A long but carefree journey that took more than an hour to Jurong East, with my earphones placed neatly between my ears and blasting melodious tunes into my ear drums. Sinking into this harmony, I am at peace.
Reached destination too early but the other party was even earlier. We ditched the rest of the crew and set off for the industrial building... weird place to stage a sport climbing centre. Dropped one bus stop too early but needed the early stroll. Sees a random sec 1 whose name we cannot distinguish and calls out to him. Now the party of three, a fragment of the large hub, finally chanced upon lift lobby 1 and skillfully enter it, overshadowed by its immense size. A meek hand outreached at the button "5" and up we went. Lost in the carpark but spotted it from the corner of our vision.
6 hours of climbing, practical, theory and just screwing around. 1 hour to whet our appetites and the day was over. It was fun, worth it, but tiring.
Another long journey back, half the time spent playing veggie samurai and I proved my unwavering skills, consistently pwning Mr. Sririkrishnan :D
Pardon the indifferent tone over here but I'm really shacked.
1 more day of kayaking, waking up at 630am..
^(>.<)^ Help?