[Sunday, 31 December, 2006]

Tai tai and princess.

The bicycles (was just testing the lighting without flash).

It’s so tiring to bend down for her.

What’s up? I don’t know.

Pretty photographer at work.

But she’s fierce!

Full of love.

A peek into the air port through the gate of the emergency exit.

The fit ones.

Group picture.

In the second day of the chalet, we were still at Changi Coast Road. There was a pause where we rested our legs and butts while viewing the aeroplanes and taking pictures. We did not stop for long before continuing with the journey where I had my island wide driving after passing my SAF class 4 test.

Bianhong said he would be the last man in the convoy but it ended up that he always cycled in front and thus I became the angel most of the time. At times when I overtook them, I always looked back to see if Junrong could keep up with us for he was carrying Pamela with him.

After that, we turned into East Coast Park in the cooling weather and after passing the holiday resort, my cold feet started to cramp. I regretted not wearing shoes. I managed to continue the journey with the hurting toe so amazingly until I swung my camera too hard that the unlocked battery cover came loose.

The whitened Huimin and her charm.

Resting at the jetty.

The scenery.

Admiring her own work.

The travelling.

Bianhong stopped by to wait for me and both of us soon raced up to catch the rest. We stopped at a jetty. At around the food centre, Yuting and princess went in separate route from the rest and I followed them. It was fun bullying them and taking pictures.

The bicycle flagged for the cab and both Pamela and Bianhong were kidnapped.

Bianhong was waiting for us in front and then the four of us finally reached the MacDonald’s to meet up with the rest. Then, Bianhong and I went to grab some bites. We were in the counter where the prettiest staff was at and we were so indecisive. Finally, I bought a filet-o-fish meal despite my throat discomfort. Gin Seng was the best guy this time as he went outside to count the number of bicycles and I could rest my mind with that.

The shagged faces.

Before we set off, Bianhong decided to take a cab and Pamela joined in and they managed to slot one of the bicycles into the back of the cab. There was a nearby place showing the current soccer match of Arsenal versus Sheffield United and the guys except John stayed behind. So, there left Junrong, Fenghui, John, Yuting, Huimin, princess and I travelling back.

Before I almost fell, off balanced on the bicycle and took this picture accidentally.

Return trip. All these were dangerously taken when I was cycling on one hand.

Fenghui was the fittest girl and she could easily lead the way with Junrong, whereas the other girls were dead beat. Along the way, I tried to motivate them to persist on. When I told Huimin we would be leaving her behind all by herself and she smartly replied, “你们舍得吗？” and I was quite lost. Then, I tried it on Yuting before the end of the East Coast Park and then I gradually increased my speed to maintain a distance with her and it seemed to work.

Up the higher ground near SAF Ferry Terminal.

The great one pushed the bicycle on the slope near Netheravon Road.

Towards Changi Coast Road, I was never as energetic as before and thus did not stand up as often to rest my butts. In the end, my butts were painful like the rest of them. I still continued to crap around and cycled by some of their sides whenever the road was cleared.
Eventually Junrong, Fenghui and John were gone after the road. Then, I started to feel pressured for the safety of the remaining three girls was in my hands. Whenever we passed by those night owls along the Changi Beach Road, I stayed very alert and listened for whistles of those desperadoes, which was heard earlier at East Coast Park.

It was a beautiful morning somehow.