Un dimanche a Singapour

Sunday morning... I love this song from the Velvet Underground... still Sunday morning just by yourself and abraod can get gloomy. I decided that MY sunday morning would NOT. Ok It was midday but still. When you wake up it is still the morning huh?



So I decided to go for a walk with my new lens. I was surprised by the flowers you find on the streets. While in France we have some dead "marguerite", ok they are nice but look at what you have over here , those magnificent orange flowers!

Incredible all the things I will see now that I have my new macro lens!

Flowers are nice,

but they don't feed the man, So I tried the famous kaya toast.
What is Kaya? a spread made of coconut and egg. Interesting ... in my language interesting means I am so fucking not having this. It also works for Durian, sharkfin or hello kitty printed sushis.

Actually kaya toasts rocks! it is delicious it just tastes like nice marmelade. Not even like coconut at all. The store is specialized in coffee and toast. I read that the creator made his fortune with this concept...
I am only wondering how empty it should be on the lunch break.

I carried on my walk to the center and found this cup of water. It is so hot that you always need a drink. I liked the poster behind looks like the dog is thirsty too.


On my way there was this sleepy old man... seems like the heat killed everybody today...
He looked so peaceful sitting on his chair. Barely paying attention to the hundreds shot I was taking of him. Eldery is really respected in Asia I heard. I was trying not to be rude...
you never know granpa might be a fan of Bruce Lee and wake up to kick my ass...



Then I made it to Haji Lane! fashion you said? hum hum... I will tell you more about Singaporean shops quite soon...