Today is the first time that I have ever felt that riding along a bumpy country road on a bicycle can actually BE fun...
As you would probably have guessed, I am not exactly an avid sports lover, much less a biker. I honestly cannot bike to save my life, else I would probably already have joined the M1 Asia Challenge and slogged it out with my team.
Ed and Ad arranged a nice outing today to Pulau Ubin for a seafood lunch and a day of bike riding. Knowing that I can't ride to save myself, Hubby rented a nice two seater bike. Amazing~ The wind blowing in your face, the bumpy iGallop style riding over pebbles and discarded Kampung Durian seeds with the warm breezes blowing over you as you speed past the wooden huts selling cold drinks... Man! This is the life!
As usual, I arrived late so the others have already gone on and started biking around the island while I was still at Changi Village getting my breakfast. Still, riding with my hubby on the extremely short bumboat ride was still very fun. The day was warm with cooling breezes streaming through the open windows of the bumboat and none of that disgusting diesel smells that often accompany such boats. Ahh.. blue skies with blue seas.. it was lovely...
When we arrived, the first thing we did was to rent a nice two seater bicycle because yups, as I have said numerous times, I can't bike! And off we went on our nice shiny pink biycle with a nice dingaling bell in search of the others.
Halfway through, Ed called to say that they are turning back to have a drink at a "stall with a bright yellow signage"... almost impossible to miss... but which of course, I did miss... so we turned back when we found the first batch of the others who had already started biking back.
After a nice, cold 100plus and a coconut or two, off we went again to look at the Goddess of Mercy stone... As they say in China, 3 分享，7 分靠想象 so, I stood there staring very hard at the grey rock in the distance trying to envision the Goddess. Needless to say, I was not very successful considering that I am a very visual person without much of an imagination.
A very comic incident happened here though. It goes to show that if your Mandarin sucks, please don't try to force it. A Singaporean man was exclaiming very loudly, “有鸵鸟！ 来，我们大家来看鸵鸟吧！” I knew something was wrong because I was staring at the sign for the longest time trying to decipher where it was that mentioned a black ostrich... but the whole gin-gang of us including that man's friends still went up to the top of a small hilly area to hunt for the ostrich. There wasn't one, of course, because the sign was saying "乌(敏)岛" aka Pulau Ubin instead of "鸵鸟". Maybe he didn't think that the middle word was important.
After lunch, we went back to explore the island a bit more while the rest of the colleagues went on home. Unbeknownst to us, we were being followed! Shortly after we arrived at a lovely private cove, Ju and her hubby and their other 2 friends had followed us and arrived together to enjoy the lovely romantic little windy cove with its gigantic ant and breezes that blow both warm and cool. There we all stood admiring the view and the arrival of the planes coming in at Changi Airport.
Thus ends my nice day at Pulau Ubin with the hubby. Yups! I think I will go again!
Today is the first time that I have ever felt that riding along a bumpy country road on a bicycle can actually BE fun...
What can I say? The pic speaks for itself... it's a dream...
I am so proud to cordially introduce myself as an official member of the Cheng Wen Hsing fan club set up by myself with only me, and I as the other members. 
If the smells of batter being fried is not reason enough to indulge in this oil steeped delicacy, then the colour photocopy of Anthony's quote highlighted in bright yellow on the glass frontage and the numerous news paper articles pasted here and there should be reason enough. "If this stall has been in the same business selling the same thing for the last 45 years, I figured they should be doing what they are doing very well!"
