Changi Beach - the men.

The Sister asks "What?? No pictures of men?"

Lemme see, there was...

- the hordes of malay men fishing
- a couple of lecherous old men who walked around us because we were 2 women
- a slightly younger malay man who tried to chat us up. in malay.
- the old commando guy (indian) who was jogging shirtless
- this caucasian guy who walked past us to stare out at the boats
- the bunch of small chinese construction-worker types gathered under a nearby tree
- and more of the same, repeat ad nauseam.
Nope. No men that I can think of.

No wait!
The MasterChief called from Guam. Called for his "fionafix", as he says. lol.


Men for Fiona = 1. Men for the Sister = 0.