Well worth it.....

..... that was my trip down to Changi Beach this evening.

No sunset. We're being hit by the damned haze from Indonesia and the skies were not clear at all. In fact, you had to look hard to see where the sky ended and the sea began, but we were comfy. Oh yes we were.

We munched on our sandwiches as the sun set. All was peaceful and quiet.

Bernie and I talked of things past, things present. Important things, today. Women always form their own natural support groups and I hope I will be of supportive of her as much as I am able to. That much I promise you, my friend.


We headed off to the Changi Meridien for drinks once we were done. It was perfect.
Inspite of all the bottles, we settled down for our favourites - iced mochas. With extra extra hot fudge. MMMmmm.... I can feel all that fat doing me a power of good. lol. But it was great. We snuggled down into our seats and the conversation went from the serious to the plain weird and hilarious. At one point as I walked back, I burped hugely - not something that happens often - and managed to gross her out. Better out than in I said. And yea, all was good.


The lounge area (which hotel doesn't have one?) was playing some trippy jazz and chill-out music, so we settled down, cushions around us, and watched the lifts move in time to the music.
It was pretty hilarious. This hotel sees a lot of business travellers because the Loyang Offshore compound was just around the corner. All these men travelling to and fro Asia, and living it up at the Changi Meridien. We got plenty of looks and waves as the went up to their rooms. We waved lazily back.


Yup - this is how relaxed we were.
It's a fantastic place to relax and unwind to. To-day was great. There we were, all comfy and snuggled up, slippers kicked off and feet curled up under us.

But wait, that wasn't the end of it all. We were rating the men as they came in to the lobby lounge. Just for the heck of it. Which one would I like? Which one would Bernie like? Just as we'd divided all of mandom between the 2 of us, in walked this chappie who looked interesting.

Now, Bernie has a smile that lights up a square kilometre and she's wonderously, generously free with them. And this guy..... this guy obviously thought more of it than he should have.

We went to the loos just before leaving. He waited for us near the entrance. We walked out. Heard footsteps behind us, and turned to find that the guy had followed us out.

Uh. Ok.

Approaching us, he quipped Do you speak english? Ah, yes. The Singapore-is-in-China syndrome. Yes! said Bernie. And pretty well too! I added. But when he heard we were leaving to go home, he ducked his head and muttered Sorry to bother you ladies.

We watched him walk back in to the hotel a slightly-hunched, desolate figure. After a quick discussion, we went back in and managed to catch hold of him. We were feeling mellow, he looked so dejected, we felt bad, so we thought we'd buy him a drink.

OOoooo...... big mistake. Steve from North Carolina, formerly from Montana, was dead boring. I had to work at keeping a conversation going. Bernie tried too but gave up after a while. And mind you, we were not discussing major topics, global warming, the stalemate in the Middle East, or the policital issues facing any number of countries. So, how often have you stayed in this hotel? isn't meant to tax your brain cells and if people have to work to keep a conversation going at THIS level....... yes, the man needs to work on his skills.


Next port of call for Steve is Indonesia. g'luck boyo! :o