Pkchukiss - Reality Wine

I travelled way further north than usual today, hitting the remote little town of Sembawang, which is near the border city of Woodlands. Though the previous sentence makes absolutely ridiculous sense in tiny Singapore’s context, it seemed to be a huge leap of travel for me, just like when I went to the far east for a chalet.

We first met at Yishun Central, the hub of the North. This is where most bus services to the various towns in the North originate. The mid-way towns between the next regional hub (the border city of Woodlands) are notoriously poorly connected to the City; thank goodness Sembawang had its own stop along the islandwide MRT railway system, otherwise it would seem like travelling out of this world.

When we alighted at our destination, the nearly-empty narrow dual-lane carriageway contrasted with the residential buildings towering above the road. It seemed like a remote city, and the lack of shops in the immediate vicinity gave the impression of general isolation.

At least the carparks seemed full: people here looked well-off enough to afford a car. Perhaps this is why they dared to buy a house in this area. I can’t dream of waking up at the crack of dawn just to get to work in the City by bus: just travelling to the area  from Yishun itself took around 20 minutes. I couldn’t imagine how the secondary school kids manage the monotony.

Well, as to why I (or rather, “we”) went to Sembawang, that shall have to remain a mystery. A top secret that I can’t reveal. I can only just say, “Thanks for having us! We had a great time!”

The side effect was that I am now even more bent on getting a car than before.

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