a superb, albeit sweaty, respite to walk around the Botanical Gardens.

    Bizarrely, there was a cactus section (strange given the sub-tropical climate) and swans….who knew they came that far south.  
    Seriously though, it is one of the gems in Singapore….green, peaceful and a place to spend lots of hours reading a book or like me, trying to capture the beauty.
    And a Bird…..

  • …ok, maybe not so ungodly – but we did have to wake up at 5:15 to be on time for our days of torment that would constitute the yoga teachers training course…more on that later….

    Haji Lane is a very cool spot in Singapore – a city/country that seems to be a bizarre mix of 1984 and Brave New World with a healthy dose of gluttony thrown in – not unlike a few other countries I know.  I often wondered while here, as I do in other similar places I visit,  how much intellectual and individual freedom people were giving up to live in such an ordered, controlled, constrained place that is so hopped up on consumerism. 
    Anyway, in that craziness, Haji Lane is a refreshingly bohemian place full of hookahs, graffiti, tattoo parlors and other forms of social disobedience and individual expression. One area of that expression/ social disobedience is the graffiti on the shop houses.  It is pretty awesome…here are a couple of pics taken before the sun came up….
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  • Nope….as much as I would like to think so….it wasn't for my arrival.  I think it was for the end of the month (Singapore was celebrating a month long Chinese New Year).

    Regardless, the fireworks I captured from the apartment window was a nice way to cap off a Sunday!