This morning I went jogging for the first time in yonks. It was the 10km Run For Hope, an event that raises money for cancer research; so, a very good reason to lace up the sneaks.
It was also a glorious morning, weather-wise. After yesterday’s deluge and minor flooding (I was fittingly at a screening of Skyfall when the heavens opened), Singapore turned on a show: vermillion sun rising over the Straits, deep-blue canopy above, rippling bottle-green water in the harbour, and other assorted colour-related cliches. It made me wish I had my camera with me. (It certainly couldn’t have made me jog any slower.)
[Warning: flimsy segue coming up.] I don’t actually take many photos of Singapore, despite living here. I’m not sure why that is – probably because I take too damned many when I travel; or perhaps because I’m usually at home, getting run ragged – and I mean that in a nice-ish way – by small children.
Below are some exceptions.
1. Singapore CBD: a ghost town on a Sunday morning.
2. Chinese New Year lanterns.
3. A tiny island in Gardens by the Bay, as seen from the Marina Bay Sands SkyPark.
4. East Coast Park, dawn.
5. Wheelock Place, Orchard Road.
6. The “Durian Loop” hiking track, Bukit Timah Nature Reserve.