Changi Village is slowly undergoing gentrification. I went there with an old friend today and we sat and caught up in a flourescent bright cafe eating kaya toast and drinking homemade barley. After the rain stopped and we wandered around outside, I was was enchanted to find little bohemian touches such as this shopfront shutter. It had been merrily painted with a sitcom like mural. It sat along the main road in the village and along side it was a fully stocked happy liquor store, also shut, but one that had an array of liquor to rival an American store. But brighter and happier looking rather than seedy. That store even had Skyy vodka which I'd been looking for as the very interesting inventor of this liquor had it made to be hangover free.
Then we walked along the boardwalk which reminded me a great deal of the East Coast Parkway area. A lot more paving, and lo and behold, ferries which even departed for Pengarang, Johor. Maybe the word is more bumboats than ferries with the fare a mere $7. One wonders at that rate how long the journey would take.
I certainly wouldn't mind going back. My friend was making plans to stay at the funkily coloured Changi Village Hotel, fka, Changi Meridien, in December for a short break.
1 comment:
Hmmm... your blog seems to have a similar theme to mine, or is it just this post?
Of course I have not gone into religious issues (as yet).
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