Showing posts with label hawker center. Show all posts
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Monday, September 9, 2013

Labrador Park...Are Those Ghosts I Saw?







Another hot sunny day in Singapore! My bus ride dropped me within a few steps of some dense woods which provided me some much needed shade.

I found myself at the entrance of the hilly side of Labrador Park. As I walked up the first hill, I noticed many signs describing the historical events that occurred here. Since it is located at the entrance to the bay it is a strategic location and is loaded with fortifications. There are secret tunnels, gun emplacements, and bronze statues of soldiers loading a 6 inch gun.




I was very tired when I approached the big gun so I took a short nap in one of the shell storage boxes. When I awoke I started down the trail and came across the underground bunkers of an old fort called Pasir Panjang.


I had heard about ghosts that live in the park but I didn't believe the stories...but then, what was it that I saw in the distance just past the bunkers...???


At the bottom of the trail, the thick woods opened up to the lovely rocky shore. I passed a machine gun pill box and next to it is a very tall obelisk. A sign says the name of the obelisk is Batu, but no one is seems to know when or why it was built.




At the entrance of Kepple channel is a long boardwalk that led me along some fancy condos, and on to a hawker center at the base of Vivo City.





I was starving and parched. I woke up the hawker center cat called Tom and pleaded for some food and drink. He kindly led me to his friend, the owner of a prata stall, who graciously offered me a shredded up egg prata and a bowl of lime juice. The prata was delicious but the lime juice was too sweet for me.

Tom went back to sleep so I left for home. I had a great time discovering this area. However, I am still wondering if I saw ghosts or if it was just the heat playing games with my imagination...




Monday, March 18, 2013

I almost got caught!











My Mom and Dad went out for dinner with Samantha and her boyfriend, Alexei so I figured it was a good time for me to take a night trip of my own. I ended up at a neat little hawker center located in a public housing area (HDB) called the Ghim Moh Road Market Food Center. The cornerstone vendor is Master Crab the Crab Specialist.
The place was packed with people from all walks of life. A German Shepherd was roaming around the area and spotted me. I was afraid of him because he was so big. I arched my back and hissed at him but he was not concerned at all. He calmly said, "Was ist los mein lieber?" I answered, "I don't speak German!"
"I just asked you, what is happening my dear?" he stated in perfect English. "My name is Hans. You looked German so I thought you would understand."
It looked like he was not going to eat my head off so I calmed down and remarked, "My name is Purrla and I am not your dear! By the way, how many languages do you speak?"
"Besides German and English I also speak Chinese and French". He added, "As you know, Purrla, we can't speak with humans but it is good that we can communicate with animals from different parts of the world."
I was impressed with his sophistication. He is quite a worldly dog. He showed me around and then asked if I wanted to try some Chili Crabs, the speciality of the house.
I was concerned they would be too spicy so he suggested the Crab with Salted Egg.
He walked me to the back of the restaurant and a very nice lady put out some of each crab for us. I figured out Hans must have a lot of girlfriends since he knew in advance what the lady was going to put out and that she would have enough for two.
I tried both kinds of crab and found that the Chili Crab was not too hot for me but I still  preferred the salted egg ones. The problem was that they were so very messy. I got sauce all over my face...But it was soooo good.
After we got all cleaned up we walked back out front.
As we turned the corner I GOT THE SHOCK OF MY LIFE!
Mom, Dad, Samantha and Alexei were at the same restaurant!
I turned to Hans and told him I really had a good time but my people are here and they do not know I know how to sneak out of my house.
He responded, "Come back to see me ...my dear Purrla."
I ran as fast as I could to the bus stop and arrived back to the condo just a few minutes  before my parents got home.
THAT WAS A CLOSE ONE!