Lion city, here we come

I received an invitation from my cousin-aunty to her daughter's wedding in Singapore.  Since no one else is going from my family, and Aunty Naemah came to Picipu's wedding, I had to reciprocate.  And for the first time in her adult life, my sister Idah wanted to follow  with her three children.  So did our Aunt Chor. All the 6 of us found ourselves waiting for the delayed train outbound South.

It finally arrrived and we settled into our bunks. The train speeds, bumps, jolts and swayed like mad, I could not sleep. Alhamdulillah we made it to Woodlands safely for the wedding.

Arriving very early in the morning, we took a taxi to Abang Amin's house at Pasir Ris and after a hearty breakfast and happy-to-see-you-again banter, we got ready for the wedding and took the very efficient public transport to the Community Hall at Hougang,

More happy-to-see-you-again encounters, I met many other relatives whom, like me, has changed somewhat due to age and lack of exercise.  The younger generation  has grown  that I could not recognise them, including Suzie, the bride if she was not the bride on that auspicious day.

The food was great. Beautiful buffet and food arrangement with many varieties of delicious  food. And of course, there was sambal goreng!

Since so many guest kept coming to the staggered invite, we decided to make room and left the ceremony with a heartfelt 'nanti-jumpa-lagi,'  and went shopping to Geyland Serai taking along the wedding favours, goody bags and packed 'Nasi Beryani'.

Then Idah said, 'tak best sangat lah Singapore ni'. She had summed up that she had seen all of the country, and  to do justice to our Dad's kampung, I took them to Orchard Road, where the shopping splendour is and left her speechless. Everything was expensive. All that I could buy at CK Tang was the plastic jelly moulds.

Day 1 over.

2nd day was kid's day.  Universal Studio. Awesome and  worth the price of the ticket.  If I were to write what we did there, it would be one long post, so you have to go and see for yourself.

 Knowing that l do not like rollercoasters, Idah tricked me on getting on one, I nearly died and as soon as I got off, l had to recollect myself under the dinasour and its watering egg.

So much to do and try out at the theme park, it even 'snowed' that night. From 10 am till the Universal Studio staff lined up to wave the visitors goodnight at the entrace, everyone still had something they did not try out.

Very tiring 2nd day over. We took the MRT from Vivocity to East Harbour, (or is it West Harbour??) to Koven station, then a bus to Pasir Ris, one long public transporting.

Day 3 was Aunt Chor's day to Mustafa Shopping Mall, a much bigger version of our Mydin. Many floors of many merchandise.

Before Mustafa Mall, we went to Arab Street which have had a massive facelift  and had been conferred the title ' heritage village,'  bringing us back to way back when when Kak Limah's family used to live there with the other merchant families.

Near Arab Street there is the Haji Lane, two rows of shops interfacing, had turned into boutique style, smallish, chic and extremely charming shopping arcade.

That night, still not familiar with the city, we were late to the train station, and ran while waving for the train to wait. Unfortunately I could not take a shot in that state of activity.But we did look comical as we ran 'pontang panting' with our bags and goods.