Vesak Day Ride (well, sort of)

Mr. E.'s brother's station wagon is spacious. I swear, with the rear seats lowered, you can comfortably stack 12 bodies in there. Dominic, his bike, my bike, and our assorted gear, easily fit in the rear.





The story behind this picture: we were just about to enter the expressway (somewhere in Jurong), when Dominic started fretting about having left his helmet in the parking lot in Chua Chu Kang. So Eve zooms back there in double-time. While Dominic was frantically scouring the parking lot like some kind of cleaner auntie who had too much coffee, Eve discovers that the helmet was in the car all along — wedged in the rear passenger footwell. Here, we are trying to resist taking the elevator and tossing Dominic out one of the windows in the background — with his helmet, of course.





At ECP F2 Car Park.

Young man, there's no need to feel down.
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground.
I said, young man, 'cause you're in a new town
There's no need to be unhappy.

Young man, there's a place you can go.
I said, young man, when you're short on your dough.
You can stay there, and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time.

It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A!
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A!





Pinky and the Brain.





Caption for this picture:

"Buddha goes for a ride."

(Okay, okay... here's the pic without the highlights :-P )

It was awfully warm. Dom and I rode the Coastal Road to Changi Village while Eve ran 5 km.