Thursday, May 9, 2013

Week 11: Point of Lost Wonder

It has been such a long time since I've last posted! From hiring a domestic helper, to events and volunteering at school, to sick kids, to furnishing our house…time got away and posting always got pushed down the list.  But no more, I say! I promise to be more consistent!

OK, on to Week 11…This week's adventure was one for the family..i.e. kids...  We went to Sentosa island and to Palawan Beach. We packed a large picnic, ate and played on the beach. Then, we all went to Port of Lost Wonder. It is a new small water park with games, performances, live animals, a foam pool, etc. The kids had a lot of fun, although Madison said it was kind of babyish for her. Hunter really liked it. I played and went down slides and got soaked with the rest of 'em…then took a nice little nap under a palm tree.  Ahhhh.














Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Week 10: Bali

My adventure for Week 10…we went to Bali!!!  And it was one of the best adventures I've ever had.

It was so nice to get out of town together, away from work, away from household duties, and away from the fast paced city.  Ah, how lovely to be on island time…it was perfect.

Having just found out it was rainy season in Bali at the time (oops, note to self for next time: check out weather patterns prior to booking a trip), I was nervous that the weather would be terrible - raining and cloudy - and the kind of image we had in mind of a picturesque tropical island trip would be ruined.  And it would be all my fault.  Thankfully (Thank You, God!), we had beautiful weather each day!

The first three nights, we stayed in Kuta - a busy area well known for surfing, restaurants and night clubs.  Because, you know, Mark and I still like to go clubbing.  We bring the kids, too.

Anyway, no, I did not know this either prior to booking the trip. Oops again.  For the first three nights, we stayed at the Hard Rock Hotel in the busy area of Kuta, strictly for the kids.  The kids activities and the pools/man made beach within the pool area were perfect for them.  We got to see a lot of professional and amateur surfers, too, which was neat.

During this time, we took a two hour trip to an area of Bali called Ubud, known for its beautifully stacked rice fields, wood carvings and art.  On our way, we stopped at an old workshop to learn the ancient and famous art of batik.  Batik is a wax resist process in making beautiful, incredibly detailed fabrics.   The fabric retains its original color wherever the wax has been applied.  The wax cloth is dyed, then more wax is applied to preserve the dyed color.  The lengthy process is repeated - waxing then dying - several times, then the wax is removed, producing a colorful, patterned fabric.

Next, we visited a monkey forest - a large forest where many kinds of monkeys live and roam throughout the massive trees.  They've become quite tame and the place has become a tourist attraction, as you can buy bananas and other fruits to hand feed the monkeys.  Beware, monkeys roam throughout all of Bali - and are not so tame anywhere other than this forest.  So I learned when one jumped on the back of my legs, stole my flip flop and tore it apart while visiting a temple in Uluwatu...

Ubud is also now known for the place where the movie "Eat, Pray, Love" was filmed and the book was written, too.  The same healer as written about in the book practices here and there's always a long line of people waiting outside of his house.  Here, we ate at a beautiful restaurant that overlooked uninterrupted rice fields, with a shade of green so stunning, I've never seen it before.  Unfortunately, after lunch, I got sick (not from the food) and we needed to come home…hence, no pictures of Ubud rice fields.  Well, maybe I'll get some next time. :)

After staying at Hard Rock, we went south to a quiet resort area called Nusa Dua, and stayed at the Grand Hyatt for three more nights.  Ahhhhhhhh…..this was what we were looking for….the quintessential picture of an exotic tropical island, with the idyllic clear turquoise water, white sand beach, and tall palm trees peppering the border of the beach.  Everything was so serene.  Immediately, when we drove into the grand entrance and walked into the hotel, it was truly magical.  The hotel was decorated in true Indonesian style with an open air concept architecture.  Every corner, ceiling, statue and trim had a Bali influence, with ornately carved wood or stone.  Standing at the front of the hotel, looking through the luxurious lobby to the back of the hotel, all you could see was bright blue water, white sand and palm trees.  Off in the distance were hills of jungle and a lone temple.  Time stopped and you held your breath for a second, making sure it was real and wouldn't go away in the blink of an eye.  But no, it was real, and we were more than thankful to be there.

While in Nusa Dua, Mark and I enjoyed a long kayaking excursion.  We were able to paddle up to another old temple nearby and get a closer view of it from the water.  It was so cool.  We also enjoyed some great local Indonesian food and got to see our first Indonesian traditional Kecak dance.  One day, we went to Uluwatu, also on the southern coast of Bali.  Here, we visited the Uluwatu temple, which is stunning to see at sunset.  We also saw another larger Kecak and fire dance performed near the temple at sunset, which was absolutely beautiful.  We rounded off our trip with surf lessons for Mark and Madison - both did great - especially Madison, who got up on the board on her first try and wanted to surf every day for the rest of our trip.

Alas, it was time to fly home (wow, I don't know the last time I've used that word - alas - haha) and although we were sad to leave, we were grateful for all the memories this island was so generous to give to us.

You can view more pictures from our trip here:
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Thursday, April 11, 2013

Week 9: Black and White Houses

Week 9 was a very eventful week. I did go on a new adventure, but before I get to that I must say that the biggest event of my Week 9 was that my 99 year old grandfather went to heaven. I can only imagine the celebration. I can only imagine seeing Jesus for the first time. I think I'll just want to crawl into His lap. My grandfather was a very important part of my life. He taught me how to paint. He bought me my first canvases and real paints. I still remember his hands on mine. He was always so organized and did too much research into and about everybody's business. lol. He did crossword puzzles each day to keep his mind sharp. Most importantly, he was truly a man of God and such a great witness for Him. I really respect that. I am so sad to have lost him, but I know that I'll see him again. With Jesus. In His lap.

This week, I went on a tour of Singapore's famous black and white houses, or "Black and Whites", as they are called. These are traditional single family houses or "bungalows" that date back to Singapore's colonial times.  Their exterior is - you guessed it - black and white, with large gardens, and they are very distinctive.  I'd seen some of these beautiful houses around the city and was curious what these were all about, so I booked a tour to find out.

These white houses with black shutters and trim were built from the 19th century to WWII.  They housed wealthy expats of the British empire as well as the British armed forces.  There are about 250 left in Singapore, all different sizes, and of various architecture.  The architecture is a mix of European, yet also built to accommodate the residents in Singapore's harsh humidity.

Here is a great article with one family's account who live in a B/W house:
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/11/greathomesanddestinations/11gh-singapore.html?_r=0

The first house we visited showcased a large porch used for siestas, bringing down the black and white blinds.  There was a peculiar patch of rocks in the driveway, or underneath the porte chache, which were used to catch oil from old cars. The windows used to be shutters, not windows.  Members of the British army originally lived here.  There are black and white buildings nearby that used to be used for military, but are now stores and restaurants.  Oil palms surround the house, which were used on plantations.  Although the house boasts a modern kitchen, it was build in 1935.  This area, known as Tanglin, (very popular amount expats today) is the name of old trees, called Tangalan.  The trees with pink leaves are cinnamon trees. We were told rent for these houses are at least $20,000 SGD per month.  Large gardens, or jungles?, surround the house where you can find a multitude of plants, flowers, monkeys and reptiles.  Yikes.












 Above is a letter signed by King Phillip

The second house was built post-war. There's a durian tree in the back yard that blooms in December. Durian is a very popular fruit in Singapore. It smells like body odor. Therefore, I have not tasted it. You'll see a flat roof over the garage which used to be servants quarters. Traditionally, Asians wouldn't live in black and whites because they associate them with death. In fact, when someone died, a Singaporean would wear silver jewelry, no jade and white clothes for one year. The next year they would wear black, then blue for the next year, then they'd go back to wearing the traditional red color.



The third house was also built post war. They were used as police quarters. The grounds boast over 200 varieties of figs!


 The traveler palms grow in a north south direction like a fan.



 Fan Palms above
 Lipstick Palms, above






The fourth house represented the first kind of colonial bungalow built.  We were told that when the British went to India, they discovered what a bungalow was - a one story house. Then they went to Malaysia and copied their houses.  They saw houses built in cross form with three of the wings being used as bedrooms to catch the breeze on all sides.



The fifth house was a Swiss cottage. There are a total of six of these houses built by the same architect in 1938.  They are unique with two story servant houses. Some of the trees in this garden were used to make coffins by the Chinese. Now, only cremation is allowed in Singapore due to lack of space. Singapore has the most kinds of palm trees in the world. The house is built in crucifix form. They turned car parks, where horse and carriage went through, into sitting areas.  The blinds are unique because they are handmade with bamboo. They are made every year. They let the breeze in, but keep the sun out. One interesting fact is that if a black/white house has air-conditioning, it must be painted every two years. Legally, they can paint the interior any color while living in the house, but must paint white again when they move. These houses used to have no toilet, water or electricity. These old windows used to open outwards and were just a board of wood. The roof is built so rain can't come in, yet air can come in.


 Above shows the kind of trees used to make coffins, when coffins were allowed in Singapore.



In 1933, houses were built on stilts. The land was cleared by elephants.


 These trees above are Tapioca trees - originally, they were stalks with leaves eaten by army men.