Night Cycling

Surprisingly my body isn't aching anywhere now, and I am not that tired. 10pm to 6 am. Let me calculate, it's 8 hours. Wow it seems like quite a long time, but it was fun though.

Interestingly when people from the nus rovers first met me, they actually asked which faculty I was from. When I told them I was 16 and was Alfred's brother, they got a slight shock, or was it more of a pleasant discovery? Unfortunately I am haplessly incompetent in remembering people's names, so I could only remember their faces, haha.

Memorably the best part of the trip was covering the entire stretch of geylang. I saw things from Bangladeshi selling untaxed malboro in a dozen packs, to the main attraction of the place itself(heh heh you all know what it means), to seeing a pack of flamboyantly dressed youths constantly shrouded in almost impervious cigarette smoke outside a pub. Manoeuvring one's bike between the larger chunks of metals on the sleepless street of geylang was fun but dangerous business, especially in most cases where the spaces between cars were hardly more than a metre wide.

Ah I think I should get some sleep. I alighted from the lift on the wrong storey on my way to my grandmother's house just now.