Rags to Riches

No, I have not become financially rich.

One evening last week, my daughter, partner, and I roamed our town centre in search of supper.  Many hawker stands had people waiting for sun down in order to eat (still Ramadan) so we waited as well.  We finally settled on Thosah Masala from the energetic Malay guys who make the thosah and prata (flat breads) in front of you and make a foreigner feel at ease when ordering.  Turns out thosah is breakfast food and we had to go to another stall to order it special.  So we did.  We received our orders and drinks (you order drinks from a separate stand), and the total cost for the meal that stuffed all three of us was S$6.50.

Last Saturday after spending a delightful day on Sentosa Island strolling beaches and enjoying luge rides, we decided to go to a movie.  My daughter and I had gone to a movie alone the night before and although we couldn't find the theatre we planned on visiting, we found another one.  You're not allowed into the theatre until 10 minutes before the show, many people arrive late, the theatre is freezing, and seats are assigned - we ended up in the 2nd row and my neck hasn't been the same since.  However, the amount of laughter and hee-haws from the audience during the movie more than made up for the strained neck.  We had a ball!

On Saturday night the movie was quite a bit different.  There were around 50 seats... ahem... big, cushy, comfy recliners... with a blanket on each one.  And a little table with a wine holder for your bottle.  And a button to press for service.  The three of us got cozy in our seats and giggled until the movie began.  We didn't order anything.  The tickets were about 4 times the price of a standard movie.  A bottle of water was S$6 - almost the same price as supper for all three of us a couple of nights earlier.

It was a grand night and we plan on doing it again.  But for now we are going back to rags and have rented a cheap shack on a beach in Bintan, Indonesia for a weekend getaway.  Ahhh.....