Family Abroad: Christmas in Singapore

It's our first Christmas together in a foreign country! Yey! hehehe. On their first day, we went to Chinatown (finally Ate Beth found the tiangge) and mommy was very busy looking for bargain deals.

By the end of some 45 minutes of walking around, dad was quite tired and found solace on the steps of an Indian temple. We chowed down some Singaporean Chinese cuisine and continued on to Orchard Road to take some pictures with the Christmas decor and me to do some last minute remittance.

Then we proceeded home so that daddy can cook our Noche Buena. hehe. Puro baboy and puro KFC.

Anyway, according to Mommy, all that walking in SIngapore on her first day in a foreign country was likened to: "murag gibunalan ko ug tubo" (hit by a pipe). Needless to say, she slept like a log once we got home (and only woke up on Christmas eve).

 

Christmas Eve in Singapore

It's weird here in Singapore, spending Christmas. No sounds could be heard in an HDB-filled neighborhood of endless merrymaking and the increasing cresendo of music and noise and joyous laughter that could only signal Christmas eve is eerily absent.

But even if we seemed to be the only lone apartment in our block celebrating Pasko, we made it as cheerful as only 6 people could. hehehe. We woke our sound asleep Mom and Dad then we exchanged gifts. It was a whole round of taking pics and opening gifts and calling home to our relatives in Cebu (and of course a call from Paui). Then Reys, Ria and Mike dropped by at around 2am too.

We had a fun Christmas eve (and the holiday season isn't over yet). Hope everyone did too. Merry Christmas! :)

Starry Starry Night

Paui took me on a date on the eve of one of our month-sary celebrations.

Thank you God and the weather was very cooperative. We had an al-fresco dinner at Indo-chine. Paui was in his "james bond" costume and I was in a formal dress. The staff at Indochine mistook us for attending a formal event for that night. Which was good because they were so very attentive. hehe.

After the dinner (where we were so pampered by the staff of the restaurant), Paui proceeded to take me to the secret second event. It turned out to be the Singapore flyer.

And there, when our capsule (which we had all to ourselves by the way complete with champagne, chocolates and strawberries) was at the very top, Paui went down on one knee and asked me to marry him.

It was altogether the sweetest, most romantic, most life-changing and most memorable moment of my life thus far. We had some comedic moments when we couldn't figure out which hand the engagement ring has to go to. (we finally decided on the left hand).

So now I'm still smiling like a happy stupid idiot...but an ijeeettt with a ring. hahaha.