So after a late start its up and out to check out our new base. On the way out, we let reception know that the irons missing out of the room. He lets us know, it will be there when we return. what nice people. Well would you bleeding believe it? , We've Just left Singapore and where do we end up? just off China town. Theres more Chinese here, than there was in Singapore. Still, different country, different food and not a Wendy's in sight. Right, no messing and its straight in for a kebab. Tums full, we take a waddle (big kebab) round town. Why is it that no matter where in the world you go, women make strait for the shoes, handbags, shiny stuff and key rings?. When I mention it, all I get is, these sandals have had it, this bag really is to small, just looking at the necklace's and I've got to look after the spare bike keys haven't I. When it comes to tools shops, I get told "theres a big man eating monster in there" and when I check out the poof working behind the counter, I recon she might have a point.
Oh joy, we've found out theres a Twilight festival starting at Seven thirty tonite. So its off to the hotel for a quick shower and change. Back in the room, we've just striped to the buff, ready to nip to the shower, when theres a bang on the door. In the blink of an eye, Lin grabs a towel, shouts "its the man with the iron" and dives head first into the wardrobe. Now at this point I must mention that in the wardrobe is my clothes, Lins clothes, all our shoes, a whacking great suitcase, my backpack, Lins backpack and the ironing board, but bugger me, she's in there!!!!!!. I wrap me towel round me, take the iron and off the guy and go back in the room, I gingerly peek into the wardrobe. There's Lin, jammed up on the floor in a corner, giggling like a schoolgirl, bum, boobs and body parts everywhere. Ok, so its me birthday come early and I start to prepare. Where the foot come from, I still don't know (how do'es she do that???) and the next thing I know I'm blowing me nuts, trying to keep the swelling down. Anyway, it took twenty minuets and the aid of a coat hanger to pry her out. Aint posting them photos !
Showered and changed, it off to the festival. By now its Severn, so we got there in plenty of time. Huh! six f**king deep, anyway we stand and wait for the start at Severn thirty. Eight thirty comes and the parade finally starts. Load and loads of dragons, well! we think their dragons, all we can see is heads, ok, so their good heads, but just heads. Out comes the camera, up go's Lins arms and she' clicking away (you go girl). Two sodding hours that parade took to pass, saw enough dragon heads to last a lifetime, so its back to the hotel to rest very sore feet. Checked out the photo's Lin took, Hey, seems like we were at a pretty cool parade. And so off to the land of nod
Love and miss you all, just wish you could be here with us. (off to repair wardrobe).
Graffitti on the move, this was joined up with three other boards, it did look good though !
Flags and people everywhere!!
Here comes the dragons, one of many,many,many.
They even decorated the buildings, cool.
The monorail, that goes round the quays and the people have all gone, one minute 1,000's next just us lol!!!.