The other round of photos are from this weekend. Saturday we went to Little India. I loveddd all the food we tried, and the colors, the flowers and fresh jasmine for your hair, the beautiful Saris (I'm definitely buying one) and all the gold jewelery (I saw some bangles with my name on it!). It was just a pleasure to stroll around there and enjoy the culture. We went into this huge Hindu temple that does let you take photos, and I had a ball taking plenty. I don't know much about the religion, but for me its about the art work. The time, and craftsmanship that went into to making all those shrines is incredible and the COLORS. Wow. We stopped for some Japanese food on the way home, and I had some more sashimi. I can't believe I like all this raw fish. It really does taste good tho, and the beef salad, and prawn mango sushi rolls we had were lovely too. Then Sunday, of course after the pool (I'm getting nice and brown) we went for some lunch on Clarke Quay, and then decided to check out this Chinese temple which is literally on the block behind my corporate apartment. Another WOW. They had recently restored it at the cost of 2 million Sing dollars as it had been declared a historical monument. They had special craftsman who flew in from China to reconstruct it brick by brick. The pictures speak for themselves, the colors, the craftsmanship, the stone work, the artistry, all amazing. As we left the temple and walked back to my place, I couldn't resist taking some photos along the vacant walkway.
All in all it was a lovely, relaxing weekend, enjoying the sun, and the neighborhoods in Singapore and lets not forget the food and good company :) Back to work tomorrow. Until next weekend <3
Standing on the ground excited and nervous, but ready to jump. On the plane riddled with anxiety, looking out the window thinking "WTF am I doing" but trying to smile because no one else on this darn plane looks as nervous as I feel, and it's way too late to turn back! Standing in the doorway of the plane, parachute securely strapped on, counting down the seconds til I jump out those open doors with the wind roaring in and TERRIFIED that I'm going to die. I am sure I am going to DIE. Leaping out of the plane, adrenaline and gravity taking over. Suddenly, having the BEST F*in experience of my life! Coasting. Floating. Sun. Silence. Peace. Smiling. The parachute opens, and I glide down to earth. Perfect landing, not bad for a rookie! Complete euphoria, so happy to have survived, feet firmly on the ground and completely psyched to jump AGAIN! No seriously, I really DO want to jump again.
So as I get ready to leave for Singapore, I'm at the stage of my departure where I'm looking out the window of the proverbial plane thinking "WTF am I doing?", but it's way too late to turn back now. There's so much potential for awesomeness ahead, I'm trying to tune out being terrified. I can't wait to get to the part of this "jump" where I'm coasting, and this is the best experience of my life.
"Not trying is worse than to stumble and fall" - Singer, Jazmine
Live Limitless,P