Day 1 Sing

I am sick. We arrived around noon and went out immediately but I felt weak, nauseous and lethargic. I thought it was because I was too hungry so we dived into Cartel, a local chain restaurant that serves western food. It reminds me of Pizza Hut. My BIL, who's also with us, loves the food and I don't and I can see we are polar opposites so the next few days will be quite a tussle when we decide where to eat.

By 5pm, I was finding it hard to talk and walk so I just sat down with my eyes closed like the old lady I am while the boys walked around. We were in Suntec City. I must tell you, you can skip the place. It is so old and boring. My nauseousness was getting worse, I wondered what they'll do to me if I puke there and then. You know what they say about Singapore being a 'fine' city. Went into the loo, instinctively turning up the hems of my pants as I stood in the line. But the toilet was dry, so different from those in Malaysia. Don't you just hate wet toilets? Why can't they make toilets for people who wash and people who wipe, just as we have restaurants that serve oink and those that don't?

We left Suntec and walked to Bugis Junction, which was livelier and the shops better. I remembered a reader had told me that the best buffet was at The Olive Tree in Bugis and we went up and down for over 40 minutes asking people but nobody knew the place. They also couldn't pronounce it. "Ohriftree??" Finally I asked a white lady and she said it was next to Hotel Continental. We spent another sweaty 20 minutes searching until Hub went into the hotel and there it was. Priced at S$45++, the buffet tonight was meditteranean. However, I had absolutely no appetite, and was nearly unable to walk by then, and BIL was in one of his weird moments when he decided (correctly) that he needed to loose weight. In the end, we ended up in some Jap teppanyaki restaurant in Bugis Junction. I couldn't eat, not even a grain of rice. I was totally out, shivering and nauseous. In my mom's words, "Can't eat even if they serve you dragon meat." I wished I was home in KK. And I started praying that I get better by tomorrow because what good is a food blogger if she can't eat?

I am a light traveller. I have gone on shopping trips with only 3 pieces of clothing--and ended up wearing them over and over because I couldn't find anything I like. My friend W is the opposite. I once went shopping with her in HK. She had all kinds of meds, safety pins etc but I was amazed by the gadget she whipped out the last day of the trip. It was a weighing scale, the spring kind. The way she put it, it was downright abnormal not to bring scales when you travel. Hmm. I travel so light I use shampoo as bath gel and body lotion as face cream. Sometimes I don't even bring a towel but since it is environmentally incorrect to use too much paper, I now do. (Advice on undies and shower cap deleted, at the request of my embarrassed daughter).

I was going to post a picture of the chawan mushi the boys had tonight but realize I don't have a USB. So, goodnight, dear friends and do pray that I get better and hungry tomorrow.