Monday, October 12, 2009

OOPSII AND OUR TRIP TO THE FISH FARM (15 AUG 2009)

Since Daddy got his new toy, Oopsii, he'd been obsessed with taking Oopsii out. He goes fishing a lot, and as a result, our chest freezer is now constantly filled to the brim with his prized catches - Stingrays, Snappers, Golden Travelly, etc. One night, Daddy even fished 3 human beings from the sea! Don't worry... they're NOT in our chest freezer.

On that fateful night, Oopsii was chartered by a group of men who wanted to go night fishing. Daddy was their skipper. The night started beautifully, but about 2 hours into the charter, they spotted a storm coming towards them fast. Oopsii raced to seek shelter at a yacht club. After the storm passed, Daddy steered the group back to Punggol Marina and everyone went home, except Daddy who stayed back to clean Oopsii. During that time, Daddy picked up an SOS message on the radar. It was in the dead of the night, and no one else was at the Marina. Courageously, Daddy went off alone to search for the people who'd sent out the SOS message.

Daddy found 2 men clinging precariously to a capsized boat, and a third man who was unconscious drifting away. Daddy pulled the 3 men up onto Oopsii and drove at top speed back to the Marina. Enroute, he was stopped by the coastguard, who didn't even pick up the SOS message (!) and questioned Daddy for going so fast. When Daddy explained the situation to the coastguard and they saw the comatose man on the boat, they escorted Oopsii back to the Marina. An ambulance whisked the 3 men away.

The next day, a newspaper reporter picked up the lead and wanted to interview Daddy, but Daddy declined.

On 15 August 2009, Daddy suggested taking the family out on Oopsii to visit his friend's fish farm. The farm was out at sea, near Punggol Marina. The fish farm isn't open to the public, so we were lucky to be able to visit it. Gwen's family joined us that afternoon.


When we got to the fish farm, the caretaker handed us a big bucket of small fish for us to feed the fishes and showed us around. The farm reared many different types of fishes in pools of seawater segregated by nets. It was similar to the kelong we visited in Kukup, except this farm was bigger, cleaner and much more professional. They even had 2 monster grouper in one of the pools, but we didn't get to see them during our visit.


At first glance, the deep pools of seawater didn't appear to contain any fishes, but the moment we tossed a small fish into the pool, the reared fishes would appear at lightning speed to eat up the small fish. The caretaker showed us where they reared Tilapia, and that was the most fascinating of all the pools. There were thousands of Tilapia. When we tossed the small fish into the Tilapia's pool, the Tilapia jumped, thrashed about and fought so hard for the small fish that the pool looked like it was boiling. It was fascinating.

By the end of our visit, our hands were all bloody from handling the dead, small fish and I had fish bits on my face and in my hair. Yucks! I really really stank.

On the way back, rain came splashing down. As Oopsii zipped through the water, the raindrops felt like bullets when they struck our faces. Ouch!!!

We were dirty, smelly, and in pain, but the trip was well worth it. :)

Thursday, August 27, 2009

EXPLORING JOO CHIAT (26 JULY 2009)

Grandpa Eddy is an ardent fan of the wanton mee stall at Tembeling Road called Hong Mao Noodle. Four mornings a week, he'll be there tucking into a bowl of wanton mee for breakfast. He said the wanton skin was so silky smooth that the flavourful wanton would literally melt in your mouth. He spoke so highly of the stall that the rest of us decided that we should have a bowl of wanton mee for Sunday brunch one day.


Two Sundays after our cruise to nowhere, we pulled up at the wanton mee stall in our MPV. We quickly found 2 tables in the coffeeshop for our whole family, but the wait for the wanton mee was horrendous. Forty-five minutes later, my noodles were still not here. I couldn't wait any longer, so I had prata instead. Ah Gong, Ah Ma, and Mommy who waited for the wanton mee weren't too impressed. Fairly ordinary noodles with an extraordinarily long wait was their verdict. Hygiene was also very poor at the stall. Sorry Grandpa Eddy! We're in no hurry to go back...

Feeling rather dissatisfied with the culinary experience, Mommy suggested that we explored the rest of Joo Chiat to see what else there was to pop into our mouths. We passed a row of very pretty conservation shophouses, an old Chinese shop which sold cane furniture, and an equally ancient Chinese bakery. By the time we got to East Coast Road, we were all very sweaty and pining for something cold.


An icy dessert would be perfect, so Grandpa Eddy suggested having chendol at Glory Catering on East Coast Road. He ordered a round of chendol and an assortment of Nonya kueh for everyone. Mommy and I both liked sticky kueh with 9 layers of colours.



A little further down the road was Gina's Vadai stall in a coffeeshop called Carlton Restaurant. Grandpa Eddy loved vadai and he reckoned this stall had the best in Singapore. The rest of us had never tried vadai before, so Grandpa Eddy bought some for us to sample. It was sinfully oily but flavourful. I liked it!

On the other side of the road, we stumbled upon an interesting find - Katong Antique House, a museum showcasing all things Peranakan. The owner and curator of the museum, Mr Peter Wee, welcomed us in and introduced us to his wife and friend who were having lunch at the back of the shophouse. Mr Wee was fiercely proud of his Peranakan roots and he had spent about 30 years collecting Peranakan clothing, jewellery, beaded shoes, porcelain, portraits and pictures. We learnt that Keong Saik Street was named after his great grandfather. We had a nice chat with Mr Wee and his wife, and Ah Ma and Grandma Nancy bought some homemade nonya goodies from the lovely couple. We promised to re-visit one day before saying goodbye to them.


We continued walking. We passed Mary's Corner Tau Kwa Pau shop, the row of laksa stalls all laying claims to serving the original and the best Katong laksa around, and the Red House (an old-fashioned confectionery which has since been hoarded up because the building is dangerously close to collapsing). No traditional cream cakes for me... but we did come across some really cute terrapins in a tub. All in all, it was an interesting day-out.

CRUISE TO NOWHERE (19 JULY 2009)

Daddy had spent the last one year dreaming, conceptualising, designing and building an all aluminium fishing powerboat.
When OOPSII The Boat was finally on water, Captain Daddy welcomed us on board her maiden voyage. Brand new lifevests were handed out by Captain Daddy, and bags of munchies were handed out by First Mate Mommy. After Captain Daddy's safety briefing, we were off to explore the smelly waters near Punggol Marina!


Seasickness didn't seem to feature in anyone's mind. Those nasty memories of being sick on board the whale watching cruise in the Gold Coast were kept out of Grandma Nancy's head, as she happily competed with Ah Ma on finishing a bag of Twisties.


We saw several kelongs in the water during our cruise, and Captain Daddy made a brief stop on Seletar Island for us to check out the beach (or rather, lack thereof). The narrow strip of brown sand was riddled with trash and populated by sandflies. Double yucks! We stayed long enough for a group shot before heading back.


Everyone had full confidence in Captain Daddy's boating skills, and he didn't disappoint us. It was a smooth ride from start to finish. :)

Saturday, July 04, 2009

TRIP TO PULAU UBIN (28 JUNE 2009)

Pulau Ubin (which means "Granite Island" in Bahasa Melayu) is an island to the north-east coast of Singapore. Years ago, granite quarries, plunging 30 to 40 metres deep into the ground, used to operate on the island, but the whole island has since been acquired by the government and is now state land. Since then, the government has stepped in to improve the infrastructure on the island, but it's still relatively undeveloped compared to the rest of Singapore. It's probably the only place in Singapore where one can readily sample "kampong life".


Grandma Nancy's brother, Granduncle Alvin, visits Ubin regularly and he told Grandma Nancy about the bumper crop of durians on the island this season. All of us thought picking durians in the wild would be a fruitful way of spending a Sunday.

Our plan was to get to the island in the morning, bike around in search of durian trees, pick durians to our hearts' content, have lunch on the island, then return home to enjoy seed after seed of bittersweet durian. But of course... things never really go according to grand plans, do they?

We were supposed to be on the island bright and early, but as it turned out, the allure of sleep kept our plans at bay. We got up late, and by the time we arrived at Changi Village to catch the bumboat to Ubin, there were no carpark lots left at Changi Village! We had to wait a really long time for a lot to free up.

When we got to the jetty, we saw many groups of people returning from Ubin with gunny sacks filled with durians. "Leave some for us!", we almost yelled in panic. Well, the early bird catches the worm, they say.

The bumboat ticket to Ubin cost S$2.50 each one-way. The ride to Ubin only took about 15 mins.
Once we arrived at Ubin, we were greeted by the sight of a leathery old man selling his pickings for the day, whetting our appetite to pick our own. But first up, lunch.


Daddy steered us to a restaurant, where he'd been before. We ordered mee goreng, fried Hokkien mee, fried beehoon, steamed crab, sambal sotong, chilli mussels, leatherjacket fish in black bean sauce, fried chicken and sambal kangkong. Everyone heaped praises on the mee goreng and fried chicken. Only Daddy stayed silent. He had had a peek of the kitchen whilst looking for the toilet, and had seen sewage in an exposed drain flowing right through the kitchen. That pretty much killed his appetite. Fortunately, none of us fell sick after the meal.


After lunch, we hired bikes from a random shop in the village. Grandpa Eddy and Grandma Nancy shared a tandem bike. Ah Gong and Ah Ma were supposed to share a second tandem bike, but Ah Gong had great difficulty keeping his balance with Ah Ma on the bike! Daddy had to take Ah Ma as his pillion in the end. Much to Daddy's dismay as he had to suffer her nags in stereo the whole journey... Ah Gong, on the other hand, was very glad to have a bike all to himself. Mommy took me on her bike, and Ning Che Che took Su Ann on hers.


None of us knew where the durian trees were, so Grandpa Eddy rang Granduncle Alvin for directions. Granduncle Alvin tried his best to give us directions, but it was way too difficult for Grandpa Eddy to ride a tandem bike and receive directions on the phone at the same time. Grandpa Eddy gave up on receiving directions after a while. We would just have to sniff the air for the signature, pungent fragrance of the durian fruit, and keep a lookout for the trees as we rode.

We passed abandonned granite quarries, a mangrove swamp, a boy who caught a stone fish, coconut trees, rambutan trees, jackfruit trees, but we just didn't spot any durian trees!


Grandpa Eddy and Grandma Nancy had been struggling to keep up with the group, so when the rest of us got to the top of a slope, we stopped by the side of the road to wait for them. It was then that both my grandmothers fell!!! Grandpa Eddy had trouble cycling up the slope, so Grandma Nancy pushed their bike up the slope instead. She somehow managed to lose her balance whilst pushing the bike and fell, with the bike landing on top of her. Her elbow got scratched up pretty badly. Then, Ah Ma got off her bike to have a look-see. She too somehow managed to lose her balance and tumbled onto a bush. Poor bush!


After their falls, the enthusiasm of both my grandmothers to look for durians waned. Ah Ma kept using Su Ann and me as excuses to get the group to turn back. She kept going on and on about the heat, about how Su Ann and I shouldn't be under the sun for so long, blah blah, until Daddy couldn't take the nagging anymore and decided to steer the group back to the village. The truth was Su Ann and I were comfortable and we were really enjoying the ride. I was looking forward to going to one of the beaches on the island as well, but I would now have to give that a miss.

I was feeling rather disappointed when Ning Che Che caught sight of a durian tree and signalled to our group to stop. The tree was actually pretty close to where we started our ride. Both my grandmothers eagerly scoured the forest floor for fallen durians, but the "early birds" had picked the area clean, except for... one fruit which had been obscured by leaves. Grandma Nancy spotted that one and proudly held it up like a nugget of gold! Finally, we had one and we returned to the village triumphant!

After returning our bikes, the tribe descended on the village's only provision shop. To celebrate her find, Grandma Nancy ordered a round of icy cold coconuts for everyone. She also bought some rambutans from the shopkeeper, and got them to split open the durian for us. Each of the adults took a seed, and they said it was "very shiok"!

On the way back to the jetty, we stopped for mee rebus at a little coffee shop. Ubin was a lovely adventure for all of us. We will certainly return for more.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Less than a week after returning from Brisbane, I underwent surgery.

The bottom lashes of both my eyes had been growing inwards for the longest time. They poked and rubbed against my eyes each time I blinked. I grew to live with the discomfort, so no one knew I had a problem until I started blinking really hard one day. At first, my family thought I had picked up the bad habit of blinking super hard, and I had to endure both the discomfort and their scolding! Poor me!

Despite their scolding, I continued to blink really hard and my eyes turned red one day. Mommy took me to the pediatrician who suspected I was allergic to something. Mommy wasn't quite convinced so she took me to the National Eye Centre ("NEC") for a thorough check. It was the NEC which broke the news to Mommy that I needed surgery, and quite urgently, as my eyes had already been scratched up pretty badly by my lashes. The doctor said he could see the scars on my eyes and an infection had caused my eyes to turn red. He prescribed an antibiotic eye drop and a date was fixed for me to undergo an operation after my trip to Australia. Mommy felt really guilty for scolding me...

I was under general anesthesia for the operation. After the procedure, the area under my eyes was bruised and bloody. I had to miss my school's field trip to the zoo, but I wasn't about to miss Mommy's cousin, Aunty Eu-An's wedding. I was looking forward to being a flowergirl! Mommy, Ah Ma and Ning Che Che cleaned my eyes and applied medication for me every day. Fortunately, by 20 June 2009 (the wedding day), my eyes were pretty again.


The solemnisation and wedding banquet were held at the Grand Ballroom of the Ritz Carlton Millenia Hotel. It was a lavish affair with about 800 guests. Aunty Eu-An praised me for doing well as her flowergirl!


Sunday, June 07, 2009

TRIP TO QUEENSLAND (29 MAY TO 7 JUNE 2009)

When Mommy discovered that Emirates was offering Singapore-Brisbane return tickets for only S$430.00 all-in, she could hardly believe her eyes. She grabbed those tickets for the whole family before they were gone.

Mommy planned to take us all to Brisbane, Rainbow Beach, Fraser Island and the Gold Coast. She painstakingly pieced together our itinerary, booked our accommodation and hired a mini-bus for the whole family, but the unpredictable weather and a really unreliable vehicle rental company nearly ruined our trip, even before we set foot on Oz.

About a week and a half before our trip, Mother Nature wreaked havoc on South-East Queensland, bringing freak high tides and dumping so much rain so suddenly that there was widespread flooding, road closures and power outages. Things were looking quite bad, but there was nothing we could do, except pray that the high tides would recede and the sun would come out in time to bring cheer to our plans.

Just when the weather reports started to look rosier, Mommy received an e-mail from the vehicle rental company called Rolo (http://www.rolo.com.au/) that we'd to pay an additional AUD150.00 to pick up the mini-bus from the airport after office hours. Before Mommy made the booking with Rolo, they had given Mommy a fee quote of the hire based on the dates and times of pick-up and return of the vehicle. Rolo knew full well that we'd be picking up and returning the vehicle late at night, but their fee quote had made no mention of an additional after hours fee. This additional fee was also not stated anywhere in Rolo's terms and conditions or their website when Mommy made the booking. All of a sudden, just 3 days before our trip, Rolo decided to tell us of this hefty additional charge (AUD150 to pick up after hours, and possibly another AUD150 to return after hours). Mommy wrote to Rolo to seek a waiver of this additional fee, and was told that the company would look into the matter and revert. Just one day before our flight, Rolo reverted to say that the additional fee was still payable. Then barely an hour after e-mailing us to say that, they suddenly e-mailed us again to say the vehicle was no longer available and that they'd refund the deposit they'd collected from us! The news dropped on Mommy like a ton of bricks. Only a mini-bus could ferry our whole family, and not many vehicle rental companies in Brisbane had mini-buses amongst their fleet. Where were we going to find an alternative mini-bus at such short notice?

After digesting the bad news, Daddy managed to get in touch with a different vehicle rental company minutes before they closed for the day. This second company told Daddy over the phone that they had a mini-bus available for hire, and that Daddy should send over his credit card particulars straight away to secure the booking. Daddy did as told, only to be met with an e-mail minutes later to say that they'd made a mistake and that the mini-bus was actually broken!

Daddy stayed up all night trying to look for an alternative, and eventually secured a booking with Europcar (http://www.europcar.com.au/). Europcar really saved our trip, and we've no qualms about recommending them to anyone who wants to hire a vehicle in Oz. The Toyota Hiace mini-bus we got was a new-model vehicle, it was in pristine condition and their rates were reasonable. Their rates were not the lowest, but the company was reliable and we had no problems at all returning the vehicle at the airport late at night.

As it turns out, the weather was fine for most part of the trip, and Su Ann and I had an adventure of a lifetime. Here's what we did.


DAY ONE - 29 MAY 2009 (FRIDAY)

1330 hrs: The usual travelling suspects (Grandpa Eddy, Grandma Nancy, Ah Gong, Ah Ma, Laoyi, Daddy, Mommy, Ning Che Che, Su Ann and I) had just collected our boarding passes from the Emirates counter. Emirates Flight No. EK432 to Brisbane was scheduled to take off at 1520 hrs. With some time to spare, we headed to the staff canteen at Terminal One for lunch.

1430 hrs: After lunch, we took a brisk walk to the boarding gate. The gate was a fair distance away from the customs checkpoint, and it was closing in 20 mins. As usual, no time for any duty free shopping!

1445 hrs: We were at the boarding gate, watching airplanes take off and land.


1515 hrs: Our flight was finally ready for boarding. Mommy, Ning Che Che and Su Ann sat up front where the bassinet seats were. Next to them was another Singaporean family with a toddler who was a month older than Su Ann. Su Ann had company! Grandpa Eddy, Grandma Nancy, Ah Gong and Daddy shared a row of seats further back. Ah Ma, Laoyi and I shared a row of seats adjacent to them. The flight was full.

1550 hrs: The take-off was delayed by 30 mins, but the Captain said the flight would be assisted by a very strong tailwind, so we'd be arriving in Brisbane a little earlier than anticipated. Su Ann was distracted by a bottle of milk during take-off and didn't shed a teardrop.


DAY TWO - 30 MAY 2009 (SATURDAY)

0030 hrs: Su Ann and I enjoyed the 7 hr 30 mins long flight. We had good company, Emirates had plenty of goodies for the both of us, food and drinks were plentiful and the inflight entertainment system was top notch. Before we knew it, we had landed safely in Brisbane.

0140 hrs: There was some drama clearing customs at the airport though. Ah Ma had packed rice, instant noodles and 2 boxes of Prima Taste Hainanese Chicken Rice mix in her suitcase, but hadn't declared them to customs. When her suitcase went under the X-ray machine, Ah Ma was pulled aside and her bag searched. Customs wanted to fine Ah Ma AUD250 for the offence.

Fortunately, Mommy had declared "Baby Food" to customs, so Daddy explained to the customs officer that some of the baby food was in Ah Ma's suitcase because we were travelling together as a family. The customs officer let Ah Ma off with a stern warning.

Apparently, something similar happened to Grandma Nancy when she last travelled to Australia. Oh dear! Both my grandmas have been blacklisted by the Aussie government! We made them pose with the warning letter.


0150 hrs: Daddy hailed a Maxi-taxi to take our family to Hotel Ibis in downtown Brisbane.

0220 hrs: We had arrived at the hotel. The taxi fare was AUD51.30, which was reasonable for that time of the morning and for ferrying so many of us.

0230 hrs: The check-in process was swift and we were in our rooms within 10 mins. The hotel was a little dated, but clean. The room was spacious and each room had 2 double beds. Laoyi, Ah Ma, Ning Che Che and Su Ann shared one room, whilst Daddy Mommy, Ah Gong and I shared the interconnecting room. Grandpa Eddy and Grandma Nancy had their own room. We paid an average of AUD165 per night per room, with buffet breakfast included.

0300 hrs: We washed up and went to bed, whilst Daddy and Mommy went on a food hunt.

Hotel Ibis was just a short distance away from Queen Street Mall, the heart of Brisbane. Daddy and Mommy discovered that, aside from the Conrad Treasury Casino, MacDonald's, Hungry Jacks (that's what Burger King is known as in Oz) and 7/11, no one else was serving food at that hour. Daddy joined the queue of intoxicated teenagers waiting for burgers and fries at Hungry Jack's.

0400 hrs: Bars and dance clubs must have shut their doors because the area around Queen Street Mall was filled with drunk teenagers talking, singing and puking their guts out. Not much else was happening at that hour in this city of 1.8 million people, so Daddy and Mommy returned to the hotel to catch some sleep.

0900 hrs: Rise and shine, and we were at the hotel's cafe for buffet breakfast. The food was terribly salty. The selection was the poorest we've seen at any of the buffet breakfast we've been to. We were in and out of there fairly quickly.

1000 hrs: Daddy's friend, Aunty Sam, had come to the hotel to meet us. Aunty Sam has 3 kids, but they were in school that morning, so she came alone... with a bag choked full of goodies for Su Ann and me. :)

Aunty Sam took Daddy to Europcar to pick up our rental mini-bus, whilst the rest of us walked to Queen Street Mall. Ah Gong bought some books for Su Ann and me. Mommy bought a lovely strawberry shortcake for Aunty Sam. The rest of us left the mall empty-handed, but we all had a good time window-shopping, watching the balloon man make animals out of colourful balloons, and watching a fashion show on the mall. The clean-up crew had done a good job of cleaning up all that stinky puke the rowdy teenagers had left behind just a few hours before, as we didn't encounter any traces of that.

1300 hrs: We were back at the hotel to check out of our rooms. As we had arrived really late the night before, the hotel had kindly agreed to extend our check-out time till 1300 hrs for free. Aunty Sam and Daddy were already at the hotel with our rental mini-bus.

1330 hrs: We bade farewell to Aunty Sam and were on our way to Sunshine Coast via the Bruce Highway. The mini-bus was perfect for our family. It had the right no. of seats for all of us and sufficient storage space for all our bags and pram.


1430 hrs: An hour out of Brisbane, Daddy turned off the highway at the Big Fish / Humble Pie Exit. There was a strawberry farm called Rolin Farms (http://www.rolinfarms.com.au/) at Rutters Road, Elimbah where one could pick-your-own-strawberries from late May. After learning about the terrible storms which hit Sunshine Coast and destroyed millions of dollars for strawberry farmers, Mommy had e-mailed the farm to find out if it was open to the public but hadn't heard back. We kept our fingers crossed as Daddy turned into the carpark of the farm.

The farmer's wife greeted us. She welcomed us to visit the farm, but said the farm wasn't ready for pick-your-own yet, which triggered a collective sigh from our family.

We walked about the farm and I saw big, red, juicy strawberries hanging from their plants for the first time in my life. Strawberries are my favourite fruit and I usually eat about 10 a day. Naturally, I got very excited when I saw the strawberries and started running about the farm happily. Su Ann followed suit. She kept pointing and saying: "Berry. Berry. Berry."


Imagine our excitement when we saw Daddy walking towards us with a punnet for pick-your-own in his hand, together with Farmer Rob and his little daughter, Ashley. Whilst the rest of us were busy walking about the farm, Daddy befriended Farmer Rob, who eventually agreed to allow us to pick a few strawberries for the road.


We were the only visitors to the farm that afternoon. Farmer Rob took us on a personal tour of the farm, showing us the various species of strawberry plants, demonstrating how to use wooden carts to harvest the strawberries, telling us about the wildlife which ate his crop, the bait which he used to stop them, and the recent flood which caused him massive losses. His daughter, Ashley, showed us how to pick strawberries. No one spent more time picking and eating strawberries fresh off the plant than Ashley, as evidenced by her mud-crusted feet and mud-streaked happy face.


1545 hrs: All of us had an interesting afternoon at the farm. Farmer Rob's family waved us goodbye as we pulled out of his driveway with punnets of fresh strawberries, home-made strawberry jam and freshly-made strawberry ice-cream. The haul wasn't cheap, but the fresh strawberries were really sweet and Farmer Rob and his family made our day.

1700 hrs: After driving for about an hour, Daddy found it difficult to keep awake. He really needed his caffeine fix, so we stopped at a random rest-stop which served hot food and drinks. We ordered some food to share and enjoyed the meal on an outdoor porch which had a great view of hundreds of birds in the setting sun.


1745 hrs: Energised by his lamb chops and coffee, Daddy was ready to hit the road again. We piled into our mini-bus and off we went towards Rainbow Beach, a quiet settlement in Cooloola Coast with a population of about 900. The sun had set and we had to drive in darkness through a vast expanse of bushland to get to Rainbow Beach.

1845 hrs: We were finally at Rainbow Beach. The Golden Casket Newsagency & Supermarket (what a name!) directly across from our resort was closing in 15 mins, so we made a mad dash for bread, bottled water, and some snacks.

1900 hrs: Mommy had booked 2 units of 2-bedroom self-catering apartments at the Plantation Resort (http://www.theplantationatrainbow.com.au/), but the reception was already closed. The reception had e-mailed Mommy with instructions on entering the premises after hours and we had no problems finding our apartments. In a word, the apartments were beautiful. Right at the top of the list of accommodation we've stayed at on all our travels.

The resort was newly opened, and everything in the apartments was brand new. The luxury units were very spacious and well laid out; plenty of room for Su Ann and I to roam about. The units were decked out with a fully-equipped kitchen, washer, dryer and LCD tvs. The resort had a lovely swimming pool and heated jacuzzi.


The resort was right by the beach, directly across from the town's main shopping belt, which consisted of 3 cafes, 1 post office, 1 bottle shop, 1 butchery, 1 bakery, 1 chemist, 1 surf shop, 1 hair salon, 1 internet cafe and 1 newsagency cum supermarket. Not much, but sufficient.

Grandpa Eddy, Grandma Nancy, Ah Gong, Ah Ma and I shared one apartment, whilst Daddy, Mommy, Laoyi, Ning Che Che and Su Ann shared the second apartment. The resort was going to be our home for the next 5 nights. My apartment was chosen as the "home base", where the meals were prepared and eaten.

The resort was offering a "pay for 3 nights and get 2 nights free" promotion. Mommy had paid AUD1784 for 2 units of 2-bedroom apartments for 5 nights. It worked out to be AUD89.20 per room per night for each of the 4 bedrooms we had. Superb value for money for the luxurious apartments.

1930 hrs: After unloading our bags, we headed out for dinner. We had passed a Chinese take-away restaurant called "Rainbow Woks" on the way into town, and thought that would be our best bet. We had a look at their menu, but the Westernised Chinese menu didn't sound appealing to us.

1940 hrs: Mommy decided to get burgers from one of the cafes across the road from our resort for Ning Che Che and herself. The rest of us followed Mommy to the cafe, starred at the menu for a really long time, then decided to head back to Rainbow Woks for fried rice and noodles. The last resort. We were all now very grateful to Ah Ma for sticking her neck out to smuggle the chicken abalone flavour instant noodles and 2 boxes of Hainanese chicken rice mix in her suitcase!

2030 hrs: Mommy and Ning Che Che had finished their burgers by the time the rest of us returned from Rainbow Woks. The restaurant was Aussie-owned, but the chef was actually from Jiangsu, China. He had a long chat in Mandarin with Ah Gong and Ah Ma. He claimed that he was an award-winning chef, but that his hands were tied by the limited ingredients available at Rainbow Beach. He tried his best, but the fried rice and noodles were merely oily and salty. The wok's fire was probably all wrong. The 3 packets of rice and noodles cost Daddy almost AUD50. We wouldn't be going back there again.

2130 hrs: After dinner, we had fresh strawberries for dessert, then went for a walk to the beach under the moonlight. The night sky was bursting with shining stars.


2200 hrs: Just like that, the day was over and it was time for bed.


DAY THREE - 31 MAY 2009 (SUNDAY)

0800 hrs: I was up bright and early for toast and home-made strawberry jam. We were going to the Pumpkin Festival at Goomeri (www.goomeri.org.au/pumpkinfest/) today!

0830 hrs: Mommy completed the necessary paperwork for check-in at the resort and we were off to Goomeri, a town so small that the resort's reception didn't even know where it was.

1020 hrs: It was about 150km from Rainbow Beach to Goomeri. It was an interesting drive into the rural outback, as the roads wound through horse and cattle farms. It was a chilly morning, and I noticed some horses wearing "jackets". We got to Goomeri just shy of 2 hours.

1030 hrs: We parked our mini-bus on the grass verge next to a gas station, and quickly made our way to the Heritage & Outback Street Parade. Farmers showed off their antique tractors and other farm implements at the parade. There were horsemen, whip crackers and not forgetting the giant pumpkin!


1100 hrs: After the parade, our family gathered at the Town Clock for the judging of the Pumpkin Pageant Competition. There were only a few contestants, and almost everyone won a prize.
We were the only Asians at the festival. A curious onlooker offered to take a picture of our whole family.


1115 hrs: There were about 200 outdoor stalls at the festival selling everything from vegetable peelers to essential oils. Much like a pasar malam in Singapore.

1130 hrs: Right at the end of the marketplace was the camel ride. It was AUD7 a ride on the camel and I really wanted to go on it. It was a rather short ride, but I enjoyed every minute of it. It was a funny feeling being rocked about so high. Getting off the camel was equally thrilling when the camel knelt down to a sitting position. I giggled non-stop from start to finish.


1145 hrs: We caught a little of the working collie dog demonstration. It was great that we could catch glimpses of outback life at this festival.

1200 hrs: Lunch time was approaching. We followed our noses to a stall selling hotdogs and chips. There was a long queue outside the stall, and our family grabbed the last of their hotdogs. The festival was from 0600 to 1800 hrs. Until we got to Oz, where shops were typically opened by 0600 hrs and closed by 1700 hrs, we didn't think anything other than a rooster would be awake at 0600 hrs!

1215 hrs: We stood by the Dreamtime Reptile's pit to have our lunch, so we could have prime standing spots when the show started at 1215 hrs. I was right up front and got to touch a snake for the first time ever! I wasn't afraid.


1230 hrs: We went through the rest of the 200 outdoor stalls, then returned to the mini-bus for some rest, as we waited for the highlight of the festival - the Great Australian Pumpkin Roll from the top of Policeman Hill at 1400 hrs.

1400 hrs: Thousands of people lined the streets to watch 350 rollers take turns rolling their pumpkins down the hill. Watching an assortment of pumpkins tumbling down the slope at top speed was such a laugh!

1445 hrs: We didn't stay to find out who the winner was. We left Goomeri before the bottleneck of vehicles getting out of town worsened.

1645 hrs: We were back at Rainbow Beach, after making a slight detour to look for a supermarket in Gympie without any success.

Gympie is a town about an hour away from Rainbow Beach with a population of about 11,000. As the town was substantially larger than Rainbow Beach, we thought the supermarket there would be more well-stocked. Unfortunately, it was Sunday and everything was closed in Gympie. We drove through the town twice, as we were driving to and from Goomeri, and both times we didn't see a single soul in sight. Perhaps everyone had gone to the festival... It was eerie nonetheless.

We ended up at IGA Supermarket at Rainbow Beach, which had a decent selection of groceries and was open on a Sunday. We bought 2 roast chicken, broccoli and frozen corn for dinner, and frozen mango yogurt for dessert.

Next to the IGA was a bottle shop which had cheap wines. Mommy bought a bottle of Jacob Creek's white as well as sparkling rose.

1745 hrs: Once we got back to the resort, Su Ann and I washed up, as Grandma Nancy, Laoyi and Ah Ma got dinner ready for everyone.

1900 hrs: We had a relaxing time tucking into roast chicken and recounting the events of the day at dinner.

2100 hrs: After our dessert of frozen mango yogurt and strawberries, the ladies cleaned, whilst the men relaxed.



DAY FOUR - 1 JUNE 2009 (MONDAY)

0600 hrs: Daddy usually has a hard time getting out of bed early in the morning, so we were all shocked to find him at our doorstep at 0600 hrs with a treasure trove of freshly baked goodies from the bakery. With absolutely no nightlife at all in Rainbow Beach, one was forced to go to bed early, so rising early really wasn't a problem.

0630 hrs: After tucking into chocolate eclairs and blueberry turnovers, we climbed into our mini-bus for the drive to Tin Can Bay.

0700 hrs: Half an hour later we were at the bay and we could see 2 Indo-Pacific Humpback Dolphins already at the bay. The 2 dolphins were Mystique (an 18-year-old male dolphin) and his son, Harmony. Mystique and Harmony are wild dolphins who usually appear at the bay between 0700 to 0800 hrs.


0800 hrs: Our family was amongst the first to arrive at the bay. By 0800 hrs, there was quite a crowd at the bay, including a coachful of tourists. Ah Ma, Daddy and I were at the head of the queue for a bucket of fresh fish each to feed Mystique and Harmony. It was such a thrill handfeeding the dolphins! It really didn't matter that my hands stunk of fish afterwards!

0830 hrs: There wasn't much else to do in Tin Can Bay other than feeding the dolphins, fishing, boating and horseback riding. Daddy drove us to the horseriding centre, but it was closed because of equestrian influenza. We raced to the mini-bus the minute we saw the "flu" sign!

0900 hrs: The sun was out, so we hatched the idea of having a picnic on Carlo Sand Blow. We stopped at IGA Rainbow Beach to pick up some bread, butter, and 2 raw chicken for dinner tonight. Mommy bought another bottle of Jacob's Creek sparkling rose from the bottleshop next door.

0945 hrs: We had some roast chicken left from last night, so we returned to the Plantation Resort to make roast chicken sandwiches for our picnic.

1100 hrs: It was a short drive up Cooloola Drive to the carpark, and then a 600 m walk through a forest to Carlo Sand Blow, a massive expanse of sand covering over 15 hectares.

On a windy day, one could see sand grains being blown towards the steep western slope, only to tumble down the slope in a series of mini-avalanches. We didn't stand close enough to the western edge to witness the mini-avalanches, as there was a sign warning people of the instability of the edge and possibility of collapse.

From Carlo Sand Blow, one had a bird's eye view of the ocean and Coloured Sands of Rainbow Beach to the east, as well as Tin Can Bay and the Great Sandy Straits to the west. The view was breath-taking.

1130 hrs: None of us had seen anything quite like Carlo Sand Blow before, and we were awestruck by its natural beauty. It was very quiet up on the Sand Blow, and we had the whole place to ourselves. Su Ann and I ran loose on the soft sand.


We were about to unpack and settle down for our picnic on a slice of paradise when the rain spoilt our fun.

1230 hrs: We ran to the carpark as quickly as we could, and had our sandwiches at our apartment instead.

1330 hrs: After lunch, Daddy and Mommy sorted out the paperwork for hiring a 4WD for the next 2 days at the Rainbow Beach Adventure Centre (http://www.adventurecentre.com.au/). They also went to the rangers' office to obtain the vehicle access permit for Fraser Island. They promised to take Su Ann and me to the beach when they got back.

1500 hrs: Daddy and Mommy were back. Su Ann and I were already all set to go to the beach. Everyone else decided to come along, so the entire family trooped down to the beach.

When we got there, we were disappointed to find most of the beach had been swallowed up by high tide. Su Ann and I only got to play on the beach for a short while before the tide forced us to retreat.

1545 hrs: Daddy took me to the resort's pool and jacuzzi instead, where I had a splashing good time.

1700 hrs: Grandma Nancy, Laoyi and Ah Ma busied themselves in the kitchen. They were cooking Hainanese chicken rice for dinner tonight. Ah... bliss!

1930 hrs: Dinner was ready! The adults dived in on the dark soy sauce, chopped ginger and, of course, the all important chilli sauce. Everyone was very satisfied with the meal, and there was just the right amount of chicken left for making sandwiches for our picnic on Fraser Island the next day.

2030 hrs: Mommy briefed everyone on our day trip to Fraser Island the next day. At 123km in length and 22km at its widest point, Fraser Island is the world's largest sand island. It's eastern beach is the island's main highway. As we'd be travelling on the beach highway, it was crucial that we kept watch on the tide times. Low tide would be at 1013 hrs, and high tide would be at 1657 hrs the following day. The Adventure Centre advised us to get off the beach highway by 1400 hrs, to avoid being washed away by the tide.

The plan was to pick up the rental 4WD when the Adventure Centre opened at 0700 hrs and make it to the island by barge as soon as possible. We wanted to visit Eli Creek, Maheno Wreck and Lake McKenzie for the day. As we had a tight schedule to keep to, Mommy assigned tasks to everyone so everything could work like clockwork.

Grandpa Eddy, Grandma Nancy and Laoyi would be in charge of our food and drinks supply. Daddy would be our driver, and Mommy our navigator. Ah Ma would be in charge of me! She had to make sure that I got up on time and watch me like a hawk so the dingoes wouldn't gobble me up. It was dingo mating season this time of the year, so there was increased dingo activity on the island. The dingos have been known to attack people. Su Ann was Ning Che Che's responsibility and Ah Gong would be our camera-man.

It was Daddy and Mommy's second trip to Fraser Island, so they knew what to expect. As for the rest of us, we got increasingly excited about our day-trip as the briefing went on.

2100 hrs: It was time to retire to bed, as we had yet another early start the next day.


DAY FIVE - 2 JUNE 2009 (TUESDAY)

0700 hrs: Daddy was already at the Adventure Centre to pick up our 4WD. The rest of us waited for him at the lobby of our resort. Grandpa Eddy, Grandma Nancy and Laoyi had made plenty of Hainanese chicken sandwiches for everyone, and they'd packed drinking water, cookies and fruit as well. Ah Ma and Ning Che Che had packed swimming gear, sand bucket and spades for Su Ann and me. Ah Gong had all his camera equipment with him. Mommy clutched the map of Fraser Island and checked her watch anxiously as the minutes ticked by and Daddy wasn't back yet. We needed to get to the island pronto to cover the route she'd planned.

0730 hrs: Finally, Daddy was back with our Toyota Landcruiser! Greg of the Adventure Centre had taken Daddy on a test drive which had taken longer than expected. We quickly climbed into our vehicle and off we went to Inskip Point to catch the Manta Ray Barge (http://www.fraserislandbarge.com.au/). Return barge tickets cost AUD90.


0750 hrs: We were at Inskip Point, but we could see that the Manta Ray Barge was already on the other side of the straits.


0815 hrs: Ours was the only vehicle on board the Manta Ray Barge. Aside from our family, there was a lone fisherman heading to Fraser Island to surf cast. The barge waited for more customers but none came. It was probably low season, as Mommy remembered having to queue to get on the barge back in April 2003.


0830 hrs: The barge was making its way over to Hook Point on Fraser Island. It was a short 10-min journey.

0845 hrs: The tide was on its way out, so we took the beach highway round Hook Point to the 75mile long straight. It was exhilarating watching the waves crash onto shore as we drove along the beach highway. Shortly after arriving on the island, we spotted large predatory birds hovering in the sky above us, smaller birds feeding by the sea, and dingoes.


The beach highway near Hook Point was punctuated by a number of creeks running out to sea. Each time Mommy spotted a creek, she'd yell: "Creek!", so we could all brace for the bump and splash.

At around the area of Happy Valley, rocks which used to be buried under several feet of sand were exposed by Cyclone Hamish back in March 2009. The exposed rocks made traversing the beach highway a little tricky, but Daddy, an experienced offroader, found no difficulty there.


0930 hrs: The 80km ride to Eli Creek was a fun one, and everyone was all smiles. Eli Creek is the largest creek on the eastern beach. It is fed by a natural aquifer (water table) several kms inland. It produces up to 80 million litres of water each day. Since it takes up to 100 years for water to be filtered through sand, it is theorised that, by the time the water reaches the mouth of Eli Creek, this water would be hundreds of years old.

We waded through the ancient, superclear freshwater of Eli Creek to get to the boardwalk. In the hot summer months, people would be swimming and floating down the creek, but it's winter now and the water was just too cold for any of that.


We walked along the boardwalk and watched freshwater fish dart about. Su Ann and I had a little fun playing by the creek.


1015 hrs: We climbed back into our vehicle for a 6km ride to the site of the Maheno Wreck. The MV Maheno was driven ashore during a cyclone in 1935. The rusted hunk of metal was the first shipwreck I'd encountered in my life.


1045 hrs: We started our drive southwards on the eastern beach. We traversed the rocky section with caution then turned inland at Cornwells Smith Road.


Inland roads are narrow, one-way and extremely bumpy. Daddy tried to travel as slowly as he could, but the bumps were too much for Su Ann to handle. She cried so much that Ah Gong thought she'd suffered whiplash or worse. She kept pointing to the vehicle door and screaming: "Open! Open! Open!" She really wanted to get out of the vehicle, so the ride could end. I didn't like the bumpy ride either.

1115 hrs: Several kms inland we came across a lookout point with a carpark. Daddy quickly turned into the carpark, so we could try to calm Su Ann down. There was not much of a view at this lookout point, but I was fascinated by a big family of toadstools near the carpark.


1130 hrs: We got back into the vehicle when Su Ann stopped crying. Mommy's original plan had us at Lake McKenzie by 1130 hrs, but we still had a long way more to travel on inland roads before we could get to the lake.

As we ventured deeper and deeper inland on the one-way track, we got increasingly concerned that we'd not make it out to the beach highway before the tide came in. We had no supplies for spending the night at Fraser Island. Daddy and Mommy, who'd camped on the island before, knew how cold it could get in the middle of the night. We also had insufficient food and water to last us past lunch. The atmosphere in the 4WD became pretty tense as everyone silently accessed the situation in their minds. It didn't help that Su Ann burst into tears again, and worse still, our vehicle got stuck in a rut!

1200 hrs: Daddy tried to get our vehicle out of the rut, but the clutch was not functioning properly. The track we were on was also very narrow, with a mud wall on one side and a sharp drop into the rainforest on the side. We hadn't seen another vehicle for the last one hour. Help certainly wasn't going to come any time soon. Everyone in the vehicle was frigid with fear.

1210 hrs: Finally, our vehicle was free to move on again! The last 10 mins brought cold sweat to everyone. Daddy tried to calm everyone down by saying that the beauty of Lake McKenzie would be well worth the trip, but no one was listening. We were too busy trying to cope with the terrible bumps and Su Ann's cries.

1230 hrs: Into the carpark of Lake McKenzie our vehicle turned. Mommy estimated that we'd need another hour or so on inland roads before we could make it out onto the beach highway at Eurong. From Eurong, it would be another 14km on the beach before we could get to the first inland access point to Hook Point to catch the barge, and we needed to be off the beach by 1400 hrs. Mommy gave us 15 mins to see Lake McKenzie before we'd to start our journey on bumpy roads again.

1235 hrs: Lake McKenzie was stunning. We were all blown away by how electric blue the freshwater lake was, and how white and fine the pure silica sand was. The beauty of the lake lit up everyone's faces and, for a moment, we forgot about the harrowing journey we'd just been through and were about to embark on again.


It was surprisingly quiet at the lake. Su Ann and I splashed about happily in the clear, blue water. Su Ann kept patting the water on her face, and tasting it.

1245 hrs: We all got back into our vehicle. Mommy's original plan was for us to have our picnic at Lake McKenzie, but that was clearly not possible anymore.

1340 hrs: Daddy drove as quickly as he could on inland roads to Eurong. The bumps were dreadful, but everyone suffered in silence (except Su Ann, who made her discomfort known extremely vocally). We all knew how crucial it was for us to get onto the beach as quickly as possible. Grandpa Eddy, who was seated right at the back of the vehicle (typically, the bumpiest part), spent half the ride in the air! The jolts hurt Grandma Nancy's back, and she clung so hard onto the seat to steady herself that her arm was sore too.

When we eventually arrived at Eurong, we breathed a collective sigh of relief. But the adventure was far from over. We had 15 mins left to cover 14km on the beach to get to the first inland access point before the tide rendered the beach highway inaccessible.

1350 hrs: Daddy drove past the mouth of the first inland access road. Mommy begged him to take the inland access road, but Daddy insisted on taking the second and final inland access road instead to save time. The final inland access road was 7km away, and we had 10 mins left before the tide shut the beach highway off from traffic.

1355 hrs: Excellent! We could see the final inland access road coming up! We were safe... or were we?

It suddenly became apparent to us that there was trouble ahead. Three vehicles carrying 20 odd backpackers had become stuck. They couldn't go up the soft, sandy slope to get onto the final inland access road.

Daddy got out of our vehicle to access the situation. The backpackers were desperately packing down the sand and laying wooden planks on the slope. But they were laying the planks the wrong way! Daddy put things right and had a word with the backpackers. They asked Daddy to go up the slope first.

1400 hrs: Daddy reversed our vehicle as far as he could. We turned back and saw the waves licking our vehicle. Daddy stepped hard on the accelerator and tried to run us up the slope, but we got stuck. We moved our vehicle out of the way so another vehicle could have a go at the slope. The other vehicle got stuck as well.

1405 hrs: Daddy ordered us out of the vehicle. It was too late for us to turn back to the first inland access point. He would try to run the lighter vehicle up. And... he did it!!!

All the backpackers joined us in clapping and cheering. We ran up the slope as quickly as we could, to get out of the way of another vehicle which was trying to run its way up. The other driver managed to go up the slope as well!

1410 hrs: Daddy yelled at us to get back into the vehicle, so we wouldn't get hit by vehicles charging up the slope. We didn't stay to find out if the rest made it out of the beach ok.

The inland road to Hook Point was corrugated, but it was nowhere near the bumpiness we'd experienced earlier. Everyone was relieved that we'd be getting off the island soon.

1435 hrs: We were on the beach at Hook Point, waiting for the Manta Ray Barge to pick us up. It dawned on us that we'd missed lunch, so Grandma Nancy quickly passed the sandwiches round. We polished off the sandwiches hungrily, keeping a lookout for dingoes in the process. The area around Hook Point was known for dingo activity.

Only Ning Che Che didn't have anything to eat. She was car-sick from the ride, and wanted to throw up.

1445 hrs: The Manta Ray Barge was here to take us back to Rainbow Beach. Daddy found out from the backpackers in the vehicle behind us that the last 2 vehicles didn't make it up the slope at the final inland access point. Those people would probably have to spend the night on the island and pray that their vehicles don't get washed away or damaged by the tide.

1500 hrs: We had landed at Inskip Point.

1520 hrs: Daddy dropped us back to the resort, so everyone could recuperate from the rather rough day we'd had. Ning Che Che was still feeling ill.

Daddy would head over to the rangers' office for some advice on our itinerary for the following day. Mommy's original plan was for us to return to Fraser Island to visit Indian Head and Champagne Pools, but after today, no one (except Ah Ma) seemed keen to return to the island so soon.

1550 hrs: Daddy was back from the rangers' office. The rangers had advised Daddy to visit Double Island Point instead. They said there was a good chance one could spot migrating whales, pods of dolphins or hammerhead sharks from Double Island Point at this time of the year.

To get to Double Island Point, we would have to travel by 4WD on a hard-packed mud track for about 45 mins, then turn left onto Teewah Beach for a few minutes. Double Island Point would be right at the end of Teewah Beach. The rangers couldn't tell Daddy if the hard-packed mud track would be more or less bumpy than Fraser Island's inland roads. We would also have to watch the tides for Teewah Beach. Low tide would be at 1053 hrs, and high tide would be at 1745 hrs the following day. This meant we had till 1445 hrs to get off Teewah Beach.

It all sounded easy enough, but none of us had travelled to Double Island Point before, so no one really knew what to expect. Buoyed by the prospect of seeing migrating whales, Daddy and Mommy decided that it would be best to go along with the rangers' advice to skip a second day-trip to Fraser Island.

1600 hrs: Ning Che Che remained at the resort, whilst the rest of us went to IGA for groceries. We bought bread, a tray of eggs, and a can of tuna, so we could make sandwiches for tomorrow's outing.

1630 hrs: We saw an advertisement near the IGA for a Thai restaurant and thought we'd investigate. We followed the sign to Carlo Point, but the restaurant was closed.

Some people were fishing at Carlo Point, so we stayed to watch a while.


1655 hrs: Daddy and Mommy bought a AUD9 bottle of white from the bottleshop opposite our resort and picked up a large lemon meringue pie from the bakery for just AUD6.50.

1700 hrs: Ah Ma and Daddy took me swimming in the resort's pool and a soak in the jacuzzi. The water therapy was perfect for washing away the stresses of the day!


1900 hrs: Dinner was ready. We were having instant chicken abalone noodle with egg and vegetables for dinner tonight. Mommy took away battered cod n chips from the cafe across the road and I nicked some of her grub.

2000 hrs: We had lemon meringue pie for dessert. The pie looked yummy, but tasted like congealed dishwashing liquid. No one asked for a second helping. :(

Grandma Nancy staged a brief strike at the after-dinner briefing. Our Food & Drinks IC refused to join us on the trip to Double Island Point. She wanted to stay put at the resort the next day. Luckily, we managed to persuade her to change her mind.

2100 hrs: Exhausted, everyone went to bed.


DAY SIX - 3 JUNE 2009 (WEDNESDAY)

0730 hrs: We timed our departure from the resort such that we'd have optimum time at Double Island Point and Teewah Beach. Mommy made sure Su Ann and I had our swimming gear, sand buckets and spades with us, and off we went for another day of adventure in our 4WD!


0745 hrs: We found Freshwater Road, a 4WD track just outside Rainbow Beach. Shortly after the turn-off, the bumps began. Not as pronounced as the previous day, but we were bounced about nonetheless.

The road wound through a forest, and we could see the rays of the morning sun beaming through the thick foliage. Some of the trees were really tall, and their trunks hollow, probably from termites feeding on the wood. We saw some birds in the forest, but didn't spot any other animals. Wild animals were probably watching us, as not many vehicles came through this way.

0845 hrs: Just before the turn-off to Teewah Beach, there was a rest-stop. We took a break there, and listened to the sea.

0900 hrs: Travelling on Teewah Beach was similar to driving on the eastern beach of Fraser Island. Right at the end of the beach was the lighthouse of Double Island Point on a steep hill. We parked our vehicle on the beach and took a slow walk up to the lighthouse.


The trek uphill was roughly 1.1km. It was an enjoyable walk as the views were wonderful and there were some interesting plants along the way.


0940 hrs: Ah Ma and Mommy got to the lighthouse first. They starred at a dark object at sea a fair distance away, and started screaming: "Hurry!!! Hurry!!! Whale!!! Whale!!!" Everyone got very excited and charged up the hill.

A group of gardeners shot us a bemused look. They pointed to the dark object and said: "That's Wolf Rock", spoiling our fun. When the waves crashed onto the rock, the splash resembled water coming out of a whale's blowhole. Thus the mistaken identity. :(

1015 hrs: We spent a few minutes at the lighthouse taking in the wonderful sea view, and trying our best to spot for marine life, but didn't see any. The lighthouse keeper told us he'd seen some whales earlier in the morning. He looked through his binoculars for us, but didn't spot any marine life either. Just our luck!


1045 hrs: The walk downhill was a lot quicker. We saw a really big lizard on a tree along the way.


By the time we got to the base, we were famished. We devoured the egg and tuna sandwiches which our Food & Drinks Committee had prepared.


1100 hrs: After eating, I picked seashells from the seashore. :)

1130 hrs: I was having loads of fun when the drizzle brought an abrupt end to my fun. Daddy chased us into the vehicle and we drove to the rest-stop along Freshwater Road to wait for the rain to stop.

1145 hrs: We were waiting at the rest-stop when Grandma Nancy met with an unfortunate accident. She was trying to close her umbrella when one end of her umbrella sprung onto her eye. She screamed in pain, and for a moment, we thought she had blinded herself. Fortunately, her vision was not impaired, and she only suffered a black eye.

1200 hrs: The rain stopped briefly for Su Ann and I to have some time on Teewah Beach with our buckets and spade. Daddy picked a spot next to Little Freshwater Creek to park the vehicle, so Su Ann and I could splash about the creek and poke about the sand. It was an excellent spot!


1220 hrs: Just when we were having lots of fun, the rain had to come again. :( Su Ann and I were plucked abruptly from the beach. We screamed blue murder, but the adults wouldn't let us play in the rain. Mommy promised to take us to Rainbow Beach for us to continue our sandplay once the rain stopped.

1330 hrs: Daddy dropped us off at our resort, then went to return the 4WD to the Adventure Centre. The sun was out at Rainbow Beach, so Su Ann and I could play on the beach.


1530 hrs: We had been rushing about the last few days. It was nice to finally have a chance to spend a lazy afternoon on the beach and at the resort.

1900 hrs: Roast chicken from IGA and rice for dinner again! *Yawn* It was our last night on Rainbow Beach, and we were looking forward to the Gold Coast, where there'd be more food choices.

2030 hrs: We were leaving early the next morning, so the adults made sure that we were all packed up before they went to bed.


DAY SEVEN - 4 JUNE 2009 (THURSDAY)

0730 hrs: Daddy wanted a break from all that driving, so Mommy handled the first leg of the drive today. Mommy downed a cup of coffee and took to the wheel.

0915 hrs: Mommy got us to a strawberry farm at Palmview in Sunshine Coast in one piece. *Phew*

The farm was called Strawberry Fields (http://www.strawberryfields.com.au/) and it was professionally set up for the tourist market. The farm had a coach parking bay, cafe, shop, playground and even 2 orange trees. It was beautifully presented, but what it lacked was the homely feel of Rolin Farms and, more importantly, ripe strawberries. Strawberry Fields said their farm was ready for pick-your-own, but most of their strawberries were still green!


0940 hrs: We moved on to Rolin Farms instead. This time, Daddy did the driving.

1020 hrs: We were at Rolin Farms. Farmer Rob's wife greeted us again.

We must have picked all the ripe ones 5 days back because the strawberries in the fields today were still unripe. It was fortunate that we had the opportunity to pick our own a few days ago.


We bought a few boxes of fresh strawberries and strawberry ice-cream, then bade Farmer Rob and his wife farewell. Ashley was in school today.

1030 hrs: Daddy continued the drive to the Gold Coast.

Mommy's plan was for us to stop at Harbourtown Shopping Centre (http://www.harbourtownshopping.com.au/) at the corner of Gold Coast Highway and Oxley Drive for lunch and our first real dose of retail therapy since arriving in Oz.

1245 hrs: We got a little lost on our way to Harbourtown, but a kind lady pointed us in the right direction. We got to Harbourtown just in time for lunch.


1300 hrs: Everyone craved Asian, but I wanted pasta. Daddy and Mommy accompanied me to a pasta restaurant, whilst the rest settled for noodles at a place called Noodles Now.


The noodles at Noodles Now were as expensive as our pasta. On the whole, eating out in Oz was costly and the food not that great. Mommy's spaghetti marinara gave her food poisoning several hours later.

1345 hrs: The shopaholics amongst us - Grandma Nancy, Laoyi and Ah Ma, unleased their pent-up addiction at Harbourtown, sweeping through each store like a hurricane.

Su Ann had a good time too. She got a new pair of sunglasses, and there were plenty of those automated toy car rides at Harbourtown to amuse her.


1745 hrs: After a whole afternoon, they were still not done. We had to tear them away from the shopping centre to check into our hotel.

1805 hrs: We had booked to stay at the Holiday Inn Surfers' Paradise. The hotel was rather old, but was refurbished in recent years. The hotel was in a good location, being close to the beach and Cavill Avenue, the heart of Surfers' Paradise. We were quite satisfied with our pick of accommodation.


1830 hrs: We chucked our bags in the rooms, then hurried off to Pacific Fair Shopping Centre (http://www.pacificfair.com.au/). Thursday was the only day of the week that Pacific Fair extended its opening hours to 2100 hrs. Grandma Nancy, Laoyi and Ah Ma were in luck.

1850 hrs: Mommy had read online that tourists could register at the Information Counter for discounts at Pacific Fair. We were each given a leaflet which served as a discount voucher for the various outlets in the mall. With that, we went to the food court for dinner.

It was the first food court we'd encountered in Oz. Somehow the concept of food court dining hasn't taken off here yet.

1945 hrs: We gave the shopaholics an hour to check out the stores, whilst the rest of us walked around aimlessly. We came across a pet store which had really cute kittens and puppies, as well as a weird Mexican walking fish.

2100 hrs: We returned to the hotel when all the shops had closed. It had been a long day, and the bed looked really inviting.


DAY EIGHT - 5 JUNE 2009 (FRIDAY)

0830 hrs: We had paid AUD209 per standard room for the first night, which included buffet breakfast and buffet seafood dinner. I'd been eating toast with strawberry jam from Rolin Farms for the last 5 days, so the buffet breakfast was a nice change. The spread was much better than that at the Hotel Ibis in Brisbane, but still didn't have the wow factor. We'd been utterly spoilt by hotels like the Pullman Bangkok King Power, which really cater to every taste.


0930 hrs: After breakfast, Ah Gong, Mommy and Ning Che Che took Su Ann and me to the beach. The rest went shopping again! *Boring* Why they would choose shopping over playing on the beach was beyond me!


1000 hrs: I loved the beach at Surfers' Paradise. The beach was very broad, so there was plenty of sand to play with at all times of the day. We didn't have to watch the tide or traffic closely like on Rainbow Beach or on Teewah Beach, but there were far fewer seashells to pick.


1230 hrs: It was time to return to the hotel, as we had to get ready for our whale watching cruise with Whales in Paradise (http://www.whalesinparadise.com.au/). Whale watching season had just begun on the Gold Coast, so we'd arrived here at the right time.

1310 hrs: We strolled to the meeting point for the cruise, which was just a few blocks away from our hotel. Ning Che Che and Su Ann remained at the hotel, as the cruise company didn't allow kids below 3 yrs old to join in the cruise. Good thing they didn't come along or we wouldn't have known what to do if seasickness had gripped Su Ann.

1330 hrs: Boarding was supposed to commence at 1330 hrs, but the crew couldn't get the boat ready on time. They made everyone wait out in the blazing hot sun without any shade. Coming from the equator, we should be very used to the sun, but we found the sun out here much hotter. It really burnt.

1350 hrs: There was a large crowd of people waiting to board the boat, and everyone got very agitated, but the crew refused to let anyone onto the boat without sorting out the payment first. The cruise wasn't very well organized at all.

1400 hrs: With everyone on board, the Mahi Mahi departed from the harbour. She sailed down the canal past the multi-million homes of the rich and famous. Many of the houses had yachts moored out front, but one house even had its own helipad and chopper. Impressive!

1430 hrs: It took a while for the Mahi Mahi to reach open seas, and when she did, the choppy waters made us wish we had stayed home. Ah Ma and Mommy had already popped motion sickness pills before leaving the hotel, but the seas were so rough they swallowed the backup ginger pills on board the Mahi Mahi as well.

Grandma Nancy didn't take any pills, which was a costly mistake. She threw up so much that she couldn't even get up to see the whales when the mammals finally showed up.

1545 hrs: The crew spotted the dorsal fin of a whale, and everyone (except Grandma Nancy) scrambled to the starboard side of the Mahi Mahi. Quite a few others were seasick too, but they could still clutch their vomit bag, puke and whale-watch all the same. Poor Grandma Nancy was the worst affected of the lot. She just couldn't get up.

The Mahi Mahi followed alongside the whale as it swam. After a while, it was really easy to spot the footprint of a whale. We didn't see any tail slapping, but it was still a thrill to see the dorsal fin of a whale in the wild so close to our boat swimming and blowing water from its blowhole. At one point, we even saw 2 whales - mother and calf.


1615 hrs: It was time to turn back to the Gold Coast.

1730 hrs: The trip back was a lot more enjoyable, as the seas were calmer. We spotted dolphins in the wild and witnessed a magnificent sunset out at sea. Grandma Nancy felt much better by the time we arrived at the harbour.

1830 hrs: Our night at the hotel was inclusive of buffet seafood dinner at the hotel's cafe. We hadn't eaten anything since breakfast this morning, so were famished. Grandma Nancy took a shower and was all ready to attack the buffet spread.

Unfortunately, the seafood was very disappointing. The restaurant boiled all their fresh prawns, crab and crayfish in brine, so everything tasted of nothing but salt, but that didn't stop Ah Ma from piling her plate. As for me, they had pizza, chicken drumstick, pasta and ice-cream, so I was happy!

2000 hrs: We thought we'd be spending the entire evening at the buffet, but ended up leaving much earlier than expected. It wasn't a bad thing as there was a Friday night market on the Esplanade which we wanted to check out.

2130 hrs: We checked out the stalls along the Esplanade and took a walk around Cavill Avenue until our lids wouldn't stay open anymore. Ah Ma almost fell over as she suddenly nodded off whilst walking!


DAY NINE - 6 JUNE 2009 (SATURDAY)

0930 hrs: Our flight out of Brisbane was at 0245 hrs on 7 June 2009, and we had to return our rented mini-bus to the airport by 2330 hrs on 6 June 2009. Mommy paid for us to keep one room at the hotel, till we were ready to head to the airport.

The room to be kept was Grandpa Eddy and Grandma Nancy's room on the 18th floor of the hotel. The rest of us checked out of our rooms and moved our things into their room. The view on the 18th floor was much better than our 8th floor rooms.

1000 hrs: Mommy had read about a weekend market on the Gold Coast called Carrara Markets (www.carraramarkets.com.au) and she wanted to take us there. We got a little lost on our way there, and ended up at Pacific Fair Shopping Centre once again.

1020 hrs: Everyone agreed to have brunch at Pacific Fair instead. There was a Chinese food stall called Cathay Oriental at the food court which caught Ah Ma's eye. Pay AUD12.50 for a styrofoam plate and you could pile as much food as you liked from the buffet spread onto the plate. You were only allowed one chance at the spread. Ah Ma spent a good 20 mins arranging and re-arranging the food on her plate. She managed to pile enough food to feed 3 mouths - Laoyi, Ah Gong and herself! Talk about kiasu! We were surprised that the owner of the stall didn't stop her... or issue her a warning letter like the Aussie customs did...


1115 hrs: We were done with brunch and had received directions to Carrara Markets. We were going to look for the market again.

1130 hrs: We found the market, and couldn't believe we'd missed it the first time.

Carrara Markets had an interesting array of stalls. We bought some t-shirts, sunglasses, and I even went on a pony ride for AUD5.


The highlight of the market though was a musician called Matty James (www.mattjames.com.au) performing right at the centre of the market. The unique blend of guitar, drums and didgeridoo filled the air, giving the market a wonderful feel. Daddy was so impressed with the sound that he bought 3 CDs from Matty James.


1315 hrs: We had to rush back to the hotel, as we had a lot more plans for this afternoon. Everyone had something which they wanted to do, so we all went our separate ways.

1330 hrs: Ah Gong, Mommy and Ning Che Che took Su Ann and me to the beach one last time. Grandpa Eddy went off for a steak. Grandma Nancy, Laoyi and Ah Ma went shopping. And Daddy went to look at some boating and fishing equipment.


It was sad when it was time for me to say goodbye to the beach. Ah Gong took a picture of our goodbye shadow, and I scrawled "bye bye" on the beach.

1545 hrs: We agreed to meet back at the hotel at 1500 hrs, but Daddy was late. Mommy's plan was for us to drive to the Natural Bridge Section of Springbrook National Park to see the waterfall and glow worms in the cave, come back for dinner, then head to the airport. The drive to Natural Bridge would take roughly an hour and a half.

1715 hrs: The winding path up to Natural Bridge was an interesting one. Some sections were very narrow, and only passable by one vehicle at a time. We were behind time in leaving the hotel, so the sky was already dark by the time we arrived at our destination.

The evening air in the hinterlands was chilly, especially since it was winter at the moment. Grandpa Eddy, Grandma Nancy and Laoyi didn't relish the idea of walking 1km through the forest in the cold and dark. They decided to remain in the vehicle. The rest of us proceeded into the forest with our torches.

1745 hrs: We walked as quickly as we could. It was a shame we got to the waterfall so late, as the tumbling water would have made a lovely picture in the day. It was a romantic spot, and a couple was busy locking lips in front of the falls.

1755 hrs: The glow worms looked like luminous green dots. They lived in a cave behind the waterfall.

1830 hrs: Daddy led the way back to our vehicle. He spotted a big snake on the trail, but didn't say anything to us till we got back to the vehicle. Good thing he didn't alarm us unnecessarily, or we wouldn't have made it back to the vehicle at all!

1945 hrs: Daddy went a lot faster going downhill, so we got back to Surfers' Paradise quicker than we thought.

Grandpa Eddy suggested that we have dinner at the Clock Hotel (www.clockhotel.com.au), a short stroll from our hotel. They had a AUD9.95 Recession Buster menu with Angus Beef steak, chicken schnitzel, fish n chips and pasta.

The Recession Buster menu was obviously popular, as all the tables were taken when we got there. It was a self-service restaurant, where we'd to look for our own empty tables, order and pay at the cashier, and collect the food from the kitchen ourselves. The portions were generous for the price. The food was not bad too, but Daddy fell ill after eating a medium rare steak. Second food poisoning case since we got here.


2115 hrs: After dinner, we returned to the hotel to pack up our belongings. Ten of us were squashed into one room. The room was teeming with activity and every inch of space was in use.

2145 hrs: We checked out of the Holiday Inn Surfers' Paradise and Daddy drove us to Brisbane International Airport.

2300 hrs: Su Ann and I were fast asleep when we arrived at the airport. Mommy sorted out the check-in for everyone, and Daddy sorted out the return of the rental mini-bus.

2330 hrs: Emirates flight no. EK433 was due to take off at 0245 hrs, so we had a few hours to kill. Mommy found a corner with a few comfy sofas for the family, and we fell asleep there.


DAY TEN - 7 JUNE 2009 (SUNDAY)

0245 hrs: Our flight took off on time. Su Ann surprised us by staying asleep during take-off, and spending the next few hours soundly asleep in her bassinet. When she eventually awoke, she was well-behaved.

0830 hrs: When it was time to land, Su Ann fussed a little because cabin pressure hurt her ears. It wasn't long before the Captain brought us safely to the ground, and Su Ann's cries stopped. All in all, it was a pleasant flight home and we all feel more encouraged to take Su Ann further afield.

Monday, May 04, 2009

MARCH & APRIL 2009
Sorry for hitting the "Pause" button for so long. As I speak, the world is still in recession, a swine flu pandemic is about to be declared by the WHO, travel advisories are up urging people to stay home, so what better time than this for one to pick up some really good airline offers? If everything goes as planned, Su Ann and I will be digging for clams on a desserted white sand beach by the end of May. I can't wait! :)

Meanwhile, I've been good. Going to school everyday, completing my schoolwork, enjoying my ballet class every Monday, trying my best at swim school every Tuesday and paying attention during my violin lesson at the Magic Fiddler every Thursday.

In March, Mommy turned 34. Grandma Nancy suggested that we celebrate the occasion at the Feast @ East Buffet Restaurant in the Grand Mercure Roxy Hotel. Everyone gleefully went along with the idea. Birthdays are this family's favourite excuse for overeating.

Cousin Emmalyn and her youngest sister, Lynn, also celebrated their birthdays in March. Their parents booked the Function Rooms at the Singapore Island Country Club, splashed out on a yummilicious buffet spread, and hired a pastry chef to conduct a baking session for the kiddies. For the first time in my life, I made a batch of cookies.

In April, Mommy and Daddy's friend from Norway, Uncle Jon, came to Singapore with his family. The last time Uncle Jon saw me, I was just one month old! Uncle Jon's mom is a schoolteacher. Ah Ma told her about my first ski trip to Whistler, and she said that cross-country skiing was part of the curriculum at the school she was teaching at. Wow! She said kids from age 2 learnt to ski at her workplace. Impressive!


April was also when Ben & Jerry's held their annual Free Cone Day. The event was from 1200 to 1900 hrs, but Mommy only learnt about it at 1730 hrs. She woke me up from my nap, grabbed the car keys and we made it to the outlet at United Square just before 1800 hrs. There was a sea of people waiting for free ice-cream, and Mommy didn't think we had a chance before the staff stopped scooping at 1900 hrs. She contemplated quitting the queue, but Ah Ma stood firm. She wasn't leaving till she got her free ice-cream! Fortunately, we managed to get one scoop each before the staff called it a day. Mommy's strategy for next year is to start lining up by 1130 hrs and eat it to her heart's content! Needless to say, Ah Ma has already marked her calendar and applied for leave. :)

Su Ann became a lot more demanding and talkative after her trip to Shanghai. The locals' art of arguing must have rubbed off on her. It started with "Gibbe! Gibbe! Gibbe!" in a cute, adorable way. Then it progressed to "Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!" in a more no-nonsense way. If I don't co-operate, she'll sometimes say "Gimme pea..." (as in "Give me please"). And if I still don't give it to her, she'll let out a bloodcurdling "GIVE ME!!!"

She likes my pearl necklace. When I give it to her, she'll wear it, flash her toothy grin and announce: "Necklace. Pretty." Lately, she's been hogging my dressing table playset, pretending to put make-up on, and she sometimes walks around the house with a tiara on her head.


I used to be able to snatch things right out of her hands without any protest, but the era of "Su Ann The Pushover" is now long gone... *sigh* She will even put her foot down in class when she doesn't want to do something. She doesn't like getting her hands dirty, so she'll refuse to participate in finger-painting in her GUG class. When her teacher tried to get her to do it, Su Ann wouldn't budge. "I don't want!", she said with such clarity that it stunned her teacher.

She's quite the stickler for cleanliness. She once picked up a grain of rice from the floor. Mommy thought she was going to put it in her mouth, but Su Ann said: "Yeee.... yeee.... Dirty. Throw." When the table's wet, she'll point to the puddle and say: "Wet." She'll then look for a piece of cloth, wipe down the table and say: "Wipe." She likes to push the Magic Clean broom around the house too. When Mommy and Ning Che Che tells her to put her toys away, she'll comply by putting them back in exactly the same position as she'd found them.


For a 16-mth-old, she can be quite polite. If you're blocking her way, she'll say: "Excuse me" (pronounced "Accu me"). She thanks people by saying "Ye Ye" (her way of pronouncing "Xie Xie", which is Thank You in Mandarin). Once when we were out, she accidentally walked into a lady. She looked up at the lady and said: "Knock. Yoyee." (her way of pronouncing "Sorry"). The lady couldn't believe her ears. She picked Su Ann up and gave her a cuddle.

I must say we get along very well these days. Her verbal vocab has expanded quite significantly, so it's possible to hold simple conversations with her. Everyone tells me she misses me a lot when I'm in school, and will constantly ask for me. It's great to come home from school each day to see her perched on her highchair beaming from ear to ear and yelling: "Che Che! Che Che!"

Saturday, February 14, 2009

SU ANN'S TRIP TO SHANGHAI (7 TO 12 FEB 2009)

7 FEBRUARY 2009 (SATURDAY)

0550 hrs: The Maxi-cab was here to take us to the airport. Ten minutes early, but no midnight surcharge. Awesome!

0555 hrs: Yet again, we had to forget something! This time, Daddy forgot his handphone. The driver was very understanding. He turned back at no extra charge.

0615 hrs: We were at Terminal 3 of the airport to check in for Singapore Airlines Flight 828. For once, we were not flying budget! Mommy had spotted the S$598 all-in promotional SQ tickets in the newspapers and snagged them before they were gone. They were the cheapest tickets to Shanghai one could get.

There were 7 of us on this trip - Grandpa Eddy, Grandma Nancy, Laoyi, Daddy, Mommy, Ning Che Che and me. Grandpa Eddy and Grandma Nancy were already at the airport waiting for us.

0650 hrs: We got to the Departure Gate just before it closed.

0725 hrs: We were up in the air, 10 mins ahead of schedule. Just before take-off, a senior air steward, Mr Harry Lim, came forward and advised Mommy to sing to me as much as possible during take-off. He said that a baby would be greatly comforted by the sound of his mother's voice and would not cry as much during take-off. He fashioned a toy bunny out of a wet towel and rubber band, and gave it to me.

Mr Lim's advice worked! I didn't cry at all. Mommy's out-of-tune singing stunned me to silence.

0800 hrs: After take-off, an air-stewardess came forward and fitted on a bassinet for me. I drank my milk, played a little with Laoyi, Mommy and Ning Che Che, then fell asleep in the bassinet. What a comfortable bed!


Daddy fell asleep too... not in the bassinet, but with a blanket draped over his head.


0930 hrs: Breakfast was served. There was a choice of cheese omelette or beef noodles. Grandma Nancy and Laoyi didn't take cheese or beef. Mr Lim kindly arranged for them to have food from Business Class instead. Grandma Nancy was all smiles as she ate her dim sum, and Laoyi said her vegetarian noodles were delicious. Well done Singapore Airlines!

1230 hrs: We had landed safely at Shanghai's Pudong International Airport. Cabin pressure hurt my ears during the landing, but Mr Harry Lim was quick to hand Mommy a carton of strawberry yogurt to prompt me to swallow. That, coupled with Mommy's attempt at singing, were distractions enough.

Pudong International Airport's eco-friendly design puts Singapore's Changi Airport to shame. The design of Pudong International Airport cleverly let in natural light and used only a small fraction of the light fixtures which Changi Airport did. We have much more sunshine than Shanghai, but the designers of Changi Airport have chosen not to let sunlight in.


We cleared customs very quickly, and our suitcases were out on the carousel in no time. Two thumbs up to Pudong International Airport for being eco-friendly and efficient.

1245 hrs: We were on our way to the Maglev train station at the airport. "Maglev" is short for magnetic levitation, a system of transportation that suspends, guides and propels vehicles by magnetic forces. The Maglev train in Shanghai (http://www.smtdc.com/) is the first commercial, high speed Maglev line in the world, and can reach a top speed of 431 km/hr.

1310 hrs: It took the Maglev train only 7 mins and 20 seconds to complete the 30km journey from Pudong International Airport to Longyang Lu Metro Station. When we flashed our same-day boarding passes, the cost of each Maglev ticket was RMB40 (S$8). Free for me! The ride was quick and comfortable.

1320 hrs: We were at Longyang Lu Metro Station to transfer to the metro to Nanjing Xi Lu Metro Station. The touch-screen ticketing machines had Chinese and English instructions, and were easy to use. More advanced than the ones in Singapore, which are not even bilingual. The 8-stop journey to Nanjing Xi Lu Metro Station cost RMB4 each (S$0.80); cheaper than the cost of transport in Singapore.

1330 hrs: We were on the metro to Nanjing Xi Lu Metro Station. There were "priority seats" for the disabled, elderly, young, infirmed, etc. in each compartment, and there would always be an announcement to remind passengers to give up their seats to those who need them more. Exactly the way things should be! I was strapped onto Ning Che Che, and passengers immediately stood up to let her have their seats.


We took the metro many times during our 6-day vacation in Shanghai. No matter how crowded the metro was (you can imagine how crowded it can get in a city with a population of more than 20 million), there would always be passengers giving their seats to Ning Che Che and me.

The metro system in Shanghai is indeed commendable. Modern, cheap, swift and clean. The only drawback was the lack of ramps, elevators and escalators going down, which made it inconvenient for passengers with heavy suitcases and bulky belongings, and impossible to use for wheelchair-bound people.

1400 hrs: We were at Nanjing Xi Lu Station. Two hawkers were having a shouting match in the station. Just for laughs, Daddy started yelling Mommy in the station. No one turned to look; no one batted an eyelid. We learnt in the days to come that arguing was a favourite pass-time of the Shanghainese.

We walked from Nanjing Xi Lu Station to our hotel at Shanxi Bei Lu. Nanjing Xi Lu is the upmarket shopping area of Shanghai, and it was a lovely, quiet neighbourhood with pretty boutiques and large, modern malls. The cool, winter weather (about 12 degrees celcius) made walking very enjoyable.


1410 hrs: We had booked to stay 3 nights at Central View Suites (http://www.cvsh.com.cn/) through http://www.ctrip.com/. A deluxe room cost RMB550 all-in per night (S$110) and it came along with VIP check-in at the Executive Reception on the 9th floor, buffet breakfast, "Happy Hour" buffet from 1800 to 2000 hrs daily, and in-room broadband internet access. The hotel was only a short walk from Nanjing Xi Lu Metro Station, so was very well appointed. Mommy couldn't find better value than this in Shanghai!

1445 hrs: It took a while for the hotel to sort out our bookings. Grandpa Eddy and Grandma Nancy were allocated Room 2506, Laoyi, Ning Che Che and I shared Room 2622, and Daddy and Mommy shared Room 2627.

Our rooms had views of the city and were spacious. There was a separate sitting area and kitchenette in each room. The shower cubicles were equipped with full-body showers i.e. rainwater, 4 nozzles for various parts of the body, and a separate showerhead.

Our only complaint was the firmness of the bed. The mattresses were like wooden planks wrapped with a thin layer of cotton. Mommy is accustomed to sleeping on very firm beds because of her slip-disc problem, but even she had trouble sleeping on this super hard bed.

1600 hrs: Everyone was hungry and raring to find a restaurant for our lunch cum dinner. We didn't quite know where to start looking for a restaurant, so we walked down Shanxi Nan Lu towards the French Concession, where we thought we would be able to find some restaurants.

We passed a snack shop with a very long line outside, but we needed something more filling than just a snack, so we continued walking. Shanghai is famed for its xiaolongbao (steamed meat dumplings filled with broth) and shengjian (pan-fried meat dumplings with its base browned to a crisp), both of which are snacks and not filling enough for lunch or dinner (by Singaporean standards at least...).


1700 hrs: We stopped at the first decent restaurant we saw and went inside. We were too hungry to walk any further. The restaurant turned out to be a branch of a popular chain called Bi Feng Tang (http://www.bifengtang.com.cn/), which simply means Storm Shelter in Mandarin.

We ordered flower crab congee, duck congee, steamed chicken, roast duck, grilled squid, wanton soup, and fried vegetables. The food was, at best, mediocre.

To be fair, even before the food was served, Mommy had already lost her appetite. Suffice to say the English translation for "Chee Cheong Fun" in the menu was "Bowel Powder". The Mainlanders should really stop using Google Translator for their signs and menus!


The bill came up to more than RMB200 (S$40). Everyone was just as hungry after eating, so Grandma Nancy suggested that we returned to the hotel for the free "Happy Hour" buffet from 1800 to 2000 hrs.

The temperature dropped to around 6 degrees celcius on our way back to the hotel, so we walked as fast as we could.

1845 hrs: We were back at the hotel for the free buffet. A selection of hors d'oeuvres, sandwiches, satay, chicken wings, dessert and fruit were laid out neatly on the buffet table. Coffee, tea, soft drinks, beer, wine and hard liquor were provided for free as well. We were happy campers.

Daddy and Mommy didn't join us though. They had to go to Shanghai South Railway Station to try to buy train tickets for our day-trip to Hangzhou.

2000 hrs: We were the last to leave the buffet. Everyone was exhausted from rising so early in the morning to catch the flight to Shanghai. We decided to retire early and meet again at 0800 hrs the next day.

Only Daddy and Mommy stayed up late. The ticket office at Shanghai South Railway Station was closed for the day by the time they got there, so they ended up walking around in search of food. They returned with 8 pieces of shengjian (pan-fried meat dumplings), a sandwich from Subway and a Fillet O Fish meal from MacDonald's. The shengjian was cheap. RMB4 (S$0.80) for 4 pieces. Super greasy, but not bad. The Fillet o Fish meal raised doubts about the authenticity of MacDonald's in China. Fillet o Fish was spelt wrongly on the packaging, the burger only had half a slice of cheese, and the fries tasted odd. Either the quality control by MacDonald's was really poor or they've fallen victim to fakers.


You never know what's real and what's not in China. We even saw some men peddling fake banknotes in the streets.


8 FEBRUARY 2009 (SUNDAY)

0800 hrs: We met for breakfast at the hotel's cafe. The usual Western and Asian fare were available buffet style. The selection was adequate.

0930 hrs: After breakfast, we signed up for a local, conducted tour to Hangzhou for the following day. The concierge recommended a tour package which cost RMB268 per person (about S$55), inclusive of return transport, transport within Hangzhou, Mandarin-speaking tour guide, boat tour on West Lake, and the RMB35 admission to the Peak Which Flew From Afar Cave.

Mommy's original plan was for us to take the train to Hangzhou and spend the day there ourselves, but all things considered, it was just less hassle to join the tour.

0945 hrs: We began our self-guided walking tour of Shanghai by walking down Shanxi Nan Lu towards Huaihai Zhong Lu (once known as Avenue Joffre), the heart of the French Concession.

The French Concession was founded in 1862 as a result of the Treaty of Nanking. The buildings in this area had a distinct European style, but what was more striking was the way clothes were being hung out to dry in this area. Undergarments, shirts, sweaters, linen, blankets, etc. were hung from trees, street lamps, poles, etc. to dry. We'd be walking past some trendy store, and right above us would be someone's underwear drip-drying.

In between blocks of buildings were narrow alleyways called "Long". Some of the "Longs" were gated and guarded. They appeared to be entrances to people's homes.

Huaihai Zhong Lu itself was a major shopping belt, with large shopping centres, restaurants and cafes. We looked hard at the food options available but didn't see anything appealing.

1145 hrs: Lunchtime was drawing near, so Mommy suggested walking to Xintiandi (http://www.xintiandi.com/) to have buffet dim sum at Ye Shanghai, rated as one of Shanghai's finest restaurants.

We walked along Huaihai Zhong Lu till we reached the Xintiandi area. Xintiandi is bounded by Huangpi Nan Lu, Ma Dang Nan Lu, Tai Cang Lu and Zi Zhong Lu. It is an area famed for its restored Shikumen (stone-framed door) buildings which now house cafes and pubs which are popular with well-heeled yuppies.

1230 hrs: We got ourselves a table at Ye Shanghai. The buffet dim sum cost RMB98 all-in (almost S$20) per person. The a-la-carte buffet menu was somewhat limited, but there were a few dishes which we enjoyed, like the spicy chicken in peanut sauce and the xiaolongbao, which had really thin skin and a tasty broth within. Overall, not much to rave about, as any dim sum restaurant in Singapore would have beaten it hands down.

1430 hrs: The service was so slow that Daddy fell asleep at one point. The rest of us took our time to savour the food.

Across the road from Xintiandi was a Bentley car showroom. Shanghai exuded affluence. We spotted quite a few flashy cars on the road during our stay, and the Porsche Cayenne appeared to be the SUV of choice.

1500 hrs: We walked along Hubin Lu towards Fangbang Zhong Lu, the heart of Old Shanghai. Enroute, we stumbled upon two markets - Dongtai Lu Antique Market and the Flower, Bird, Fish & Insect Market.

As its name suggests, the Dongtai Lu Antique Market was a street lined with stalls selling all sorts of old collectibles, or rather what appeared to be old collectibles. Most of what the vendors were peddling were probably imitation antiques i.e. things recently made to look old. It's just too coincidental for every stall to have several antique Omega watches for sale.


The Flower, Bird, Fish & Insect Market was just a short distance away from the Dongtai Lu Antique Market. It was hard work pushing my pram through that market. The maze of passageways was extremely narrow and the market was packed on a Sunday afternoon. We gave up after a few minutes.

Daddy used the ancient public toilet in the market, and he was traumatised by the experience. He described the latrine as just a wall where all men peed against. The pee flowed into a single hole at the end of the wall. There was no flush system whatsoever and the stink was overwhelming. When Daddy was at the latrine, a man came in, unbuckled his pants and squatted over a hole in plain view of everyone and defacated.

Mommy wasn't surprised by Daddy's description of the public toilet. She first visited China in the 1980s and public toilets were all like that. Some places didn't even have public toilets. You'd be lucky to find a shrub.

1530 hrs: We walked along Fangbang Zhong Lu and gawked at the old-style shops, ducks (yes, ducks) and clothes being hung out to dry, and street food being prepared.


There was plenty of activity in the street, especially around the makeshift stalls selling pornographic DVDs. Trash was casually being tossed on the floor, and there seemed to be more spit on the road than anywhere else in Shanghai we'd seen.

Fangbang Zhong Lu was a "breath of fresh air" from modernised Shanghai. This was a slice of old China in the bustling metropolis, the closest to what one would call a Chinatown in Shanghai.

Further down the road was the entrance to Yuyuan Bazaar, a pedestrianised marketplace. Heaven for the souvenir-hunter. This is the place to come if you're looking for a Mao t-shirt, poster, etc. The marketplace was very crowded. Thousands were just milling about.


Just for the experience, Daddy paid RMB1 to pop into a public toilet here. Yuyuan Bazaar has been sanitised. The public toilets not only had doors, they had LED panels on each toilet door to tell you how long the occupant has been in there. Wow.

1600 hrs: It was the second last day of Chinese New Year, and Yuyuan Garden was hosting a big lantern exhibition. Public response for the lantern exhibition was so overwhelming that crowd control marshalls were stationed at the entrance to stop more people from entering the Garden after 1600 hrs. We arrived at Yuyuan Garden at exactly 1600 hrs, and saw people being turned away.

We continued our walk in the direction of The Bund. We walked along Zhongshan Dong Lu, but found the footpath to The Bund blocked off by construction works. We didn't want to brave walking amongst motor vehicles. Even when the traffic light was in the pedestrian's favour, we found crossing roads in Shanghai very tricky. Motorists generally did not slow down for pedestrians, and they'd drive on with the green man on.

We followed Zhongshan Dong Lu to Renmin Lu, then turned in the direction of Nanjing Dong Lu.

1730 hrs: We finally made it to Nanjing Dong Lu, Shanghai's main shopping belt, and possibly the world's busiest shopping street. Much of the street has been pedestrianised and a sightseeing train will take you from one end to the other for RMB2 per person. When it gets dark, neon billboards light up the street, bringing with it festive cheer.


We walked along Nanjing Dong Lu aimlessly until we were flagged down by a restaurant tout. The menu she shoved into our hands claimed they had Shanghai food from RMB3 per dish and it seemed quite crowded in the restaurant, so we went inside.

Alas, another culinary failure... Daddy ordered quite a few dishes (all of which cost much more than RMB3), but none of it tasted any good. The bill came up to about RMB250 (about S$50), but the food was so bad we left much of it untouched.

1900 hrs: There was still time for us to make it to the free "Happy Hour" buffet at the hotel. We made a mad dash for the metro and sprinted back to the hotel, with half an hour to spare for wiping out the buffet. Honestly, the food at the free buffet was better than any other food we'd tasted in Shanghai thus far.

2015 hrs: Our feet were sore from walking all day. The tour bus was picking us up at 0635 hrs the next morning to take us to Hangzhou, so we decided to have an early night.


9 FEBRUARY 2009 (MONDAY)

0630 hrs: We had booked our tour through the hotel's concierge, and they kindly arranged for us to take away our breakfast.

0635 hrs: A mini-van pulled up at the hotel to drive us to Renmin Guangchang (People's Square), where the rest of the tour group was waiting.

0700 hrs: We met our tour guide, a frizzy-haired lady from Hangzhou. She ushered us up a 50-seater tour bus. Altogether, there were more than 30 people on this tour, and we were the only foreigners.
1100 hrs: The drive to Hangzhou took almost 4 hrs. Traffic out of Shanghai was slow and we had made a toilet stop, then a detour to travel on the Hangzhou Bay Bridge, the world's longest trans-oceanic bridge. It was a foggy day, and we couldn't see much on the bridge, other than its colourful railing.

1115 hrs: The tour guide led us across Su Di (Su Causeway) to a garden with a koi pond where Emperor Kangxi once visited. It was a chilly morning, and all the kois were lying at the bottom of the pond, where the water was warmest.


1140 hrs: We boarded a wooden boat for a cruise on West Lake, world renowned for its picturesque landscape. The tour guide said the government did not permit buildings beyond a certain height being constructed near the lake, to preserve the beauty of the lake. However, their efforts in preservation did not totally pay off. We could still see the skyscrapers from our boat.

Mommy visited Hangzhou as a child, but the city is now very different from what she remembers. It is now a concrete jungle with an overrated lake.

1230 hrs: Our pleasure ride on the boat was over. The guide said we had a very tight schedule in the afternoon, so she was only giving us 30 mins for lunch. She encouraged us to group ourselves in 10s, and go for the RMB150 set menu for 10 persons.

1245 hrs: We were dropped off at a nearby restaurant, and everyone grabbed their seats. We were the last to get to a table. The guide grouped us with a solo female traveller from Guangdong province, and we agreed to go ahead with the RMB150 (S$30) set menu for 10 persons, even though there were only 7 of us eating.

1300 hrs: The food was served, and we had 15 mins left to polish off everything. It was an impossible feat.

1315 hrs: The guide hurried us up the bus, and we had to leave most of the food untouched.

1335 hrs: We were taken to a "Silk Museum" and the large, wooden doors were pulled shut behind us. A lady began her sales pitch on how smooth and fire-proof her silk was. We were led to a room where silk bedlinen and blankets were displayed, and a dozen pushy sales personnel came forward. It was like being thrown into a gladiator's pit. Daddy and Mommy were furious that we had to skip a proper lunch because of this.

1400 hrs: When it was apparent that no one in our group was keen to buy a silk blanket, we were then ushered to a small room with a short catwalk, where we were told a fashion show would be staged for us. The "Silk Museum" had 6 ladies model their products. Thereafter, a dozen pushy sales personnel came forward again to try to talk us into buying silk garments.
Our tour guide stood quietly in a corner, waiting for a sucker to buy something so she could collect her commission. Suddenly, she was no longer in any hurry and we could spend as much time as we liked in the silk store. To our astonishment, one guy actually bought something!


1425 hrs: We got back up the bus, and the tour guide announced that we would be visiting Mejiawu Longjing Tea Plantation next. More time wasted at another tourist scam.

1435 hrs: Daddy and Mommy refused to visit the plantation, more like a room where tourists were asked to sample tea then pressured to buy tins of tea at high prices. They remained outside with Ning Che Che to feed me my mashed pumpkin.


1500 hrs: The guy who bought the silk garment bought 6 tins of tea! Everyone else went up the bus, annoyed that we'd wasted so much time.

1525 hrs: We alighted at Lingyin Temple (Temple of the Soul's Retreat). This 1700 yr old temple dates back to the Eastern Jin Dynasty (317 to 420 AD) and is one of the 10 most famous temples in China. The tour package didn't include the admission to the temple, so we each paid another RMB30 (S$6) to enter.

Grandma Nancy is a Buddhist and she wanted to say her prayers at the temple. The tour guide gave us some cock and bull story about how incense should only be bought at a specific shop, otherwise the prayers would not be answered. Predictably, she led everyone to a particular incense shop and made sure she received her commission. We were not given the opportunity to buy the joss-sticks from elsewhere, and Grandma Nancy had to shell out RMB99 (S$20) for a bunch of incense.

1600 hrs: The tour guide said we were free to explore the temple and the Peak Which Flew From Afar Cave, but had to be back at the meeting point by 1645 hrs. No more commissions to receive, so suddenly we were in a hurry again.


1635 hrs: By the time we were done exploring the temple, we only had 10 mins left before we were expected back. There was insufficient time for us to explore the Peak Which Flew From Afar Cave, which was just across from the temple. On its slope and inside the cave are more than 300 stone Budhhas, carved during the period of the Five Dynasties to the Yuan Dynasty (907 to 1368 AD). Mommy had really wanted to see the carvings, so she regretted joining the tour package instead of coming to Hangzhou on our own.

1645 hrs: We were back at the meeting point, but 4 persons were late. The tour guide waited 5 mins then rang them and yelled at them. Unlike guides serving foreign tourists, guides serving domestic travellers didn't expect tips. She really gave her comrades a shelling.

2015 hrs: The drive back to Shanghai was shorter, as we didn't make a detour to go on the Hangzhou Bay Bridge. Nevertheless, we still couldn't get to back to Shanghai in time for our favourite free "Happy Hour" buffet.

It was the last day of Chinese New Year. Individual buildings in Hangzhou were setting off fireworks and fire crackers. We went right past some fireworks whilst travelling on the highway. We passed many villages on the way back to Shanghai, and lost count of the number of times we saw fireworks during the drive.

The bus driver dropped us off at Raffles City Shopping Mall at Renmin Guangchang. The shopping mall is owned by Capitaland of Singapore, and the food court called Megabite in there is run by Food Junction of Singapore. Mommy had read good reviews about Megabite before our trip and we decided to have dinner there.

2045 hrs: The food was not bad, but the selection was poor. Beef and rice, or beef and noodles appeared at almost every stall.

2200 hrs: We stayed till the foodcourt closed. Renmin Guangchang was just one metro stop away from Nanjing Xi Lu, where our hotel was. We decided to take a stroll back to the hotel. Enroute, we saw the pedestrianised section of Nanjing Dong Lu flooded with merrymakers. It was the last day of Chinese New Year, and people were out and about.

2300 hrs: It took us an hour to walk back. Everyone was tired, and I really wanted my milk bottle so I could go to bed.


10 FEBRUARY 2009 (TUESDAY)

0900 hrs: It was the last time we were having breakfast at this hotel, as we were shifting to another in a different part of the city later that day.

During the night, Ah Gong had sms-ed Mommy to let her know that their flight from Vancouver to Shanghai had been delayed by 7 hours. Everyone was really looking forward to spending the day with Ah Gong, Ah Ma and Che Che, so the news came as a huge disappointment.

We took our time with breakfast, then got ready to check out of the hotel.

1145 hrs: We checked out of the hotel, and left our suitcases with the concierge. Mommy had read about the warren of art shops at 50 Moganshan Lu, and thought it would be an interesting place to visit.

We caught the metro from Nanjing Xi Lu Metro Station to Shanghai Railway Station Metro Station, the nearest station to Moganshan Lu.

1230 hrs: Near the Railway Station were many travellers balancing heavy bags on their shoulders. We even saw a man travelling with his kettle. Chinese New Year had just ended, so lots of people were coming to the city to look for work.


We followed our map to Moganshan Lu. It wasn't the easiest to find. We took a wrong turn and walked through one of the filthiest areas in Shanghai. The stench of urine on the streets was so bad we had to hold our breath to walk. Thousands of travellers disembarking at the railway station must have been relieving themselves on the streets, instead of paying RMB1 ($0.20) to use the public latrines at the station. We even came across the largest pile of human crap by the side of the road. That guy must have held in it for many days before unzipping his pants by the road! Gross!

1320 hrs: We found Moganshan Lu. It was in a disused industrial zone by the river. A particular art shop stood out from the rest - Outstanding Art (http://www.outstandingartshanghai.com/), but their prices were way above our budget!


1420 hrs: We spent an hour browsing, but left 50 Moganshan Lu empty handed. Nevertheless, it was interesting to go off-the-beaten-track. Here's a picture of something which looked like an art installation, but it was not. Just a whole lot of styrofoam boxes on a bike.


1455 hrs: The walk back to Shanghai Railway Station Metro Station was quicker, and we didn't have to pass the stinky zone. We caught the metro back to Nanjing Xi Lu Metro Station, and had lunch in the Megabite foodcourt at Westgate Mall.

Our encounters with the service staff in Shanghai had not always been pleasant. On the courtesy front, the service staff in Shanghai generally have very much catching up to do. We stayed at 2 different hotels (both supposedly 5-stars) during our 6-day vacation and the receptionists at both hotels were equally impatient. At the hotels' cafes, clearing used plates wasn't the norm, and when Daddy asked for sugar for his coffee, the waitress tossed 2 packets of sugar on the table and walked off. That same waitress was seen squeezing her pimples at the service station when Daddy went up to her to ask for a cup of coffee. You could be eating at a foodcourt and a cleaner would come right up to you and mop at your feet.

The service staff at the Megabite foodcourt in Westgate Mall takes the crown for rudeness though. When Laoyi asked for a pair of chopsticks at the Shanghai food stall because they'd served her a bowl of noodles without chopsticks, the service staff threw a pair of chopsticks at her! Unbelievable but true! Daddy bought a bowl of dessert and when he asked for an empty bowl so he could split the dessert with Grandma Nancy, the service staff said "No."

1630 hrs: We were out of Central View Suites with all our bags. We made our way to Nanjing Xi Lu Metro Station and took the metro to Pudong Avenue Metro Station.

1730 hrs: We booked to stay our final 2 nights at The Eton Hotel along Pudong Avenue. Our first 3 nights was spent on the Puxi side of Shanghai, so we thought moving to the opposite side of the Huangpu River would be interesting for a change.

Pudong was first developed in 1990, and it has already emerged as China's financial and commercial hub. It has a very impressive skyline which comprises of some of the world's tallest skyscrapers - Shanghai World Financial Centre (currently 2nd tallest in the world) and Jin Mao Tower (currently 8th tallest in the world). It is also home to the iconic Oriental Pearl Tower.

1745 hrs: Grandpa Eddy and Grandma Nancy shared Room 2918, Laoyi, Ning Che Che and I shared Room 3518, and Daddy and Mommy shared Room 3527.

Daddy and Mommy picked the shortest straw and got the smallest room. The rest of us had spacious, corner units with king-sized bed and a bathroom with a tub big enough for a family of 4. Daddy and Mommy's room had twin-beds and a tub fit for one. Just their luck!


There were 2 LCD tvs in each room, one in front of the bed and another in the bathroom. From our window, we could see the Huangpu River and the Pudong skyline. The Eton Hotel was probably the most luxurious hotel we've stayed at on our travels so far.

Mommy had booked the deluxe rooms through http://www.ctrip.com/ and they cost RMB788 all-in (S$158) per night. Buffet breakfast was provided. Broadband internet access was payable at RMB120 (S$24) per block of 24 hrs.

1945 hrs: It took a while for us to get ready to head out because Mommy needed to check-in online for our flight back to Singapore. By the time she was done, it was almost 2000 hrs.

2000 hrs: We took a taxi to Super Brand Mall (http://www.superbrandmall.com/) in Lujiazui, and it cost only RMB11 (about S$2). We spent an hour walking round the mall, checking out the various food options, including the buffet restaurant called Xi Duo Wu. Xi Duo Wu had a very large selection, but it paled in comparison to the mega buffet restaurant we dined at in Shenzhen. The food at Xi Duo Wu didn't look very good either.

2100 hrs: We settled for Cafe de Coral in the end. Turned out to be a really good choice. The food was tasty and affordable. The set meals cost around RMB25 (S$5) with a drink. Daddy ordered 2 set meals for himself - the garlic pork and ginger chicken, and he was convinced this was the best meal he's had in Shanghai thus far.

2200 hrs: Outside the Super Brand Mall was a phenomenally long taxi queue. We followed some locals to Lujiazui Metro Station instead.

Lying outside the station were several carts from which hawkers were selling street food. We watched a lady prepare vegetarian pancakes on her cart. The pancakes looked so good we had to try some. They cost only RMB2.50 (S$0.50) each and they were a wonderful snack. Crispy, fragrant and lightly salted.

2240 hrs: We were back at the hotel after hopping into 2 taxis near Lujiazui Metro Station. Daddy was looking forward to watching tv from the bathtub!


0115 hrs: Daddy and Mommy stayed up that night for the arrival of Ah Gong, Ah Ma and Che Che. I couldn't keep my eyes open, and would only see them in the morning.


11 FEBRUARY 2009 (WEDNESDAY)

0845 hrs: Che Che!!! Che Che!!! Che Che!!! Thanks for returning my Ah Gong to me... :)


The family had a joyous reunion over breakfast.


1100 hrs: Buffet breakfast at the Eton Hotel was great. Western, Chinese and Japanese... there was something for everyone.

After breakfast, we took a ride on the metro to Nanjing Dong Lu Station. The Eton Hotel is directly opposite Pudong Avenue Metro Station, which made is convenient for us to get around. However, the immediate vicinity around the Eton Hotel had no shops or restaurants whatsoever, just plenty of construction work.

1135 hrs: We left Grandma Nancy, Ah Ma and Laoyi to do their shopping along Nanjing Dong Lu. The rest of us watched the world go by on the pedestrian mall.


1240 hrs: Daddy discovered a food complex and waved us in. i think it was called Shanghai's No. 1 Food Store or something like that. The store was very crowded. It sold everything which a Chinese housewife would need for her kitchen, as well as ready-to-eat food. One stall had a particularly long queue - Yang's Fry-Dumpling. Daddy and Mommy had already tasted shengjian and they didn't think it was good enough to stand in line for.

Che Che and I wanted something to eat, so Daddy bought us a corn cup from MacDonald's.


1400 hrs: We met up with Grandma Nancy, Ah Ma and Laoyi, who happily showed off their purchases.

We tried searching for a food court in a shopping mall along Nanjing Dong Lu, but it wasn't as easy as we'd thought. We gave up after a while, and took the metro to Lujiazui to have lunch at Cafe de Coral in Super Brand Mall instead. At least we knew the food would be alright.

1530 hrs: We were back at Cafe de Coral, tucking into lunch. The service staff were very happy to see me again. We had a good babble.

1630 hrs: After lunch, Mommy suggested walking along the Riverside Promenade to have a look at The Bund from across the river.

1645 hrs: Ah Gong bought me an ice-cream cone from MacDonald's, and we watched the sun set over The Bund at the River Promenade.


As it got darker, a boat carrying the largest LCD panel I'd ever seen sailed by. The LCD panel was about 4 storeys high. Daddy's dream tv set.


1740 hrs: We hopped into 3 taxis and returned to the hotel.

1930 hrs: The hotel was promoting its Hokkaido Buffet Dinner, so we went ahead to make reservations at its cafe. RMB148 plus tax (S$35) per person. Mommy enjoyed the sashimi, beef steak, pasta, cakes and Movenpick ice-cream.

2200 hrs: We toured the hotel's gym and pool facilities. We were too full to exercise... so we went to bed instead!


12 FEBRUARY 2009 (THURSDAY)

0845 hrs: We made plans over breakfast on what to do for the day. We were due to fly out later that afternoon which didn't leave us with much time for sightseeing or shopping. Ah Gong has an apartment in Shanghai and it was only 4 metro stops away from our hotel. All of us were interested in having a look at the place, so we quickly finished breakfast and proceeded to the metro station.

1000 hrs: We took the metro from Pudong Avenue to Hailun Lu. Ah Gong's apartment was occupied by a tenant, so we could only look at the exterior of the block of apartments. Ah Gong spoke to a real estate agent, and was happy to learn that the value of his investment had appreciated.


1115 hrs: Close to Ah Gong's apartment was the Sichuan Bei Lu shopping belt. We took a walk down Sichuan Bei Lu for some last minute shopping, then made a loop back to Hailun Lu Metro Station.

The temperature had been hovering around 10 degrees celcius the last few days, but it suddenly shot up to 23 degrees celcius this morning. The weather here is so unpredictable!

1240 hrs: We were back at our hotel to do our final packing.


1300 hrs: The hotel had graciously extended their usual check-out time (1200 hrs) by an hour. We checked out of our hotel, and jumped into 3 taxis to Pudong International Airport.

1350 hrs: The taxi ride cost about RMB130 (S$26). We checked our bags in, collected our boarding passes and snooped around for something to eat.

1500 hrs: There were very few food options available. We settled for Burger King in the transit area in the end.

1555 hrs: We boarded Singapore Airlines Flight SQ833 for Singapore. The air stewardess handed me a stuffed toy and a jigsaw puzzle. I also had a very comfortable bassinet all to myself.

1620 hrs: I didn't cry during take-off.

2140 hrs: But... it was a different story during the landing. I bawled my eyes out, so much so that Grandpa Eddy and Grandma Nancy, who were sitting in a totally different section of the plane, could hear me.

Mommy's singing frightened me more than comforted me. :( I hate flying. Why can't we just go on a cruise instead?