If you listen to RX, you would have heard by now the general consensus about our recent trip to Singapore: That it was the best RX trip EVER. That said, I will try to re-capture why we unanimously agreed so. I was supposed to post this day by day as we were in SG, because I brought my laptop and I read there was internet in the rooms, only to find out later that we had to pay for internet service, for SD10 per hour, which comes out to around 340 pesos per hour.
But I get ahead of myself. Let’s start from the very beginning. The whole RX contingent was divided into 2, half took PAL, half took Cebu Pacific. I was part of the PAL group. We met up at the Centennial airport at 4am, for our 6am flight. Practically everyone had ZERO sleep. Most just stayed up to be able to wake up early enough to make it to airport by 4am. I woke up at 230am to get ready.
The flight took 3 1/2 hours and we landed behind the Cebu Pacific group even if they actually had the later flight because our flight was delayed. We met up at the hotel and I was roomed up with Tom Alvarez of the Late Night Clinic. In case you’re wondering why we always do the “4” sign with our hands, it stands for “singaFOUR”.
Of course we took pictures with all our cameras. We took pictures every chance we got. I submit exhibit A:
And that’s just my camera. A lot of us didn’t have our rooms ready, so we all decided to hang out next door to our room, the room of Cerah and Hazel of Playtime. Before we knew it, we were all there, behaving like 8-year-olds, taking “wockee” pictures as if it were the very first time we ever used a camera. The whole childishness of it all reduced us all to giggling children, especially when we discovered that my camera had the burst of 3 shots. So we did 3 different “wockee” poses one after the other:
Of course now I realize that “wacky” to most people translates to “slightly funny, but still cute”. Unfortunately for me, my definition of “wacky” is “try to look as much like a deranged orangutan”. So while everyone still looked camera-friendly, I ended up looking like someone who suffered from drug-induced abnormalities. Eventually the RoRo boys arrived (they were the only ones not in the room yet) and so we proceeded with our fun photoshoot:
Again, notice how everyone looked human, while I ended up looking like a jejepoke (Pokemon na Jejemon). We also tried the Friends shot with us on the bed with the photo taken from above. That was chaotic. Jude kept falling off the bed and we couldn’t fit our faces in a circle. We just kept on laughing:
Since we didn’t have a room yet, Tom suggested we walk around. Little did I know we’d end up walking until, what felt like Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia! Tom is a maniac! He kept on walking and walking and walking, and every time I complained, he would ask me how old I am. We walked from Queens street to the Sim Lim area, then back to Orchard Rd. then back to the hotel. When I saw a Starbucks, I demanded we stopped to refuel on caffeine, because it might alleviate the pain in my feet. It felt like a couple of my toes fell off in my shoes. This is me trying my best to muster a faint smile without hitting Tom for making me walk that far:
Okay, eventually we were called back because we were going out to have dinner together. We convened in the RoRo boys’ room, which was adjacent to the boss’s room, and this is how they rolled…or at least laid down in bed. The RoRo boys and Cerah and Hazel had the only rooms that had one big bed for them to share, while the rest of us thankfully had separate beds. I don’t know if they spooned, but I’m not familiar with this particular “position”. So let me call this…the “96”.
From the hotel we traveled by subway to that outdoor seafood extravaganza which our Pinay SG guide described as a “tourist trap”. So of course, we had lots of fun fooling around the subway rides.
And this is me taking a picture of the cctv at the subway, with Gino photo bombing from behind:
And here’s Rico molesting a giant yellow pussy:
When we got to the open air seafood street thingy, it was crazy! Each restaurant was trying to steal each other’s customers, all of them tempting you with hooks like free first round of drinks and 50% off on everything. The others would even tell you once you’ve chosen that the resto you chose has lousy food. But even with all the discounts they dangle in front of you, you’ll still end up paying an arm and a leg because the food is so expensive there!
But I must say, we had seafood galore! We had all sorts of ocean creatures for dinner, like fish, shrimps, stingrays, scallops, and of course, the SG specialty, the spicy crabs! It was orgasmic. They served friend bread that you dip into the sauce, then you close your eyes, then you convulse in paroxysms of culinary pleasure. My taste buds were quivering with delight. If I smoked, I would’ve needed a cigarette after. The big ass crabs were this big. I dub thee…echoserang crab:
But I must say, the view was pretty good. It was by the water, and the buildings all had pretty lights that reflected on the water’s surface. Here are the Party Pilipinas boys to model the view:
After the early flight, the walk to Malaysia with Tom, the long walk to the dinner, it was the fullest 1st day I’ve ever spent while traveling! I was pooped and ready to collapse. When we got to the hotel, I was out like a light. Many slept with the clothes they had on. We were THAT tired (for the record, I took a bath and wore my pajamies before going to sleep).