Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Bintan Day Two: Rain and Shine

We were both surprised to learn that Bintan is an hour behind Singapore. So, on our first day there I rose at 8 AM local time, feeling refreshed. Apparently the time difference hadn't affected Bryan the same way, and he slumbered on. I went out on the balcony to get my bearings a bit- we hadn't been able to see much the night before. Unfortunately, it was still raining, BUT that was OK because we had a fantastic view.
Rainy view

The tide had gone out during the night, so now we had beach under our balcony instead of water. I put my feet up and relished the sea breeze while I read The Time Machine and waited for Bryan to wake up. By the time he finally crawled out of bed, I was dying for some breakfast, and so we hustled down to the dining room. There was a spread of food, but the food wasn't great. We ate enough to hold us over until lunch, then grabbed a pair of umbrellas and went to explore.
Pretty breakfast spot

The resort grounds were pretty small, which I like- those mega resorts can be a little overwhelming to me. The beach was pretty much deserted due to the light rain, but it looked like a great place to hang out in better weather. Out in the water was an old building on stilts. During low tide, you could walk to it over the sand, but when the tide was in, you'd have to wade through the water out to it. Can you imagine living in a house you had to wade to?!
Quite a house!

The grounds also had a small pond that was surrounded by lovely flowers. One type appeared to be blooming in a rainbow- purple and pink on the outer edges, orange and yellow on the inside.
Rainbow flowers. The one on left looks like the center is full of butterflies!

Across the street from our place was another resort with an imposing entrance. We never saw another person at that resort while we were there- perhaps it was closed?
None shall pass!

We continued our walk down the street outside the resort. It had stopped raining, so the weather was quite pleasant. The view of the South China sea was nice too, and aside from the occasional speeding motorbike, we had it all to ourselves.
South China Sea
Serious Bryan

We saw some rotting old things that looked like they used to be used for launching boats. I liked them because they looked abandoned!
A little rickety

We also found a cute little abandoned building. Hooray!
Bite-size abandoned building

We walked to a small village that was built mostly on stilts out on the water. It was really neat, but it didn't look like they were used to seeing tourists. We tried to buy some Cokes off of a small store, and there was much giggling at our question, then someone had to go find a little boy who spoke English. We've found this is often the case in Southeast Asia- only the youngest one in the family speaks English. I guess it's a sign of the changing times. Anyway, the kid couldn't find us any Cokes but he talked us into Pocari Sweat. I think he has a future as a salesman. We admired the village a bit but didn't venture in as it felt a little intrusive for us to be poking around.
Bintan village
In the village, a boat taking "abandoned" to a new level

We also made good friends with a stray cat. I know, I know, I really ought to stop touching random animals.
Love the tongue sticking out

After our walk we went back to our room to get ready for the day. Bryan was excited about our bathtub (we don't have one in our apartment) and now that the rain had cleared up, I was ready for the beach.
Our cozy room
Great view from our balcony

I had a great time reading on the beach and drinking Bintang. I later realized that I was a super-nerd for getting a tan line of the outline my book. Dorktastic.
Awesome way to spend an afternoon!

After a lengthy bath, Bryan finally joined me. He took pictures while I snorkeled around the rocks. There wasn't a ton to see in the shallow water, but I did find a couple crabs, some brave little fish that were totally unafraid of me, and some cool shells. Up on the rocks, Bryan found a pretty freaky spider!
Funky crab
Creepy crawlie
Underwater explorer

I took the camera out into the water a ways. The rocks were really neat out there, and I could get a good view of our hotel.
Crystal clear water
Cabana Beach Resort from the water

Waterlogged, I decided it was probably time for lunch, so we grabbed some noodles at the hotel (we didn't find any other restaurants when we went exploring) before going on another walk. We'd seen a little path off the road earlier, but about 10 feet down it we discovered that it was completely mosquito-ridden. We went back equipped with long pants and insect repellant. I don't know what the path was intended for, but we had fun exploring. We saw some pretty birds, insects, and plants.
Huge pitcher plant!
Check out those transparent dragonfly wings!
Pretty bird...anyone know what it is?!
Fuzzy leaf
Millipede

The path eventually deteriorated into weeds, so we turned around and went back. We kept hearing rustling in the weeds, but the only thing we found was a shy little skink. It was a nice walk down the path, but it was pretty buggy, so it was nice to get back out onto the road where there was more of a breeze to keep the mosquitoes away. As a bonus, we spotted monkeys back in the trees next to the road! They were surprisingly timid and kept their distance. We enjoyed watching them effortlessly navigate up and down the branch-less palm tree trunks. One of them was perched atop a palm tree trunk, and he just looked so peaceful up there.
Chillin' thirty feet in the air

We returned from our walk mosquito-bitten and hungry. We decided to take a free shuttle from the Cabana Beach Resort to its bigger sister resort, the Bintan Agro Beach Resort. The bigger resort has a couple restaurants, and we chose the Sun Moon, which is situated out on the water. It was a lovely view, and I was super excited that they had one of my favorite Indonesian dishes on the menu: gado gado! Gado gado is a salad dish with tofu, potatoes, noodles, sprouts, lettuce, and more delicious stuff. Bryan was also happy with his black pepper chicken. Plus I had a banana milkshake- Indonesia always has amazing banana milkshakes!! The atmosphere was great too - we sat outside and watched the sun set.
Bryan at the entrance to the walkway to the Sun Moon Restaurant
Partially sunken boat along the walkway to the restaurant
Lovely sunset from the restaurant

After dinner we headed back to our place for a quiet night of playing some more Citadels and hanging out on our scenic balcony.

Friday, July 22, 2011

Bintan Day One: The Singaporean Getaway

Bintan, an Indonesian island about 50 minutes from Singapore, is a hugely popular spot for Singaporeans to take a weekend getaway. Many of our friends have visited already, and we'd heard mixed reviews. Most people stay in the northern part of the island near the ferry terminal, where there are about 10 resorts sprawled along the coast. People said that the resorts were nice, but expensive; the beach was okay, but sometimes crowded; the food was all right, but not hugely impressive. On the one hand, I felt like we should go check out one of the vacation spots most popular with Singaporeans, but on the other hand, a weekend at a resort with a bunch of other people doesn't really fit with what Bryan and I usually enjoy. A friend at work suggested an alternative- go to Bintan, but stay on the quieter east side of the island, where there were just a couple of resorts, fewer people, and decent beaches. We took his suggestion and booked a room at the Cabana Beach Resort.

Our adventure began on Friday after work. We hopped on the MRT, stopped at Expo to get some Subway, then continued to the Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal. We'd booked tickets through Bintan Resort Ferries in advance, and it was a good thing because the ferry was sold out! Even though it was raining, our ferry ride was smooth and pretty brief. In under an hour, we were standing in line at immigration (side bar: Singaporeans don't need visas, but many other nationalities, including Americans, need visas, which can be obtained on arrival and cost US$10 for 7 days or US$25 for 30 days).
Boarding the rain-soaked ferry
Chillin' on the ferry

Immigration was also surprisingly speedy, and before long we were bouncing along in a shuttle bus (provided free by the resorts on the east side) with our freshly stamped passports in hand. The ride took about 45 minutes, but it seemed a little longer because the rain and darkness made it so we couldn't really see anything through the windows. We finally got dropped at Cabana Beach, where we were enthusiastically greeted by the staff, which appeared to be comprised entirely of teenage Indonesian boys. But they checked us in and gave us the Bintang beer we ordered, so we were happy with them. Our room was nice, and we settled in to drink Bintang and play Citadels, a new game Bryan brought along as a surprise!
Relaxing on our awesome balcony

When I'd emailed the Cabana Beach Resort, I'd requested a room with a sea view. Their reply said that our room would be "definitely sea facing," and Bryan and I had laughed over the endless possibilities that left open. When we checked in, we walked out to our balcony and squinted into the darkness, trying to make out the beach. For a second I was puzzled and then I realized we were ON the water- it was underneath us! Awesome. Definitely sea facing indeed! We were both looking forward to a weekend of playing games, relaxing on the beach, and eating Indonesian food!

Monday, July 18, 2011

Talking Cock: More Miscommunication

It’s been two years since we landed in Singapore and heard the amusing and confusing Singlish for the first time. Since then we’ve become a lot better at deciphering local language, and I even find myself tossing out an enthusiastic “Can!” every now and then. But we’ll never be as good as the locals, and we still find ourselves misunderstanding and being misunderstood.

One day I went with some friends to CafĂ© Iguana. There were seven of us, so we’d made reservations. The conversation with the hostess went like this:

Kiersten: Hello! We have a reservation for seven people at 6:30.
Confused Hostess: Name?
Kiersten: Kiersten.
Confused Hostess: (Stares at sheet of paper. Turns it over. Stares. Turns it over again.)
Kiersten: It’s K-I-E-R-S-T-E-N.
Confused Hostess: (Stares at Kiersten. Stares at paper, which has about three reservations on it.) No name. Not here.
Me: (I look around the restaurant, which is almost abandoned since it’s pretty early on a weeknight. There are three tables with eight chairs around them, and all are available.) Well…can’t we just sit there?
Confused Hostess: (Stares at me. Stares at paper.)
Kiersten: (Takes paper and looks it over. Points.) This reservation? Chris Tan for seven people? 6:30? That’s me!
Confused Hostess: OHHHHH! CHRIS TAN! Yes, this way.

I’m pretty sure the waitress thought that we were just with someone called Chris Tan, and never figured out that the person taking the reservation had misunderstood Kiersten and wrote her name down as Chris Tan. But that’s OK. We got a good laugh and some yummy food.


If we have that much trouble in person, you can only imagine how hard it is to talk on the phone, without the assistance of ridiculous hand gestures, pantomimes, and facial expressions to get the point across. I’ve had people just hang up on me out of sheer frustration before. But my favorite times were these two.

Me: (Freshly out of bed, home alone and in my pajamas) Hello? I’m calling to make an appointment for aircon maintenance.
Loud Indian Man: YES! AIRCON! CAN! WHERE YOU LIVE?
Me: (With many repetitions and a lot of spelling out, I give him my address.) Can you come tomorrow? In the morning?
Loud Indian Man: MORNING CAN!
Me: Tomorrow morning?
Loud Indian Man: MORNING! FIFTEEN MINUTE!
Me: NO! Not fifteen minute! Cannot! Tomorrow morning!
Loud Indian Man: TWENTY MINUTE CAN! (click)

I called back but there was no answer. I was unprepared for this. I was supposed to be going to follow the monkeys, and I had no cash on hand to pay the maintenance man. I threw on some shorts, ran out the door, and jogged to the nearest ATM, then ran back. This was a trial for me, because S'pore is so bloody hot that I don’t run here unless I’m being chased. Anyway, I got back, sweating and panting, to find the maintenance man standing outside my door, energetically ringing my door bell. He looked me up and down, shook his head once, then went inside and worked on the aircon.


Another time we were with a bunch of friends at their condo. We were all playing board games (ROBO RALLY!) and enjoying their posh rooftop hangout spot. Around dinner time, we decided to order pizzas. Since I’d had a hilariously bad time ordering Indian food the last time we’d all hung out (there’d been a lot of shouting of “MUTTAR PANEER” before the person at Anjappar passed the phone to someone else who heard me say about three words before passing the phone on again), the responsibility went to my German friend, Hen. She has a slight accent, but had successfully ordered pizza from this place a few times, so she went for it, and repeated our order for four pizzas several times. One of the pizzas was a Four Cheese pizza.

When the food got there, three of the pizzas were correct, but the one that was supposed to be Four Cheese was mysteriously covered in sea creatures. We were positively perplexed. How could “cheese” have been confused with “seafood”?! We looked at the menu and spotted the culprit- a “Fortune Pizza,” covered in squid, shrimp, fish, etc. I guess Hen and I are both out the next time we delegate responsibility for ordering food!


This one wasn’t a miscommunication so much, but it made me laugh. One day, I got into a taxi and the driver was very animated and talkative. Our conversation went like this:

Taxi Uncle: Where you going?!
 Me: Jurong East.
Taxi Uncle: Jurong East! Wah! Why you go there?!
Me: I live there!
Taxi Uncle: WAH! NO! You do not.
Me: Yup! I’ve lived there for two years.
Taxi Uncle: (laughs) You from UK?!
Me: Nope, I’m from the US.
Taxi Uncle: Ohhh, US ah. (laughs harder)
(long pause)
Me: Why did you think I was from the UK?
Taxi Uncle: Because you not fat. You skinny. Only fatty bom bom from US! Skinny people from UK!

I laughed hard. Then I gave him a tip.

When my friend "Chris Tan" moved away recently, she left me her copy of The Coxford Singlish Dictionary. At least now I have something to refer to when someone describes something as "shiok" or calls someone a "ya ya papaya."

Thursday, July 14, 2011

I'm Famous!

Well, maybe famous is kind of a strong word. But I AM in the Bamboo Telegraph (the magazine of the American Women's Association), and that's pretty cool! And look! I'm with the monkeys!
Me and some of my good friends (click for larger view)

The article features the monthly Monkey Walks, led by yours truly, at Bukit Timah Nature Reserve. The walks have been a success so far, and have been a lot of fun for me and (I hope) the people that come along. We've even had a few colugo sightings!

And we set new dates! Some of the walks will be led by Dr. Gumert, who recently returned from collecting more monkey data in Thailand, but most will be led by me.

Monkey Walks 
August 13th
September 10th
October 8th
November 12th
December 10th

If you'd like to come hang out with the monkeys on one of the dates listed above, please email sgmonkeywalk(at)gmail.com. You may sign up for yourself and up to three other people. Spaces are limited, so please register early. All walks begin at 5 PM with a brief talk in the Visitor Center classroom, and usually last until about 6:30 PM. Walks are canceled if it rains heavily up to 45 minutes before the walk, and participants are notified via SMS. Most importantly, it will be a good time!

Many thanks to Melissa Diagana, a Monkey Walk participant and the author of the article above!

Friday, July 8, 2011

Bukit Brown Chinese Cemetery

In one week, two of my friends highly recommended visiting Bukit Brown. At first I wasn't sure why my pals were so adamant that I should visit a creepy old cemetery, but then Andrea mentioned monkeys and Flora (who did her own blog post on B. Brown) mentioned abandoned stuff and I was sold. Bryan and I went on Saturday, the next available opportunity.

After a particularly harrowing cab ride that ended up taking about three times as long as expected due to three separate accidents on the PIE (I swear everyone on the road that day was drinking liquor, smoking a cigarette, eating a sandwich, and texting simultaneously), we arrived at an imposing old gate with an old man quietly dozing next to it. We walked through and into Bukit Brown Chinese Cemetery.

I was pleasantly surprised by the openness of the cemetery. In Singapore, it is very rare to see wide open spaces, but the cemetery was very spacious. The whole area was lush and green, peppered with overgrown gravestones.
Lookin' a little dilapidated
So green!

There were small placards around, with information on where to go to see notable gravestones, such as the oldest known Chinese grave in Singapore, which dates from 1833 (it was originally somewhere else, and was relocated to B. Brown in 1941). The placards were placed by the Asia Paranormal Investigators, as part of the Saving Bukit Brown Project. A new MRT station was recently built near Bukit Brown (but it isn't open yet), and the cemetery is slated for redevelopment as a housing estate. API hopes to see the historical site spared, and so do I. It's such a peaceful place, and it seems so disrespectful to disturb all the gravesites. Not to mention the fact that I wouldn't want to live in a house built over an old cemetery! I mean, that seriously did not end well for those people in Poltergeist...
Oldest Chinese grave in S'pore

Gravestones were everywhere, and each one was unique. Some had small photos of the deceased, others were very plain, some were adorned with fancy gold writing, and many had small statues flanking them.
An intimidating defender.
Jungly guardian lion
Detailed embellishments
Mossy guardian

In terms of gravesite decorations, I was particularly fond of the tiles that adorned some of them. They reminded me of something my grandmother would have had in her bathroom, but somehow they still looked really pretty!
Lovely!

The graves were is various states of decline- some were so long abandoned that they were crumbling and being overrun by vines and trees. Many more just looked a little unkempt, and a few looked new and well-tended. The really abandoned ones were kind of sad, having been left to rot. But there was also something kind of poetic about them, the same thing that I find strangely beautiful about all manmade things left to be overtaken by nature. It always reminds me that life is fleeting.
Abandoned
Nature takes over
A more modern gravestone, amid all the ones falling apart

As we walked along the road, we saw loads and loads of birds: kingfishers, pigeons, spotted doves, black-naped orioles, and more. They were everywhere, especially the kingfishers. I don't think I've ever seen so many kingfishers in one place!
Collared kingfisher

The birdlife wasn't the only thing flourishing at Bukit Brown. There were flowers blooming all over, and as usual most of them were unfamiliar to me. I need to brush up on my botany!
These look like cabbage!
And these look like plastic!

As I scouted the trees for more birds, I noticed some bigger movement. Monkeys! I had heard that there were monkeys living in the cemetery, but we hadn't really expected to see them. We took a seat on the side of the road and watched them playing in the trees and romping over the tombstones. It was really neat to see them in a slightly different habitat.
This mom had a wiggly, rambunctious baby!
An interesting perch
Tough guy
Monkey shenanigans

Right up the path from the monkeys was an elaborate offering of oranges. I was astonished that the monkeys were refraining from raiding the offering- they love oranges! But the whole time we were there, we only saw one female timidly sidle up to the plate, grab a fruit, then scurry off. All the others left them alone.
One brave soul

The oranges weren't the only offering we saw. Others included cakes, paper money (for spending in the afterlife, of course), incense, and mysteriously, a pretty sweet action figure.
Obviously the best offering in the place.
Sweet incense burner

Down the path from the monkeys and action figures was the best abandoned thing in the whole cemetery. It was a gate that looked like it might have been attached to a fence long ago. The fence had long since disintegrated, leaving the gate looking rather pointless on its own, smack in the middle of a sea of graves. It was in the process of rusting into oblivion. I loved it.
The year on the stone says 1942, but it looks much older
One of the more crowded sections of the graveyard

In this area, Bryan also got lucky and spotted a cute juvenile monitor lizard clinging to the base of a tree. Bukit Brown seems to be quite the wildlife hideaway!
Awwww he's peeking!

Some of headstones had a strange, bright orange moss (or lichen?) growing on them. Another unusual thing about the graves was that most people seemed to be buried behind the tombstones rather than in front of them like I'm used to seeing in the US. Also, most of the graves had a circle of bricks or stones to denote where people were buried. I liked that because it made it easier to avoid walking over someone's grave, which always feels a bit inconsiderate.
Strange orange stuff
Grave with borders, probably for a family.

We'd been in the graveyard for over two hours at that point, and we decided we should start heading out so that we could give ourselves plenty of time to exit before the gates closed at 5:30. Of course we thought we knew where we were, but naturally we were wrong. We spent some quality time following promising leads that led into brick walls or dead-ends. We were starting to laugh nervously and joke about spending the night in a rather creepy location when we encountered some people on horseback. We asked them the way out, and they set us in the direction of an exit. It wasn't the way we came in, and it dumped us off by an equestrian club, but it was nice to get out before it got dark. Plus we saw some more cool birds on the way out, including some white-crested laughingthrushes and a greater flameback. Unfortunately we only managed blurry pictures before they flitted off.
Greater flameback

Bukit Brown is a really cool place, and I sincerely hope that the advocates of preserving it are successful. Singapore has so few historical places, and such little wild space left that it would be a shame to lose a spot like Bukit Brown, which is both historical and nature-y. I recommend visiting while you still can!

By the way, voting for the Singapore Blog Awards closed on July 3rd. We find out the results at the awards ceremony on July 23rd. I'll keep you posted! Thanks so much to everyone who voted!!