Sunday, August 19, 2007

... and we ended the night at the clinic.

Who would have thought that we would end up in a clinic in Singapore with an I.V bag keeping us hydrated.

Let's start at the beginning shall we? We decided that today we would go to Santosa Island to get away from the wall to wall shopping that surrounds us. It is definitely a shoppers paradise here in Singapore, and we're talking high end stores, Gucci, Ferragamo, Hermes, sprinkled with the usual Banana Republic, and Nine West.
Santosa Island is similar to a theme park at Walt Disney World, where you can go to see a Dolphin show, there's an aquarium, a skyride, a luge ride, and assortment of other things to occupy yourself. Part of the tour we booked included the cable car ride to the island and the luge ride and the underwater show. The crowds were just as annoying as the shoppers back on the mainland and we didn't go to the Aquarium due to lack of time, and we didn't want to deal with the people. We opted to go for a beer instead. I know, a shock to most of you. At this point you would think Mark is writing this blog. Don't get me wrong, I like to shop as much as the next gal, it's just that it is a little on the overkill side here. Barb you were right, a weekend here is enough.
Digressing, sorry....okay, so we decide we are going to have steak for our last meal here in Singapore since it's been about a month since we had it. We ended up going to the Clarke Quay where there are a bars and restaurants to meet anyone's needs, including Hooters. No, we didn't eat or drink at Hooters, even though the picture Mark took may have appeared that way. There was a jug of Sangria waiting for us a tapas restaurant. We had a great steak and lamb, with a nice bottle of Rioja that wasn't chilled nor standing in 80 degree heat. It was so nice to have a decent bottle of wine.

Afterwards, we headed to the Clinic, which to my earlier reference is actually a bar. Very unique in its concept. The chairs are wheelchairs, and the couches are the beds you would see at a clinic. They have a few drinks that you get either as a needle or you can opt for a drink, that drips like an I.V. bag. We chose the latter. They give you this bag, and give you instructions on how to drip the alcohol through the tubes. The drink itself was okay, a little on the sweet side, but the concept is one we couldn't refuse. We enjoyed the laughs that we received from all the people passing us by including ourselves. People would ask to if they could take pictures or just stand far enough away not to look obvious. The memory of us drinking from this I.V. drip, will last in many a tourist mind and pictures throughout Asia.

* - Now safley back in Xiamen, we've added the picture of me being trained to drink, and the picture of one of the many tourists taking a picture of us with the IV drip....


Mom and Dad W said...

What a scare to give one's parents !!!!! Such a headline to your daily blog.
We look for it when we first get up, and it certainly got our hearts racing this morning.
Should have known with your humor, both of you.

Mark said...

If one was in a clinic how would one be writing said blog? We did it this way just for you....

lidia said...

the way those two party, it wouldn't surprise me ;) ha ha just kidding. I love reading about your escapades. MISS YOU GUYS!!