Borobudur in the sun

Prambanan in the morning

Many of the individual temples were destroyed by the 2008 earthquake

here you see a mass of rocks

Farewell to Jakarta

I find myself missing not home-Singapore, but home-the office and home-home.

It's funny and great the way people have an impact on your psyche and most of all your frontal lobe. I miss ambling over to Yong Weng's cubicle in search of food and one of his caustic remarks about some sorry soul who had the misfortune of crossing his path; I miss Terrence's part-melancholic part-dramatic complaints about the latest tabloid fodder; I miss hearing Yiling lambasting some lameass on the other end of the telephone and I miss morning treks to the canteen for sub-par breakfast with Davina. I also miss lunchtimes with Chua Beng and making fun of Alvin.

Then I miss home-home: getting Daniel after work, dinner, bedtime, and waking up again in the morning together, breakfast on weekends and squabbling over what to eat for lunch.

It's funny how it is the routine of some part of your everyday life that brings you the most emotional gratification, long after the rush of individual events have passed.

On Monday, I will miss breakfast in front of the TV with Mr Kang, going to the office at 8.30 with him and Snowy in tow, chatting with Peter, chatting with Jeremy, logging into damn Lotus Notes on my shitty laptop, chatting with I-In and Nur, asking Nishan for his ICA Pin number when I log into AES, chatting with Mr Kang in front of the TV after dinner when he is not out at the strip clubs, and playing with Snowy.

I'll miss Snowy the ratty furball!

Beer at Tawandang - Smells Like A Fart!

Located in a cul-de-sac at Dempsey, Tawandang German Brewery claims to serve both German and Thai food. They brew their own beer (3 kinds: wheat, dunkel and i forget the other) and the place is quite huge, done kind of in the style of Brewerkz. Service is mediocre, as usual there seemed to be too many staff who didn't really know what they were doing.

Another reason to get behind our Increase Productivity Campaign.

Frankly, the menu did not impress me. The food looked suspiciously like plain old Chinese fare, except for the one or two quotidien Thai dishes of fishcake (above) and mango salad. The so-called German fare was even more pedestrian - I've seen more interesting bratwurst at the Austrian roadside stand in Chinatown. You just can't toss a few sausages on your menu, serve up some beer and call yourself a "German" brewery.


To give them some credit, the wheat beer was quite alright, I would recommend it over the Dunkel. However, watch out when you are drinking it though, it smells funnily like......a fart!