Today's post is going to be short - I'm really worn out. Last night Jac, her friends and I went to Zouk, which is a classic Singaporean club. I wasn't a fan. People were so mashed together that I am sure I gave a number of accidental mammograms. With a little bit of cheating their system, we made it into The Velvet Room, which was much better. There I at least had space to dance.

The moral of the story is that I wound up with 3 hours of sleep, because we went to Jurong Bird Park today. I'll start you off slowly, with a ubiquitous cab:



Last night Jac's mom took us for this soup:
I ate all of it, though there were a few bits of liver and stomach left. Shhhh....

Schoolkids, even Kindergartners, wear uniforms here. Today there were a number of schools at the Bird Park. It was neat to see 20 5 year olds running around wearing white and orange, or with and pink. Hehe...


We found this guy at the Lory Loft, a 90 foot tall enclosure. We were something like 70' above the ground when I took his picture.

That's all for tonight. I'm beat. Cheryl and Jac took me to church, at a mall of all places, but I kept dozing off during the sermon. Oh well...