Swissotel Stayover

The Onlydinner group has been talking about staying over together ever since we graduated I think. Call us deprived slumber partyers but anyway it was finally realized over the weekend that just passed, and at the renowned Swissotel Stamford Hotel. It’s not everyday that you get to stay at a luxurious hotel, let alone Singapore’s highest one, and I am glad I had such an opportunity (and at such a low price, thanks to a certain person with half her name akin to Pooh bear and the other half a Flintstone). Perhaps the high expectations of such a luxurious hotel made me feel that it didn’t live up to its name, and little things like leakages, a squeaky tap, and a faulty air-conditioner made me cringe in disappointment of the slip from perfection.

Reina didn’t want to post the funny pics in her blog, so here’s the funnies:

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I hope my “accomplice” won’t mind that I’ve posted some really throw-face pictures of her, so I shan’t mention her name. People may not recognize her from these pictures anyway haha.

It was fulfilling to spend time with my SCGS old pals, but very straining on the stomach. Instant noodles at 2 or 3am and an overload of McDonald’s breakfast in the morning didn’t work very well for me and gave me loose bowels. :S

Nevertheless, with a great view of Singapore, old pals, and the pleasures of picture-taking, it was worth it. Lay Shan, you were greatly missed!

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2 Responses to “Swissotel Stayover”

  1. shufen says on :

    gal email me the pics!!?? hehe…. to my gmail add….

  2. Squareface @ 31°North » Hold me just a little longer says on :

    [...] Although it’s the 4th time that I’m leaving home for Shanghai after settling in comfortably for at least a month, the attachment remains strong. I’ll be missing plenty here: my family, who will always be there; friends who are willing to stick it out at a flea market stall; friends who are willing to explore Pulau Ubin together; friends who make the effort to meet up every single time that I’m back; friends whom I can goof around with at Swissotel; friends whom I can chat with till the wee hours in the morning with Kickapoo and Sampoerna at a coffee shop, talking about diversity in people and inter-personal relationships; friends who can really eat; and of course, a lover who loves with all her heart. [...]

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