THURSDAY, 17th MARCH 2009:
Random shots at Gloria Jean's Coffee, above and below
I woke up at no idea what time and had my breakfast of toast with strawberry jam at Heritage Cafe at the hotel. After that, my dad decided to try Gloria Jean's Coffee. I had a cup of strawberry cream ice blended. It wasn't too bad and it was cheaper than drinking at Starbucks. Later, I got a blue Pulcine blouse with little white flowers. Spent the whole afternoon shopping with my mum while my dad retired back to the hotel. However, I ended up not buying else except for a pack egg sandwich from First Cup Cafe.
My dad, who took 90% of the photographs
Hawker stall food tastes better than most othersHad dinner at the hawker stalls again. The tom yam was tasty. There were these two men who suddenly started singing and playing the guitar. One of them sang "No Woman No Pride" and he was really good at the guitar and he sang pretty well too.

My mum got my sister and I each one of those keychains with our names twisted using wires. Cute. Hung it on my new bag.
The end product of the man's wire-bending skills