What a day. We checked out of paradise. We moved into hell. Only kidding…but it’s been a really rough day. Once you get away from the air conditioned world of the Fairmont, the heat becomes an issue again. We got to our house at 8:30 in the morning and we were all wilting. We walked over to Ben’s school for a 9:00 orientation and by the time we got to the school gates, both boys were close to tears from tiredness and heat (its a 10 minute walk!).
Orientation was ok. But, we were all so hot that it was hard to muster much enthusiasm. Immediately following, I dashed out to the grocery (Cold Storage) to pick up necessities for our house. I shopped fast b/c I needed to get lunch back home. And, it was a struggle – when’s the last time anyone has ordered lunch meat by the Kilogram??? What’s up with the appalling smell of Durian fruit EVERYWHERE! And, am I really expected to pay S$15 per gallon for Horizon milk??? I have got to find out what hormones might be in the local milk. Anyway, I was half way thru checking out when I noticed the store only takes Cash or “NET” cards. Not ATM or credit. I had S$60. I was basically able to by the lunch meat and some bread. I was in tears as I left the store (and WHO KNEW! Cold Storage is the largest grocery chain here…why don’t they take ATM???? IKEA does!). Anyway, I was so upset, I hit a post in the parking garage as I was trying to back out of my parking spot.
After my fiasco at Cold Storage, we decided we better get to a local bank and open a local checking account. We’ve been having all kinds of problems with our banking. So, Dave looked up the closest Citibank. We took off after lunch and wound up in a local market with only a Citibank ATM. This excursion turned out to be fun tho because we got to learn about the local markets. THIS is where people shop. Food is more reasonably priced. You buy everything from indivitual vendors. It’s amazing to walk thru and see all the fish, chicken, eggs displayed out on ice (or not in the case of the eggs…). We really enjoyed this. Durian fruit is in season and is prominently displayed. The smell is horrendous. And, a pealed Durian looks like bad chicken. I can’t imagine tasting this.
Anyway, I was just out in our back yard, taking a break from Ikea construction. My closest neighbors have their entire kitchen outdoors. The only thing standing between me and their pantry is a clothes line. After cooking a dinner tonight in my kitchen, I understand why.
Currently, Dave is stuck in a parking garage. The garages run on Cash Cards. We had one but it ran out of money on Dave as he was trying to exit. He’s desparately trying to refill the card right now. I hope he comes home soon.
The boys are sleeping. Our air conditioning is blasting. It’s almost 9:00 pm and it’s still like an oven out there. I hope we can come up with something fun for them tomorrow. They have spent a ridiculous amount of time standing around department stores, wet markets and hotels for the last week. Just one week ago we were having Ben’s early 6th birthday surrounded by wonderful people. Now, we have not a friend to play with.