Flight of the Night Owl

Yesterday was the Flight of the Night Owl.

I must say, although we are all aching and groaning and totally lethargic today, somehow I have no regrets taking part. I mean the race itself was tiring, especially when we ended up running all over the place and the clues seemed to throw us off course. But, the experience was pretty interesting. I mean, it's not everyday we get to go on such events with friends. Movies, shopping, sightseeing, all these are things we can always indulge in unlike things like these, for which we must wait for.

We all met at Dhoby Gaut and changed into our group's pink outfits and set off to the national museum to receive instructions and clues. The museum was so pretty last night, with all the lights and designs flashed onto the walls. The race was pretty tough as we take a while to get our bearings straight and we could not seem to solve the clue about the gates. But we had tonnes of laughter and exercise that will last me a whole year through. I can't even walk now.. Haha.

Everything will be a pleasant memory.. The painful walk everywhere, the horror at the sight of steps, Vic's strong mac cravings, Geeta's extremely heavy bag, the very nice taxi uncle, the woman sitting by herself for no reason at RGS gates, the torturous run to Asian civilisations museum, the walk along esplanade after, Vas's ability to fall asleep anywhere, her attempt at being muscular, free cookies at subway, Geeta carrying along the street directory, torchlights from Geeta and Vas, Sai being ambitious and bringing spare clothes, the baby cockroach attack, playing 'frisbee' with lightsticks at esplanade, Titanic moments, the baby merlion, photography in the middle if the road, running into cabs without money.. Oh my...

Now Im sleep deprived having slept just 3 and a half hours this afternoon. Oh well, it's off to work tomorrow. No choice. Haiz.. Pictures from yesterday...