Note to self: never go JB on a public holiday! We spent like 1.5 hrs queuing at JB customs to get our passports stamped. That resulted in us reaching the place late, not enough time to go the places we wanted to go etc. Well I did get my haircut (think he layered too much so now it sticks out) but he spent so much time cutting it I can’t fault him, and at least my split ends are gone. And for the first time, we had difficulty finding a cab in JB! (almost half hour spent trying to flag one down, and cabbies reject us saying got jam near customs! Where got such thing one?)
Yes, so after a whole day of waiting, queuing etc. I made my way down to Padang for more jostling with people. Reached around 7, was amazed to find the sheer number of people in red, picnicking at Padang, walking around the area to find a good spot. Thankfully tj’s family went early to chope seats (what a S’porean thing to do), so I joined them, watching parts of the parade on the large screen, chit-chatting, eating and indulging in another s’porean activity: cam-whoring. It was fun playing with my camera, trying out different settings (though I haven’t gone to figure out the ISO ones yet) but I must say I’m v pleased with it so far
The fireworks were pretty. Love the gold ones with the stars at the end. Think I’ll go through idiotic things just to catch fireworks. But I love them.
Thing that struck me is the patriotism that people have, I see a lot of people wearing red, and everyone young and old seems v happy sitting there, chilling, queuing up to buy food, to “chope” a good spot, clapping and cheering during the fireworks or when the helicopters go by with the giant national flag. Feels good, even if nobody really gives a damn about patriotism or being Singaporean after August 9 is over.
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