Friday, September 28, 2007

Mediterranean Cuisine


Amirah's Grill Restaurant and Cafe at Bussorah Street (a short walk from the Sultan Mosque in Kampong Glam). Worth checking out, but make reservations if you plan on dinner.
And for some jazz with "spirit fingers", it never fails to check out Paul Ponnudurai on guitar at Harry's Bar @ Esplanade. JK and Daph would not disagree.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Lunar Bar Opening

If not for the free invites, and the free flow between 7.30pm and 9.30pm, I doubt I'd have ever considered visiting Lunar Bar. Nothing personal, just that the overdose of cheena music wasn't my cup of tea. (You can read one of the reviews here) Of course, being an "Asian Fusion Bar", there were occasional retro and hip/hop songs inserted in between the live-sets (see video below), which seemed to interest my friend more.


We left before 10 to the Bellini Room at St James where we celebrated Sa's belated birthday, coupled with a waterfall, and a ball of a time. And I still had to take my IPPT the following day. Geez. Oh and apparently, Tuesdays are Ladies' Night at the Bellini Room so all the girls got in free with the complimentary signature Bellini cocktail and two coupons.

Lunchbox with Shirlyn Tan

After the awesome 30min set performed by Shirlyn Tan and her band, we joined in the autograph session and got the rare opportunity to get up close and personal! Free poster some more! Heh.


Check out her latest single Window playing on the radio right now!



(p/s: Pearl, Sa, and XY... watch the video carefully! Can you spot the same Ikea lamp shade we bought for Pearl's housewarming???)

Monday, September 24, 2007

Advertorial: Place for Rent

My Aussie friend's looking to rent out a place in Dairy Farm Estate urgently, if you or if you know anyone interested, do give him a call here! I saw the place together with him, and it's actually very decent (although old), with full condo-amenities and nearby shopping/eating places. He's only giving it up because he found somewhere else nearer to his workplace.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Expecting The UnXpected at Walas

After a long absence at Wala Walas in Holland Village, my friends and I managed to get into the full-house bar on the 2nd floor when the first set ended. Shirlyn Tan and her band, The UnXpected, picked up their instruments and songs where they left off, to kick-off the 2nd set sometime after 11pm, launching straight into The Muse's "Starlight" with huge applause. We were treated to The Cranberries' "Zombie", Gwen Stefani's "4 in the morning", Maroon 5's "Makes Me Wonder", Greenday's "Wake Me Up Before September Ends" (with vocals by the drummer), Shirlyn's very own single "Newfound Jealousy", and whole lot more.
I found tonight a good break from all the regular Friday nights with Timmy at Timbre, where Shirlyn's versatility from Dolores "Cranberries" O'Riordan to Gwen Stefani was an impeccable show of talent, to say the least. Maybe it was the enclosed space, or her regular following, that made every member in the house resonate in sing-a-longs and applause, pointing to her stellar performance and stage charisma.
If you've never heard (or seen) her before, and for those not allowed entry into bars/pubs yet (erm...Crystal this is for you, heh), you have a very good chance to catch Shirlyn Tan of The UnXpected band performing at the Esplanade Concert Hall during a FREE lunchtime concert (affectionately titled Lunchbox) on Tuesday, 25 Sep 2007, between 12.45pm and 1.15pm (Do arrive early otherwise you'll only be admitted as latecomers during appropriate breaks).

Friday, September 21, 2007

Aphonia

If you're free on Saturday 29th Sept (8.45pm & 10pm) and looking for somewhere to catch a free performance down by The Esplanade Stage @ Powerhouse, check out the band Aphonia where my good friend and lead vocalist Hannah showcases the rock chic in her. It'll be a new experience, especially after singing with the NUS Jazz Band all these years. I'll be there, either way. For details, click here.
Interestingly, my friend read this article, and casually asked me if I knew the guy who works as an usher, since I once used to be part of a fantastic team that manages the events before I graduated. And of course, it is a small world after all.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

And all that jazz

When I was at The Bellini Room at St James' last night, I hadn't expected such an empty place. After all, it was Wed, and Ladies' night. Then I realised everyone else was in Powerhouse, Movida, Boiler Room, Dragonfly and so on. Fortunately, that was a good thing too, as the fairly empty Bellini room meant more breathing space, and better acoustics from the various vocalists and resident Bellini Room House Band.
When we arrived after 11pm, it was already mid-way through the 2nd set, with Darius Mendoza on stage. I was initially disappointed Dylan Foster on the vocals, but that soon melted when he took over from Darius. Smooth, suave, and charismatic in stage presence, Dylan Foster is similar to Michael Buble in several ways, with an added vibe of energy he draws to his repertoire of hits. While I wasn't sure of many current jazz hits and famous singers, many songs did sound familiar. After all, I used to Lindy to some of the swing jazz tunes (though not anymore).
By the final set which drew to a close at 1.30am, Dylan Foster, Darius Mendoza (see video below, left), and Jessea Thyidor had all taken to the stage. It was a superb choice to visit Bellini Room last night and witness all the 3 regulars put up a stellar performance (with veteran Stephen Francis on the piano/keyboards), without the crammed-up feeling you get in most clubs. So empty was it that Jessea Thyidor initiated a no-holds-barred "walkabout" the room, where she got off the stage, strolled to the table in front of us, crooned to them before striding quickly over to me, where the phrase "up close and personal" took on new meaning, and finally taking her last chorus to new heights, literally, by standing on table in the middle of the room, in her already high 6-inch heels. It was also nice she came by our table to raise a toast after her performance, except the waiter had already cleared our glasses by then. Nonetheless, we thanked her for her time before leaving to check out other live acts, like the one at Movida.

Monday, September 17, 2007

The Campaign to Confer the Public Service Star on JBJ

In lieu of the upcoming re-run of last year's sold out play at the Singapore Theatre Festival, THE CAMPAIGN TO CONFER THE PUBLIC SERVICE STAR ON JBJ, which begins its 3-week run at the Drama Centre, National Library, on the 19th Sept (through to 7 Oct), I thought I'd help W!ld Rice publicise (I don't earn any commission) and potentially help my blog-ders get discounted tickets. I don't know how ticket sales are like as of now, but inside info has it that Circle 2 is closed throughout, meaning only the upper category-priced seats are available. I can understand why dressing the house is important, along with preventing patrons buying low-tier tickets in the hope to be upgraded down to the stalls.
So anyway...you can read all about the play at the click of the link above, but having seen it last year, twice, I dare say Pam Oei's stellar performance with co-star Rodney Oliverio makes it all the more worthwhile to catch, even if you haven't been supporting local theatre. Even for someone not very familiar with the real-life JBJ and Singapore's tricky political landscape, this play sets the tone for a good laugh before a cheeky poke at the Civil Service governings.
To watch Pam play the reel-life character Clara Tang, a rising star in the Civil Service, alone is not enough. Her multiple personalities in some scenes include a wide host of accents, poised to tickle you in every way, especially when she puts on a tudung (Malay for headscarf). Her uncanny resemblance to your everyday Singaporean undergraduate/woman in the office is striking, and prompts you to question if there's anything she cannot play. In scene 6 of Act 2, the heroine threads a thin line between a fallen youth and the ways of the elder_ly, and if you haven't gotten a sense of playwright Eleanor Wong's political innuendo by then, you should wonder where you have been some (if not all) of these 42 years.
By and large, this re-run deserves a sold-out performance (at least on weekends) to a select group of theatre go-ers, since not everyone may enjoy/understand the entire script. Yet Ivan Heng has done it again in pulling the right strings, to raise the bar for local theatre. Kudos to that!

Sunday, September 16, 2007

"Lest We Forget"

While reading the previous entry, my Aussie friend singled out one picture which caught his attention, and I thought it'd be nice to share it, since it highlights how some things which we don't regard as significant actually matter to other people. Below is an excerpt of our msn conversation, with my inputs removed.


"just did a brief scan of the photos on the page and this one struck me
very happy to see this.
imediately recognise it
such an important part of aussie culture
those three words sum up a LOT LOT LOT LOT of aussie culture and history
we take a lot of pride in our armed forces. they always left our shores to defend others.
and always looked out for each other.. we call it "the spirit of mateship"
through some hellish places.
my grandfather endured a nightmare in a japanese pow camp
and quite certain the only reason he lived is cause of the mateship from the other aussies
so we honour our fallen man, the ANZACs
every year we have a national holiday, ANZAC day
quite a big event
and very emotional
and every year, i go to the War Memorial in canberra at 5am
for the dawn service
they bugle
"The Last Post" at dawn
always makes me feel so proud, and yet also a bit teary eyed
esp when i think about my time in the army, the mates ive lost and what my grandfather taught me
In northern Msia and Papua nue guinea, we lost a lot lot lot of men fighting the japs. so it holds a special place in our contries psyche
and im really glad to see that it is appreciated and respected there too
okies mate
nite
before i start getting all teary eyed"

Monday, September 10, 2007

Mt Kinabalu, Sabah, Borneo [6-9 Sep 2007]

This will be the first ever post I spent the longest time on, beating those comprehensive ones I did for the Europe travels during my SEP in Denmark, 2006. This entry will also serve as a most updated guide (or Lonely Planet alternative) should anyone wish to plan a 4D3N trip to Mt Kinabalu - with a shoestring budget of SGD$450, half of which can be attributed to the airfare.

The entire trip could be summarised as remarkably amazing and refreshing, yet strenuous and damaging on the legs (for which my calf muscles, quadriceps and knee joints are still aching) for any first-timer attempting to climb South-East Asia's highest peak in Sabah, Borneo. If you don't have 30mins to an hour to read the details below, this is where you should stop. Otherwise, you should consider making this trip at least once during your younger days, ie, now. And you won't regret it.

Day 0: Thursday, 6 Sept 2007
Let's begin with leaving Singapore before 5am, in order to cross the Causeway on foot and reach Kota Raya before 5.30am. We took the first bus at City Lounge, Kota Raya at 5.30am, which was surprisingly punctual, costing RM8 per person for a 30min ride to Senai Airport, a fairly small airport. Although the transit lounge was equipped with aerobridges, it seemed all AirAsia flights did not enjoy the luxury of using them.

The flight to KK took no more than 2 hours, and we arrived around 9.40am, and for the first time ever, I saw my checked-in backpack emerge first from the baggage carousel. As we exited the arrival hall, we approached both the tourist info counter and general info desk, enquiring about buses that could take us into town. Neither could give us a firm answer, other than to wait for a bus 16A (supposedly arriving every hour).

Do take note that there is no obvious bus stop located outside the airport building. Basically you'd have to look out for the bus and flag it down to hop on. This RM1 ride takes about 15mins or so to reach the "bus terminal" in City Park, which is only 7km away from the airport. Also, the inaccuracy of bus arrival timings was obvious when it showed up when we least expected it to, so don't count on the info the tourist information dispenses.

We got into KK town before 11am and decided to walk around before leaving to our booked guesthouse near Kinabalu Park itself in the late afternoon. In that short walkabout, I see how handicrafts and seafood are the signature features of KK. After all, the town is situated along the coast facing out to the South China Sea. Major shopping malls are located along the main artery of KK, and you find just about anything from branded goods to local handicraft.

Filipino Market is a huge souvenirs and local handicrafts centre in KK, with more than 100 sellers placed under one roof. The wooden building is situated very near to the wet and fish market, and is well known to the Peninsular Malaysian traveller, who usually go there to buy souvenirs, especially pearls, beads and crystals.

After lunch, we walked to the Atkinson Clock Tower, one of the prominent landmarks in KK Town. Building a British colonial empire in a faraway Borneo had its share of difficulties and challenges, including tropical diseases. The first District Officer of Jesselton, Francis George Atkinson, died of malaria at the young age of 28. His mother, Mary Edith Atkinson of England, built the Atkinson Clock Tower on Bukit Brace (Brace Hill) in 1905, in memory of her son. While the original merbau wood used to build the Clock Tower has been replaced over the years, the building's overall structure has been retained. The Atkinson Clock Tower was for many decades used as navigation support for ships coming into port and is the oldest standing structure in KK, but also the one of only three remaining buildings after the air raids in World War II. However, the tower can no longer be seen from the sea due to the tall buildings, and was gazetted as a heritage building in 1983.
Next stop - Signal Hill. This is one of the best places to get a good view of KK, up on a hill that overlooks the city with a view that extends to the islands. From the bottom, you can see the lookout clearly (below, left), but there's no direct path to the top. Instead of following the main road from afar, we took a shortcut from the backyard of the Backpacker Lodge (along Lorong Dewan), where a short flight of steps (see middle picture below, red arrow) through the vegetated hill leads you up to Jln Bukit Bendera, and Signal Hill Observatory in just under 30mins.


Just down the road from the Clock Tower is Australia Place. This is the site of the original old Chinese timber shophouses. However, the area is named as such because the Australian Liberation Army made camp in this area after they landed in 1945. There is a coffeeshop here called Museum Kopitiam that serves traditional charcoal toasted bread and kaya (coconut jam), coffee and very sweet biscuits called the ANZAC (this is an acronym for Australia and New Zealand Army Corps.)


By 4pm, we covered most of the town and bought enough snacks and "supplies" to last our climb up Mt Kinabalu the next day. In finding transport to Kinabalu Rose Cabin, we walked to the main outstation bus park along Jln Tunku Abdul Rahman (not the same bus terminal as City Park), where all the taxi and minibus touts were eagerly receiving passengers. Here, local buses run once a day to Ranau, passing the entrance to the Kinabalu Park HQ on the way. The 2 hour ride costs RM15 per person, but leaves only when they are filled up with people. Kinabalu Park HQ is situated 90km east-northeast from KK, and the ride should pass by the University of Malaya, Sabah on the left and a new satellite town Alemsera on the right (see picture below, left) after 26km of travelling. After passing through Tampuruli, the ride starts to go up the mountain range and from there on, you'll get a kick out of the ride if your driver speeds through the meandering roads at 100km/h before reaching the Kinabalu Park HQ.

At first, we thought we had reached Kinabalu Rose Cabin, our accommodation for the night, and the driver told us it was just a mere walk up the slope (below, left). However, it was only after he left that we found out this was the entrance to the Park HQ, and that Rose Cabin was another 2km down the road. Fortunately, this turned out to be a blessing in disguise to our planning.

Climbing Preparations
Typically, visitors to Kinabalu Park HQ would arrive in the morning of their climb to pay for all their entrance fees (RM15), climbing guide fee (RM70 for 1-3 climbers), climbing permit (RM100), and insurance (RM7), before embarking on their climb. Prior to arriving in KK, one must also have made a confirmed reservation or booking at one of the resthouses halfway up the mountain, at Laban Rata or Gunting Lagadan. Without this booking, you will not be allowed to make your climb. Somehow, with Karishma speaking in fluent bahasa melayu to the gantry receptionist, we only paid RM3 instead of RM15, on the assumption we were Malaysians. However, there was no way we could pretend not to pay the RM100 for non-Malaysians.

Since we had arrived at the Park HQ around 6pm, one day ahead of our climb, we were advised to pay for all our fees first, and merely bring the receipt back the next day, avoiding the main crowd that arrives. In addition, Karishma's idea of booking an accommodation like Rose Cabin which lies just 2km from the Park HQ means we need not fear arriving late on the day of the climb. This was important to us since the gate closes at 10am and no more climbers are allowed up the mountain from that time. So if we had stayed in KK town and woken up early to catch the first minibus out, we faced any possibility of breakdown/delays that might have jeopardized the climb. After all, the ride itself takes 2 long hours.

With all fees and administrative work settled at the reception, our next problem was to get to Rose Cabin for the night. By 7pm, it was already dark and transport was unavailable. Fortunately, we met a British-Dutch couple who were heading another 20km towards Ranau, and were looking for people to share the cost of their private cab with. So we agreed to split the RM50 cost, where they would pay RM30 and us, RM20, just to drop us off at Rose Cabin enroute to Ranau.

Kinabalu Rose Cabin was as much a cheap deal as we could possibly find prior to departing from Singapore. For RM73.50 (after tax) per room per night, we got two beds, with bathroom attached. An average dinner meal costs about RM8 (provided you drink Chinese tea which costs RM1), while breakfast costs about RM6.

Day 1: Friday, 7 Sept 2007
We awoke the next morning to our astonishment the sight that greeted us from our balcony.

So began our day of the climb with a warm-up. Instead of waiting for the bus/cab to take us to the Park HQ, we decided to walk 2km, saving almost RM40 from transport we reckon. At the park HQ, a crowd of climbers had already started to form, but fortunately, we only needed to present our receipt and meet our climbing guide, James (right). The transfer to Timpohon Gate costs RM15 per person for a return trip and is a 15-20minute drive from the Park HQ. This is a compulsory fee you shouldn't avoid since the 5.5km journey along Power Station Rd is steeply ascending and you wouldn't want to tire yourself out before your summit trail begins.

When you reach Timpohon Gate, the driver usually asks if you want to buy a walking stick for RM3. Although not compulsory, we did, and you should. Take it from us, you'll need it for the descent down the mountain because every step will take a toil on your knee joint, calf muscles and quadriceps.

Surprisingly, the short first section of the rough gravel and sand track leads down, and not up, across a small gully to join the main flank of the mountain, and past the little trickle of Carson's Falls, named after the first Park Warden. From here the trail rises steadily as a series of rough, uneven steps, right up to the overnight resthouses at Panar Laban (Laban Rata and Gunting Lagadan) at 3,272m (10,735ft). Even before we reached the 1km mark of the trail, fatigue started to set in, as seen in the video below.

Along the trail, small shelters/huts, known as pondoks, named after common or interesting plants in the area, afford the weary (that's us) some well earned rest at irregular intervals. At the time of travel, new toilets were in the midst of construction to replace the old ones. Every pondok was also equipped with a large water tank so climbers can refill along the way, except the water is untreated, but still drinkable as claimed by the locals.
For all the pondoks and all the distance markers we passed by in our first half of the climb to Laban Rata, I've photoshopped them into one collage.
Past the 4th shelter, pondok Mempening (2515m), and nearly an hour later, we emerged onto an exposed ridge at Layang-Layang (2702m), where another tin hut greets our arrival. At this point, the soil is distinguished by its orang-cinnamon colour, and vegetation is noticeably different. The forest becomes shorter and much more open, and cloud movement is conspicuously swift. I took a picture with fellow climbers Chong Siew and Glenn from Chicago, USA, before we continued up the rocky steps you see behind us. Interestingly, Chong Siew is another Singaporean who eventually settled down with her husband Glenn in Chicago, but are taking a break coming back to Asia.

By 1.30pm, an hour on, we reach the 5th shelter, pondok Villosa (2690m), situated at the top of an open rocky patch, where the forest appears even more stunted.

Past the 6th shelter, pondok Paka (3080m), and another 30mins later, we finally saw the end, or at least the resthouse Laban Rata (3272m), where we could finally give our legs a break, and recharge before the summit climb the next morning. In slightly under 6 hours, we had reached the 6km mark by 3pm in the afternoon, where we saw the temperature at that altitude for the first time, a cool 11.8 degrees celcius. Inside, the reception cum dining area was semi-packed with climbers treating themselves to RM15 meals, and RM20 Tiger beers. I only had half a mind to afford one can of 100-plus costing RM5.50 (which I effortlessly bought knowing fully there was no other choice at this altitude). Yet, I couldn't bear to eat a RM15 plate of fried rice, and bought a pack of instant noodles (RM2.50) and hot water in a bowl (RM2.00) to immerse my noodles in. I was on budget!


So, being the budget travellers, we had booked our resthouse at Gunting Lagadan, another 200m further from Laban Rata. Why? Cos in Laban Rata, the rates are RM69 per person per night (see below, left), whilst that in Gunting Lagadan cost RM46 (see below, middle). For that extra walk, lack of restaurant, heated shower (below, right) and less of a crowd (we got a 4-bed dorm to ourselves), I must say we liked it.


Day 2: Saturday, 8 Sept 2007
Reville: 2am. We met our guide back at Laban Rata and set off for this next phase of the summit climb at 2.30am. Above Laban Rata, the trail continues as a series of wooden ladders, fashioned out of tree roots and branches, and a good torch is essential. Piece of advice: if you have a head-torch that'll be good, then you can use 2 hands to climb instead of holding on to it. Climbing in the dark wasn't a totally new experience since I had undergone many night trainings in the army through OCS, getting adjusted to moonlight and all. Yet, in thick vegetation and pitch dark conditions, my torch illuminated most of the way up till Sayat-Sayat checkpoint, where the true edge of the tree-line is reached. Ropes are fixed at difficult places, but these are more to inspire confidence than necessary. From here the bare granite slabs stretch endlessly ahead to the pile of jumbled rocks that is Low's Peak - reached at last in time to catch sunrise around 5.45am.





Sunrise is amazing, even more so when you look around and marvel at God's creation, from way above the clouds. At 4095m, Mt Kinabalu's Low's Peak is the highest point in all of South-East Asia.

What I like particularly about the picture on the left below, is how the sunrise casts a distinct triangular shadow on the earth below, in the westerly direction. The right picture was taken together with two guys (both names Jan) from the Czech Republic, whom we met at Gunting Lagadan and on the way up the summit.


The video below is probably one I'm pretty proud of, despite the intense jerks and shaky footage, as I came down one of those 60 degree rock faces, holding the rope with my right hand, and filming with the other. I took quite short a time to reach Karishma, who was still seen inching by the narrow foothold with the guide's help/encouragement.


After packing up and checking out of Gunting Lagadan, it was time to descend, and because of Karishma's hurting toe, we took about the same time to reach Timpohon Gate as we did uphill. On my end, my knees started to act up, and every step I took took it's toll on the joints, calf muscles and quadriceps. For the next 6km, it was sheer pain for both of us. And to make it worse, it rained 90% of the journey down, soaking us to the skin, so much so we had to dry off everything at our hostel later that night.


Now, most guide books or travel advice mention the way to Kinabalu Park HQ from KK. What they fail to mention is the return trip. At thePark HQ reception, we were told that a chartered taxi back to KK costs RM130. And because we couldn't find anyone else heading back to KK to share the taxi with, we were reluctant to spend beyond our budget. Cold, shivering, and starving after spending several hours trekking through the rain, I was persistant in finding an alternative way back to KK. We found out that we could try our luck standing by the main road, and flag down the Ranau-KK minibus that runs just about every hour. More than 40mins of waiting in the windy cold and drenched in our clothes, we couldn't believe our luck when one minibus finally stopped to pick us up around 5.15pm, for the "standard" flat fare of RM15 each. Thank God!

Back at KK, we hobbled our way to Trekkers' Lodge to spend our last night in KK, despite a late check-in at 7.30pm. For RM45 per twin-sharing room with bathroom attached, it was a definitely a good steal. With the nearby Wisma Merdeka shopping centre and other amenities at hand, this B&B hostel has one of the most centralised locations, and for that, I gave it a good review on the hostelworld website which I made the booking through.



Day 3: Sunday, 9 Sept 2007
Breakfast were two ordinary slices of toast (with jam and butter) and coffee/tea, included already in the room rates. Thanks to Karishma, who suggested a quick stop by the Sunday Market along Jln Gaya, we managed to catch one last sight of KK before leaving Sabah.

One of the main streets of KK, Gaya Street used to be known as Bond Street. The street is closed to traffic and transforms to a mega fair every Sunday morning and is the place where locals come to buy their goods. You can find almost anything at the Fair. From local handicrafts, souvenirs and clothing to food, drinks, Chinese medicines, delicacies and even animals like chickens and pet dogs, can be purchased for very reasonable prices.


Our ride to the airport from City Park bus station cost RM1.30 in a 10-seater minibus, which we were fortunate to catch since the earlier bus had already left, and the next one would come in 30mins, and drop us off in the airport with less than 1 hour before take-off. All-in-all, the entire trip was a roller coaster ride of good and bad luck (mostly good) and having conquered what we set off to achieve, it was finally time to bid this quaint town farewell.


We landed back at Senai Airport at 12.45pm, and took the transfer to City Lounge, Kota Raya (costing RM8), before walking around City Square. Amazingly, as if Singapore wasn't small enough, I bumped into Ei-Leen and her cousin Elizabeth in City Square, and adjourned for a late lunch at the food court on the 5th floor, where we took this picture with the background view of Singapore in the far far distance, which I returned to for a well-deserved rest, especially for my legs' sake.