<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585</id><updated>2012-02-02T12:28:40.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's Chronicle</title><subtitle type='html'>To love is to embark on a journey of discovery, in which two distinct persons enter into each other's lives, finding vast new worlds of thoughts and emotions to be explored and experienced. It's a journey that lasts a lifetime, as two hearts grow into one, despite possible failures and setbacks, personal weaknesses and shortcomings; for in the midst of such imperfections, love will find a way to overcome all odds and emerge as the crowning virtue which God has meant it to be in the first place.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>338</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-6593117174344663725</id><published>2012-01-29T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T20:26:32.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seventh Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This day of CNY is considered the universal birthday of all people. Bernice's mum and elder brother's family are coming over to our home for lunch, so after church service we went straight home to get ready the dishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course, most of the ingredients were already prepared a day or two before. Bernice cooked her mum's favourite - asparagus stir fried with enoki mushrooms, red capsicum and black fungus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703023697225528642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QfzEr72BRI/TyU11jLDNUI/AAAAAAAAB5A/qCnlO1OTSZY/s400/SAM_2188s.jpg" /&gt;Considering that Bernice's nieces Athena and Meagan are avid meat eaters, we've also prepared some yummy finger food such as this bacon wrapped mini tomatoes grilled to perfection with nanami togarashi (Japanese pepper). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703023699279856034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-nOClJfhNU/TyU11q01waI/AAAAAAAAB5U/YK7I6sFF2qs/s400/SAM_2187s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After lunch, Bernice made some french fries using our newly bought Philips Air Fryer - best tasting fries without the oil. The kids simply love 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9DLTRnWRRJs/TyU11WfsVMI/AAAAAAAAB44/FPOxN_P2kqM/s1600/SAM_2195s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703023693822448834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9DLTRnWRRJs/TyU11WfsVMI/AAAAAAAAB44/FPOxN_P2kqM/s400/SAM_2195s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I had a game of carrom with Meagan and later her two elder sisters. And they enjoyed playing hide-and-seek in our small little four-room HDB too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbHIJzo5hlQ/TyU10i10EuI/AAAAAAAAB4s/64fOs2d-p8s/s1600/SAM_2196s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703023679956587234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbHIJzo5hlQ/TyU10i10EuI/AAAAAAAAB4s/64fOs2d-p8s/s400/SAM_2196s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My mum came over to join us for lunch too. And here's a group photo. See how happy little Meagan is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7_SIpSFS6Vo/TyU10co2ZbI/AAAAAAAAB4g/1he931tgM0k/s1600/SAM_2199s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703023678291600818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7_SIpSFS6Vo/TyU10co2ZbI/AAAAAAAAB4g/1he931tgM0k/s400/SAM_2199s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We look forward to more of such family gatherings in the days to come... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-6593117174344663725?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6593117174344663725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=6593117174344663725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6593117174344663725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6593117174344663725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2012/01/seventh-day.html' title='The Seventh Day'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QfzEr72BRI/TyU11jLDNUI/AAAAAAAAB5A/qCnlO1OTSZY/s72-c/SAM_2188s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-2811071579955718261</id><published>2012-01-28T12:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T13:11:22.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sixth Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If you're wondering, it has nothing to do with Arnie's movie of the same title. Today's the sixth day of CNY and we decided to take 175 from the new bus interchange in Clementi Mall to West Coast Plaza to do a little shopping. As the bus stopped at the traffic junction outside NTUC, we spotted a little caucasian boy perched on top the shoulders of his dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QuaRaJSs2EQ/TyN8__7WEYI/AAAAAAAAB4U/h8bxmlCt5BE/s1600/Photo0429s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702538992115126658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QuaRaJSs2EQ/TyN8__7WEYI/AAAAAAAAB4U/h8bxmlCt5BE/s400/Photo0429s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; There's quite a few things to buy at WCP's Cold Storage in anticipation of Bernice's mum's visit this weekend. For this afternoon, however, we're expecting our neighbours to come over so Bernice had beforehand prepared fruit punch and poured the mixture into this elegant acrylic serving bowl with cups hanging on both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cCjKwvWKlOw/TyN8_vmIy1I/AAAAAAAAB4E/2LA_psQ4-bU/s1600/SAM_2183.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702538987731209042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cCjKwvWKlOw/TyN8_vmIy1I/AAAAAAAAB4E/2LA_psQ4-bU/s400/SAM_2183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course, CNY can't do without some snacks, but this year we tried to focus on the quality and reduce the quantity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Pai8uah4Ps/TyN8_Xjiz5I/AAAAAAAAB38/aCLjYHPGbMY/s1600/SAM_2184.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702538981277880210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Pai8uah4Ps/TyN8_Xjiz5I/AAAAAAAAB38/aCLjYHPGbMY/s400/SAM_2184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All's set and ready to go! We hope to build a closer rapport with our neighbours of about three years so that in time to come, we'll be able to extend God's blessings to them as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-2811071579955718261?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2811071579955718261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=2811071579955718261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2811071579955718261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2811071579955718261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2012/01/sixth-day.html' title='The Sixth Day'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QuaRaJSs2EQ/TyN8__7WEYI/AAAAAAAAB4U/h8bxmlCt5BE/s72-c/Photo0429s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-7554372122193204269</id><published>2012-01-23T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:32:33.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a CNY Morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Couldn't believe we actually woke up early on the first day of CNY, when our first visitation (which was to my mum's place) was scheduled in the afternoon. I had asked Bernice what she felt like having for breakfast; she looked at me with glistering eyes and replied, "Star...bucks!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So off we trod in our Tee's and Slip's to the nearest outlet, along the quiet stretch of the usually noisy main road, towards Clementi Mall. As we crossed the traffic junction, I waved a CNY greeting to a startled bus captain of a double-deck 78, who gestured back to me with a composed wrist wave on the steering wheel. Feels really good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Mall was quite vacant and dimly lit as we made our way up the escalator. Fortunately, Starbucks was opened for business (with only one customer at that time, reading his newspapers). I liked the uncrowded and unhurried feeling. Bernice had wanted a Bagel but changed her mind after browsing through the pastries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In the end we settled for two chicken puffs (peppered and potatoed) AND a cup of Latte grande - Wow! that really kick-started our CNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-7554372122193204269?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7554372122193204269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=7554372122193204269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7554372122193204269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7554372122193204269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2012/01/on-cny-morning.html' title='On a CNY Morning...'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-3327695191975880669</id><published>2012-01-22T13:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:23:05.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Packets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A red packet (aka &lt;em&gt;hongbao&lt;/em&gt; in Mandarin) is a monetary gift which is given during holidays or special occasions. So it is during the Chinese New Year, that married couples are expected to dispense them to children of their own, relatives', friends' and neighbours'. Depending on the quantity given out, the total can amount from a few hundreds to over a thousand dollars. (Being married does have its consequences, albeit a delightful one when you see the smiles on the children's faces when they receive their hongbaos!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ayd8mL-XTLw/Tx4s9njEdxI/AAAAAAAAB2o/snvh1ut27Ps/s1600/SAM_2174.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701043615397345042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ayd8mL-XTLw/Tx4s9njEdxI/AAAAAAAAB2o/snvh1ut27Ps/s400/SAM_2174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; As Christians, we still practice this favourite Chinese tradition, but in a more meaningful way. We choose to use red packets with words and Bible verses, to remind our recipients that money is not the only thing they'll receive, but a special blessing that comes from God through our hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In fact, this year we're doing something more; we're writing short letters (in A5 size papers) and inserting them together with the money into the red packets. The contents of the letters are our heart-felt affections and advices to our nephews and nieces, some in their teens and some still in their pre-teen years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Each year as we celebrate CNY, busying ourselves with all the activities and visitations, we forget that the children are growing up as well with each passing year. It is important that we not only impart our prosperity to them, but also our principles and values. These are the true treasures that will last them a lifetime, long after they spent the money that's inside the red packets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-3327695191975880669?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3327695191975880669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=3327695191975880669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3327695191975880669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3327695191975880669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2012/01/red-packets.html' title='Red Packets'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ayd8mL-XTLw/Tx4s9njEdxI/AAAAAAAAB2o/snvh1ut27Ps/s72-c/SAM_2174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-4254300940960938810</id><published>2012-01-19T11:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:50:06.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Footsteps of Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In an equatorial island like Singapore, where there's only summer and seasonal monsoons, how do you know when spring has arrived? Well, for one thing - when the onions in your kitchen start to bring forth young shoots, you can be sure spring is near...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c1_ls9ovmiI/Tx4mDN-FbcI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/WO-TIPqYvLU/s1600/SAM_2164.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701036015029153218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c1_ls9ovmiI/Tx4mDN-FbcI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/WO-TIPqYvLU/s400/SAM_2164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This year, the Chinese Lunar New Year (CNY) is early. Just after celebrating Christmas, many households are again busy doing their annual spring cleaning, clearing old furnitures, decorating and furnishing their homes with new ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EFvetG-yGZY/Tx4mDO4DcYI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/dc_An23z_ZQ/s1600/SAM_2168.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701036015272292738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EFvetG-yGZY/Tx4mDO4DcYI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/dc_An23z_ZQ/s400/SAM_2168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For us, we've decided to buy less CNY goodies since most visitors only eat a little and we'll end up consuming them ourselves. However, making our home clean and welcoming is still top priority, and for this we again enlisted the help of these gorgeously sweet Gladiolus, just like last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;See how beautiful the pinkish flowers array themselves? In a few days' time, the rest of the buds will blossom, turning our humble living room into a bright and happy place where friends and neighbours meet in delightful conversations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-4254300940960938810?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4254300940960938810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=4254300940960938810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4254300940960938810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4254300940960938810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2012/01/footsteps-of-spring.html' title='The Footsteps of Spring'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c1_ls9ovmiI/Tx4mDN-FbcI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/WO-TIPqYvLU/s72-c/SAM_2164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-6667636972042965952</id><published>2012-01-13T19:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:04:05.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peekaboo of Roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On my way home from work, I stopped by the florist and bought a bouquet nicely arranged in a little square porcelain holder. Bernice had been cooking nice dishes for the past weeks, and I thot I'd give her a small pleasant surprise by putting it on her dressing table while she was busy in the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNaNPH-cuOQ/Tx1rvQ5nptI/AAAAAAAAB2E/ZLn4Oboe0B0/s1600/SAM_2155.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700831163055580882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNaNPH-cuOQ/Tx1rvQ5nptI/AAAAAAAAB2E/ZLn4Oboe0B0/s400/SAM_2155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I was in for a surprise when she went into the bedroom after dinner and there was no cry of delight coming out from her. Curiously I glanced from a hidden corner at her doing her usual evening rituals at the dressing table, perturbed at her nonchalant expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I pretended to walk over and took a glanced. The flowers were nowhere to be seen. Hmm... something's fishy here, I thot. Then I saw it - perched at the top shelf of the Stolmen storage system I DIY from Ikea. "I'm going to bathe," I remarked to Bernice and went into the bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When I came out from my bath, I noticed that the flowers were no longer where it was. Bernice was busying herself in the kitchen when I entered the living room, and I spotted it at the shoe cabinet near the front door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Quickly, I tiptoed over, removed it and placed it back on the Stolmen top shelf, lied on the bed and pretended to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Moments later, I heard Bernice came into the bedroom and asked in an interrogative tone, "Where is it?" The fun begun. "Where's what?" I opened my eyes and replied her with a puzzled look. "You know what I'm referring to! Dun pretend, pretend hor..." "Pretend what?" I acted innocently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice couldn't stand it any longer, came over and started poking me with her finger. "Where have you hidden the flowers?" I relented, looked up and pointed at the top shelf with a mischevious look. She turned around, saw the flowers where she had originally hid it, and burst into a tirade of chiding, "You...!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Well, you put up a good act yourself, isn't it? I was just playing along with you mah..." I laughed. "Can't you just let me have the fun for once? It's not easy to suppress my feelings over flowers, you know?" Bernice protested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, I guess the men just don't get it when it comes to the kind of games women play. Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-6667636972042965952?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6667636972042965952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=6667636972042965952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6667636972042965952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6667636972042965952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2012/01/peekaboo-of-roses.html' title='Peekaboo of Roses'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNaNPH-cuOQ/Tx1rvQ5nptI/AAAAAAAAB2E/ZLn4Oboe0B0/s72-c/SAM_2155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-7395823824498834607</id><published>2012-01-02T16:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T17:12:55.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>49th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692954600306138162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sHmtfQgVkjc/TwFwC-GsXDI/AAAAAAAAB1I/D4pxvkZnA24/s400/SAM_2154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today's my birthday! This year I decided to have it differently by inviting our marriage mentors, Royston and Sin Yow, to join us in the morning for a time of fellowship and prayer. It was refreshing and encouraging to seek God together, to start the new year with God as the center of our focus, and to reaffirm our direction in the Alongsider ministry. Thereafter, we were treated to lunch at Pastamania @ West Coast Plaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Back home, Bernice asked if I'd like to have desserts. Of course! And to my surprise she produced a mixed-fruit jelly platter (she woke up around 5.30am this morning to make it! I was touched...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6kAlAHTbE3g/TwFwDbQ3NBI/AAAAAAAAB1g/oZFK8kzShSo/s1600/SAM_2148.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692954608133420050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6kAlAHTbE3g/TwFwDbQ3NBI/AAAAAAAAB1g/oZFK8kzShSo/s400/SAM_2148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Further surprise awaited me when I finished the dessert - a hidden message below which reads: Dear My Sweet. Noooo... Bernice protested. "Notice the shape of the platter? It should read: Dear My Sweet-Heart!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1WYD6yezWI/TwFwDEWjXpI/AAAAAAAAB1U/PeXSgdNrGog/s1600/SAM_2152.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692954601983270546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1WYD6yezWI/TwFwDEWjXpI/AAAAAAAAB1U/PeXSgdNrGog/s400/SAM_2152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha... No wonder the men don't get it! I have yet one more special treat from Bernice, but it'll have to wait till evening. And I think I'll just stop here and let our readers guess what she has in store for me. (grin!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-7395823824498834607?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7395823824498834607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=7395823824498834607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7395823824498834607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7395823824498834607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2012/01/49th-birthday.html' title='49th Birthday!'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sHmtfQgVkjc/TwFwC-GsXDI/AAAAAAAAB1I/D4pxvkZnA24/s72-c/SAM_2154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-36158228215506559</id><published>2011-12-24T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T15:05:23.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanyang Old Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Having breakfast at Chinatown has become part of our weekend routine, well maybe once every 2-3 weeks. Today we decided on a small outlet of the well-known Nanyang Old Coffee franchise at 268 South Bridge Road (end of Smith Street).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;KT ordered the traditional toast set. The coffee seemed to taste better when served in porcelain cup saucer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-434mmkoqMr4/TvVzwFbrXtI/AAAAAAAAByc/9zxI6TiwR0Y/s1600/Photo0363s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689580974181670610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-434mmkoqMr4/TvVzwFbrXtI/AAAAAAAAByc/9zxI6TiwR0Y/s400/Photo0363s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There's a mini museum exhibiting items from the 60's and 70's, including a roller drum which they used to roast coffee beans behind the coffee shops of yester years. Ahhh... we could almost smell the aroma of freshly roasted coffee...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQiyb6ba3MA/TvVzvthVXXI/AAAAAAAAByQ/KISOuObRgMQ/s1600/Photo0364s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689580967762943346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQiyb6ba3MA/TvVzvthVXXI/AAAAAAAAByQ/KISOuObRgMQ/s400/Photo0364s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, some of these gadgets can still be found in today's coffee stalls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689580952404041378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OxW1U_C8Kbc/TvVzu0TfHqI/AAAAAAAABxs/8gjbmRAbEV8/s400/Photo0373s.jpg" /&gt;Wait... KT noticed one of those old record albums in the display featuring a singer having a name that's similar to his sister's (see yellow circle, a bit dim though because the flash was disabled to prevent reflection).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLH-mOZFsIk/TvVzvcEWaRI/AAAAAAAAByA/JS8P5zrBXEY/s1600/Photo0368s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689580963077974290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLH-mOZFsIk/TvVzvcEWaRI/AAAAAAAAByA/JS8P5zrBXEY/s400/Photo0368s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In the 21st century we have our iPod and iPhone with Angry Birds. But do you know back in the 70's there's Happy Birds?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pXkSD_Dxyl0/TvVzvFMJ57I/AAAAAAAABx4/rJ9e3-eIGWI/s1600/Photo0372s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689580956936693682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pXkSD_Dxyl0/TvVzvFMJ57I/AAAAAAAABx4/rJ9e3-eIGWI/s400/Photo0372s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was a short walk in memories lane, and a different Saturday breakfast from the usual... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-36158228215506559?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/36158228215506559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=36158228215506559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/36158228215506559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/36158228215506559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/12/nanyang-old-coffee.html' title='Nanyang Old Coffee'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-434mmkoqMr4/TvVzwFbrXtI/AAAAAAAAByc/9zxI6TiwR0Y/s72-c/Photo0363s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-3950582499272935687</id><published>2011-12-17T17:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T17:37:26.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With IJK @ Changi Airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today we had a date with IJK at the Changi Airport @ T3 at 11am. We were surprised to meet Dena who was there to sent off her cousin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DpCNwmvb2YY/Tu2kC-p0ucI/AAAAAAAABxM/LzK2e_svVDE/s1600/SAM_1938s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687382275523918274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DpCNwmvb2YY/Tu2kC-p0ucI/AAAAAAAABxM/LzK2e_svVDE/s400/SAM_1938s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Finally IJK arrived and met up with us at the Departure Hall (pun intended). They really looked forward to a fun-filled day with us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AquiUJnMXY/Tu2kCgsWy8I/AAAAAAAABxE/_WvMTa-4aSA/s1600/SAM_1940s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687382267481476034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AquiUJnMXY/Tu2kCgsWy8I/AAAAAAAABxE/_WvMTa-4aSA/s400/SAM_1940s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Incidentally, there is currently a promotion till end January 2012 which allows you to redeem an Angry Birds collectable if you charge $50 or more per receipt to your Visa card. There's even a huge Angry Birds display setup featuring the Pigs in different famous landmarks of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3vSEdN2u8w/Tu2kCdKMdXI/AAAAAAAABw4/mBjNxMm95HE/s1600/SAM_1952s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687382266532885874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3vSEdN2u8w/Tu2kCdKMdXI/AAAAAAAABw4/mBjNxMm95HE/s400/SAM_1952s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Beside the display is a 10m plant sculpture of the Merlion (there are others in different terminals of Changi Airport).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mdl1OUreVoA/Tu2kCNG4lRI/AAAAAAAABwo/VRcj86iqB_U/s1600/SAM_1953s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687382262224033042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mdl1OUreVoA/Tu2kCNG4lRI/AAAAAAAABwo/VRcj86iqB_U/s400/SAM_1953s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As it was near noon, we decided to go over to T2 for lunch. Taking the skytrain, we caught a glimpse of the iconic ATC tower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VwwaNWO5E4Y/Tu2kB-wu7JI/AAAAAAAABwg/lImqt-4cI3U/s1600/SAM_1956s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687382258373029010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VwwaNWO5E4Y/Tu2kB-wu7JI/AAAAAAAABwg/lImqt-4cI3U/s400/SAM_1956s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Over at T2, we found another plant sculpture, this time it's the Heaven's Altar of Beijing, China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CBMmhUytLC4/Tu2j6nJijpI/AAAAAAAABwU/oWrKP3MlnTA/s1600/SAM_1959s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687382131775540882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CBMmhUytLC4/Tu2j6nJijpI/AAAAAAAABwU/oWrKP3MlnTA/s400/SAM_1959s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What is Christmas without the trees, snow sledge and reindeers? This is expected from a commercial standpoint to create festive moods and spendings, though. The true meaning of Christmas, however, is more significant but sadly ignored in the midst of all the merry-making. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1wLA6dCzdTg/Tu2j6X0NyRI/AAAAAAAABwE/wgVa1hRZ5bQ/s1600/SAM_1961s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687382127659567378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1wLA6dCzdTg/Tu2j6X0NyRI/AAAAAAAABwE/wgVa1hRZ5bQ/s400/SAM_1961s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As promised, we took IJK for lunch at Swensen's as the kids were craving for ice-creams after the main course. Bernice opted for the NZ Ribeye topped with brown gravy. Yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mo03xYwCcVg/Tu2j562j3WI/AAAAAAAABv8/7bfzSqGvcHw/s1600/SAM_1966s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687382119884774754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mo03xYwCcVg/Tu2j562j3WI/AAAAAAAABv8/7bfzSqGvcHw/s400/SAM_1966s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After lunch and desserts, we adjourned to the public viewing gallery where the Changi Aviation Gallery was hosted. We learned about the history of aviation in Singapore and gotten some insights into Changi Airport's operations. Did you know a plane takes off every two minutes? (Betcha you didn't know that; in fact, the latest I know it's every 100 seconds now. Wow... being an ATC officer can be quite stressful indeed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JcBkKLym-6A/Tu2j5uEGK8I/AAAAAAAABvw/hc4ZKeJrXnY/s1600/SAM_1967s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687382116451888066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JcBkKLym-6A/Tu2j5uEGK8I/AAAAAAAABvw/hc4ZKeJrXnY/s400/SAM_1967s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's a light moment where the camera-shy Isabel covered her face like a middle-east lady, with Joshua oblivious to the happenings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HXTDoTw09fQ/Tu2j5UKDxQI/AAAAAAAABvk/2l3h23C7xhc/s1600/SAM_1988s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687382109497574658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HXTDoTw09fQ/Tu2j5UKDxQI/AAAAAAAABvk/2l3h23C7xhc/s400/SAM_1988s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Once again we're back at T3 and that's when we noticed the Christmas trees with the plant sculpture of the ATC tower in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DzfovSt5kIQ/Tu2js2yUcqI/AAAAAAAABvY/XFYHJxzVxMM/s1600/SAM_1994s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687381895454945954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DzfovSt5kIQ/Tu2js2yUcqI/AAAAAAAABvY/XFYHJxzVxMM/s400/SAM_1994s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;By this time, there's an inflated playground setup with kids and their parents enjoying the climbs and slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XjYPMA3Qoeo/Tu2jsSnKMXI/AAAAAAAABvM/p9tLFj69N4Q/s1600/SAM_1997s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687381885744460146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XjYPMA3Qoeo/Tu2jsSnKMXI/AAAAAAAABvM/p9tLFj69N4Q/s400/SAM_1997s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Having charged the lunch bill to my Visa card, I proceeded to redeem tickets for The Slide @ T3 at $10 per slide. IJK and myself had a go at the 12m high, world's tallest slide in the airport. Joshua loved it so much he went for a second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTwJJLRfWuc/Tu2jrzjftbI/AAAAAAAABvA/Iwn_KgP1itA/s1600/SAM_2005s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687381877407593906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTwJJLRfWuc/Tu2jrzjftbI/AAAAAAAABvA/Iwn_KgP1itA/s400/SAM_2005s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Joshua may be a teenage standing at 1.75m tall, but he's still quite a kid in heart like the little boy standing beside him with his kick scooter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687381868229872034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-499Yy02WmsQ/Tu2jrRXWyaI/AAAAAAAABuo/b_W11mt0gi0/s400/SAM_2012s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Before the day ends, we went over to basement 2's Candy Empire to buy some candies for IJK. (They were elated to be given free reins on the choices of candies to select from the pay-by-weight section.) After that, we had a little WoodBlock rubbing fun at the Interactive Art corner so IJK could bring some sourvenirs back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyXWV2SRPm4/Tu2jru9TsII/AAAAAAAABuw/UOmHt5WMpI4/s1600/SAM_2009s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687381876173680770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyXWV2SRPm4/Tu2jru9TsII/AAAAAAAABuw/UOmHt5WMpI4/s400/SAM_2009s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was quite tiring for us but the time spent was well worth in the growing years of IJK. Hopefully, it will become an unforgettable part of their memories that will accompany them for years to come... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-3950582499272935687?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3950582499272935687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=3950582499272935687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3950582499272935687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3950582499272935687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/12/with-ijk-changi-airport.html' title='With IJK @ Changi Airport'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DpCNwmvb2YY/Tu2kC-p0ucI/AAAAAAAABxM/LzK2e_svVDE/s72-c/SAM_1938s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-647136948752008211</id><published>2011-12-03T14:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T14:51:41.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joo Chiat! Joo Chiat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's been quite a long while since I chauffer Bernice out for a ride, considering that COE and car price are at an all time high, it's not practical to own a car. Fortunately we found out that there's this Car Club membership that offers car rental at a reasonable price, without having to worry about road tax, insurance and all the issues that comes with car ownership.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice had wanted to go Joo Chiat for breakfast so I booked a 8am-12pm slot for a Toyota Vios which is nicely located in the multi-storey carpark behind our block. So off we went to our first destination...the colonial-style shop houses of Joo Chiat Road!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GsKXwJwQcd8/Ttm7lbrueLI/AAAAAAAABuc/v5do7iy0yCQ/s1600/Photo0342s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681778656665303218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GsKXwJwQcd8/Ttm7lbrueLI/AAAAAAAABuc/v5do7iy0yCQ/s400/Photo0342s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice was looking forward to the famous Kway Guan Huat's hand-made popiah shop but she was in for a disappointment as we're too early and the owner had just opened for business. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ukLUpfZg-Mw/Ttm7lAdGN9I/AAAAAAAABuM/9-Nh9Bbcp0Q/s1600/Photo0344s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681778649356187602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ukLUpfZg-Mw/Ttm7lAdGN9I/AAAAAAAABuM/9-Nh9Bbcp0Q/s400/Photo0344s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After exploring the shop houses for a while, we decided to cross over to the Geylang Serai market and food centre where there's a greater selection of malay food. Bernice settled for longtong while I opted for the traditional toast and eggs set. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rL8_VF54244/Ttm7lIkzq2I/AAAAAAAABuE/L6cm_jp0zgA/s1600/Photo0347s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681778651536010082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rL8_VF54244/Ttm7lIkzq2I/AAAAAAAABuE/L6cm_jp0zgA/s400/Photo0347s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;With our tummy satisfied, we window-shopped for a while, bought some dried grocery stuff, and were on our way again, this time to Bras Basah Complex, as Bernice wanted to order her contact lenses at Kwong Shin Optical while I browse the books at Tecman's. We head for home at about 11.25pm, glad to spend a little adventure exploring the roads on our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ps: We did have a little scare earlier on the PIE when KT realized he forgot to put the cash card into the IU, and we fumbled to take it out of his wallet and inserted wrongly on the first try. Thankfully we prayed for KT to have steady hands before we set out! God is gracious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-647136948752008211?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/647136948752008211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=647136948752008211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/647136948752008211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/647136948752008211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/12/joo-chiat-joo-chiat.html' title='Joo Chiat! Joo Chiat!'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GsKXwJwQcd8/Ttm7lbrueLI/AAAAAAAABuc/v5do7iy0yCQ/s72-c/Photo0342s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-621343679745836658</id><published>2011-11-14T09:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T09:25:03.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragonfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last Friday was my company's LSG Nite (11.11.11). This year it was hosted at the Dragonfly @ St James Power Station, HarbourFront.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jz4P9aZDEZQ/TsBq-jNxFxI/AAAAAAAABs8/eiu2zKHSn5E/s1600/Dragonfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674653153324242706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jz4P9aZDEZQ/TsBq-jNxFxI/AAAAAAAABs8/eiu2zKHSn5E/s400/Dragonfly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-EuQu4RdFo/TsBq-vAFGRI/AAAAAAAABss/EWp82YFp4lw/s1600/Dragonfly1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674653156488059154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-EuQu4RdFo/TsBq-vAFGRI/AAAAAAAABss/EWp82YFp4lw/s400/Dragonfly1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm not a fan of clubbing or nite club activities actually, and while it's an experience to attend a company event in one of such hip and happening venue, it only further confirmed that such places, with all the loud music, drinking and dancing, are not for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Call me old-fashion if you will, but I'll stick to a more quiet and composed ambience where there's less intrusive noises and more emotional restraints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-621343679745836658?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/621343679745836658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=621343679745836658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/621343679745836658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/621343679745836658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/11/dragonfly.html' title='Dragonfly'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jz4P9aZDEZQ/TsBq-jNxFxI/AAAAAAAABs8/eiu2zKHSn5E/s72-c/Dragonfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-3209486823963595831</id><published>2011-11-12T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T15:13:18.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenneth and Abigail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This morning we attended yet another church wedding, but it's somewhat different because it's the wedding of a daughter of the elder who officiated our church wedding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kfqqxI7Mm4Y/Tr4aSuQZdeI/AAAAAAAABrs/58o_R-uGTQA/s1600/SAM_1871.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674001489490179554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kfqqxI7Mm4Y/Tr4aSuQZdeI/AAAAAAAABrs/58o_R-uGTQA/s400/SAM_1871.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As usual with any church wedding, there's the bridal procession, worship singspiration, exhortation, solemnization, signing of marriage registrar and recessional, before the buffet lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2JwPgN489g/Tr4aR8KAMSI/AAAAAAAABrk/AynPn45knH8/s1600/SAM_1872.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674001476041584930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2JwPgN489g/Tr4aR8KAMSI/AAAAAAAABrk/AynPn45knH8/s400/SAM_1872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;While browsing through the wedding photo album, there were a few that caught my eyes and I decided to take snapshots. Ah... what wedding bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hN_hvlWyxp4/Tr4aRTWQPfI/AAAAAAAABrU/t_o4NRbkgZg/s1600/SAM_1895.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674001465087114738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hN_hvlWyxp4/Tr4aRTWQPfI/AAAAAAAABrU/t_o4NRbkgZg/s400/SAM_1895.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and familial blessings too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nIX_u9jg-jg/Tr4aRZ0KdpI/AAAAAAAABrI/uWpC2Z-zeD4/s1600/SAM_1897.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674001466823177874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nIX_u9jg-jg/Tr4aRZ0KdpI/AAAAAAAABrI/uWpC2Z-zeD4/s400/SAM_1897.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; We wish the newly wed a beautiful life together, one of growing into God and each other as they begin their journey as husband and wife. May it be a lifetime of discovery of what it means to be one, and in the process appreciate the beauty and mystery of Christ and His Bride - the Church.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-3209486823963595831?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3209486823963595831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=3209486823963595831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3209486823963595831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3209486823963595831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/11/kenneth-and-abigail.html' title='Kenneth and Abigail'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kfqqxI7Mm4Y/Tr4aSuQZdeI/AAAAAAAABrs/58o_R-uGTQA/s72-c/SAM_1871.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-1611247953224494881</id><published>2011-10-29T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T11:57:19.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrabble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B9ydR7_ukyE/TqzKvA8uBgI/AAAAAAAABpU/ojv0fsbuM7k/s1600/SAM_1862.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669128940009948674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B9ydR7_ukyE/TqzKvA8uBgI/AAAAAAAABpU/ojv0fsbuM7k/s400/SAM_1862.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Score: KT - 308, Bernice - 211, Total - 519&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-1611247953224494881?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1611247953224494881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=1611247953224494881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/1611247953224494881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/1611247953224494881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/10/scrabble.html' title='Scrabble'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B9ydR7_ukyE/TqzKvA8uBgI/AAAAAAAABpU/ojv0fsbuM7k/s72-c/SAM_1862.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-8245817438287162229</id><published>2011-10-26T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T21:32:00.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dewali Delights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today is Dewali (Deepavali), the 'Festival of Lights' for the indian communities, and a public holiday as well. My Sunday School class organised a get together lunch at one of the student's home in West Coast. Bernice and I were invited. (In the photo, counting from the left are the 7 flowers who stick closer than blood-related sisters.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u70HGSwfNL8/TqgHAHv1NCI/AAAAAAAABpE/uTwXYOUVtLw/s1600/Photo0313s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667787829706830882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u70HGSwfNL8/TqgHAHv1NCI/AAAAAAAABpE/uTwXYOUVtLw/s400/Photo0313s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We noticed that the student, whose name means 'beautiful flower', keeps many plants at the balcony area, one of which captured our attention was this bird plant. It's not the artificial birds that perch on the stems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O2pA2sAuig8/TqgHACs8vRI/AAAAAAAABo8/Z0-6Uv-fYCI/s1600/Photo0314s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667787828352564498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O2pA2sAuig8/TqgHACs8vRI/AAAAAAAABo8/Z0-6Uv-fYCI/s400/Photo0314s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; ... but the flowers of the plant itself - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;they certainly have the appearance of birds! Interesting indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3yP3RjtXYNY/TqgG_mnfj6I/AAAAAAAABo0/hRPkUK9aEck/s1600/Photo0316s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667787820813488034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3yP3RjtXYNY/TqgG_mnfj6I/AAAAAAAABo0/hRPkUK9aEck/s400/Photo0316s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There were the bonsai plants, one of which is flowering as well. Pretty isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kZGFld3y7ws/TqgG_ZDlz-I/AAAAAAAABok/2WfeWXUaqEE/s1600/Photo0317s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667787817173241826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kZGFld3y7ws/TqgG_ZDlz-I/AAAAAAAABok/2WfeWXUaqEE/s400/Photo0317s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And at another corner are the cactus varieties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3yyyb2YmpVw/TqgG_Y8kclI/AAAAAAAABoY/UoOrXLxY3v8/s1600/Photo0318s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667787817143792210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3yyyb2YmpVw/TqgG_Y8kclI/AAAAAAAABoY/UoOrXLxY3v8/s400/Photo0318s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Hmm... didn't know that this student of mine has such green fingers! And we had a wonderful time fellowshipping, singing praise songs (Bernice played the keyboard, of course), and sharing some light moments and cooking tips as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Though all of them are well into their 60s and 70s, Bernice and I thoroughly enjoyed their company and conversations. They are indeed a lively lot for their age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-8245817438287162229?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8245817438287162229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=8245817438287162229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8245817438287162229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8245817438287162229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/10/dewali-delights.html' title='Dewali Delights'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u70HGSwfNL8/TqgHAHv1NCI/AAAAAAAABpE/uTwXYOUVtLw/s72-c/Photo0313s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-8630920271603455714</id><published>2011-10-22T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:06:49.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nite Kite with I-J-K</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Finally... Bernice's nieces and nephew came over to our home at our invitation to nite kite flying (where else but West Coast Park?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5E8Lib9xwas/TqPvlvAzr_I/AAAAAAAABoM/8kVJJtP8XI8/s1600/SAM_1838.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666636187716268018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5E8Lib9xwas/TqPvlvAzr_I/AAAAAAAABoM/8kVJJtP8XI8/s400/SAM_1838.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After dinner at the nearby coffee shop (Joshua, as usual, had to have egg in his diet, and he certainly finished his meal faster now), we took a short walk across the West Coast highway to the park. We fixed up the kite and laid the ground sheet for some picnic refreshment (gala apples, dried mango slices, and caramel popcorns).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CNsAqk_S_4/TqPvlaXvUGI/AAAAAAAABoA/FzOG-squgjE/s1600/SAM_1841.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666636182175305826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CNsAqk_S_4/TqPvlaXvUGI/AAAAAAAABoA/FzOG-squgjE/s400/SAM_1841.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tonite was kinda quiet as not too many kite enthusiasts turned up. Probably the wind was not good as we had two failed attempts, but we finally managed to get the kite up on the third try. Here's Joshua managing the reel as the kite (top red dot) and the thread light (lower blue dot) steadied at a 15-storey height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTEFhglzBco/TqPvlNG9k7I/AAAAAAAABn4/O398nGuMXLM/s1600/SAM_1843.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666636178615276466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTEFhglzBco/TqPvlNG9k7I/AAAAAAAABn4/O398nGuMXLM/s400/SAM_1843.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;See how engrossed the threesome were? Soon, Isabel and Keziah took turn to control the kite as they had their first lesson in nite kite flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jc7x6tG4Jj4/TqPvk0CjAkI/AAAAAAAABno/lUdToHtqmIc/s1600/SAM_1845.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666636171885871682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jc7x6tG4Jj4/TqPvk0CjAkI/AAAAAAAABno/lUdToHtqmIc/s400/SAM_1845.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The night was still young when we finally reeled in the kite as the wind subsided. So they adjourned to the nearby playground to expend whatever leftover energy they had from the dinner meal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8NBsgrEJy54/TqPvkqB12vI/AAAAAAAABnc/_NwK9Uswtbc/s1600/SAM_1848.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666636169198557938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8NBsgrEJy54/TqPvkqB12vI/AAAAAAAABnc/_NwK9Uswtbc/s400/SAM_1848.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was an enjoyable time relating to Bernice's nieces and nephew as they grow into teenagers, and it is our hope that such special moments with their aunt (and me) will add a wholesome dimension in their formative years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"I wanna come back again!" exclaimed Keziah as we bade farewell to the park. Bernice and I simply looked at each other with a knowing grin... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-8630920271603455714?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8630920271603455714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=8630920271603455714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8630920271603455714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8630920271603455714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/10/nite-kite-with-i-j-k.html' title='Nite Kite with I-J-K'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5E8Lib9xwas/TqPvlvAzr_I/AAAAAAAABoM/8kVJJtP8XI8/s72-c/SAM_1838.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-6203163365506749505</id><published>2011-10-15T21:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T22:05:49.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nite Kite Flying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice came back from her Sydney business trip today. She was eagerly looking forward to this evening as prior to her trip, we had bought a 2.7m LED kite for night flying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As evening came, we brought along the folded kite and accessories to West Coast, first to settle our dinner, and then adjorned across the highway to the West Coast Park. There were still quite a lot of day kites flying in the sunset sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fchdwcmBTjc/TpmMcpgP8bI/AAAAAAAABm4/DdA2U5t3hc0/s1600/SAM_1806.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663712430200451506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fchdwcmBTjc/TpmMcpgP8bI/AAAAAAAABm4/DdA2U5t3hc0/s400/SAM_1806.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After we found a comfortable spot, KT proceeded to unload the barang-barang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYzdw9PF2is/TpmMceYjKdI/AAAAAAAABms/MKxr8A8hU98/s1600/SAM_1816.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663712427215366610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYzdw9PF2is/TpmMceYjKdI/AAAAAAAABms/MKxr8A8hU98/s400/SAM_1816.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...and assemble the kite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMI9ZfLep0M/TpmMcCWTvGI/AAAAAAAABmg/knFn1B2cn5M/s1600/SAM_1819.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663712419689774178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMI9ZfLep0M/TpmMcCWTvGI/AAAAAAAABmg/knFn1B2cn5M/s400/SAM_1819.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's KT with the disc-brake reel system that allows better control of the kite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_nDrY5gXp9c/TpmMTfKZSRI/AAAAAAAABmU/YB0QkBkA1Qw/s1600/SAM_1823.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663712272805611794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_nDrY5gXp9c/TpmMTfKZSRI/AAAAAAAABmU/YB0QkBkA1Qw/s400/SAM_1823.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; ...of course, being a first-timer was not without it's problem. Somehow the kevlar thread got entangled in the disc-brake and KT had to figure out how to undo the mess. Fortunately, help was available nearby when a kite vendor by the name of Ricky (from Typhoon Kites) who sets up his make shift stall every weekend, came to the rescue after a boy Bernice approached for assistance with his head light alert him of our predicament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Within minutes the pair managed to resolve the problem - a wrong thread run on the reel system by the vendor (Passion Kites) we bought our kite from resulted in much unnecessary frustration. Ricky graciously rectified the problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xr45QnjGTy8/TpmMS392fpI/AAAAAAAABmI/3Dl5vrkZDR4/s1600/SAM_1825.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663712262284017298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xr45QnjGTy8/TpmMS392fpI/AAAAAAAABmI/3Dl5vrkZDR4/s400/SAM_1825.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ricky and the boy (Andi) then proceeded to show us how to fly the 2.7m kite, and how to control the reel system so the thread do not get entangled again. Before long, we were enjoying ourselves sitting on the yoga mat and taking turns controlling the kite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WxuFDjosThc/TpmMSb8khuI/AAAAAAAABl8/1pepbwtDXOM/s1600/SAM_1830.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663712254762452706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WxuFDjosThc/TpmMSb8khuI/AAAAAAAABl8/1pepbwtDXOM/s400/SAM_1830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As night grew, we reeled back the kite and packed up for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kERmb-a9Mi8/TpmMR5xZm6I/AAAAAAAABlw/KTw9h-ExjbE/s1600/SAM_1832.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663712245588794274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kERmb-a9Mi8/TpmMR5xZm6I/AAAAAAAABlw/KTw9h-ExjbE/s400/SAM_1832.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was quite a humbling experience, but we certainly learned a great deal about this night version of the favourite past-time of the kampong era. You can be sure we will be back, and perhaps bringing along our nephews and nieces (and even our neighbours along) to share the joy of flying nite kites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-6203163365506749505?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6203163365506749505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=6203163365506749505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6203163365506749505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6203163365506749505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/10/nite-kite-flying.html' title='Nite Kite Flying'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fchdwcmBTjc/TpmMcpgP8bI/AAAAAAAABm4/DdA2U5t3hc0/s72-c/SAM_1806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-9064252168196989025</id><published>2011-10-08T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T21:44:54.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle Line Carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In view of the opening of the 12 new stations of the Circle Line (CC), SMRT has organised a carnival today at the Holland Village station. We took the EW train to Buona Vista station at about 5.30pm and then transit one stop to Holland V via the CC line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The crowd was fantastic as the people thronged the Xchange passage way leading up to the carnival ground. As it was still early, we went to the nearby Lor Liput to have Katong laksa for dinner, followed by tea and cappucino (with a toasted bagel) at Starbucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As the evening drew deeper, the programmes and activities on the stage stepped up, drawing large crowd of people of different nationalities to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yn4Qx85GVJM/TpBQ0gmlhdI/AAAAAAAABlo/xPqN8G5WH0M/s1600/Photo0303s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661113594639910354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yn4Qx85GVJM/TpBQ0gmlhdI/AAAAAAAABlo/xPqN8G5WH0M/s400/Photo0303s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was a relaxed Saturday for us, considering we've been quite busy for the past couple of weekends. This was a good marriage time too, which we could just have some time together to enjoy each other's company over life's simple pleasures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-9064252168196989025?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/9064252168196989025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=9064252168196989025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/9064252168196989025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/9064252168196989025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/10/circle-line-carnival.html' title='Circle Line Carnival'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yn4Qx85GVJM/TpBQ0gmlhdI/AAAAAAAABlo/xPqN8G5WH0M/s72-c/Photo0303s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-4776925634118290683</id><published>2011-10-01T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T18:44:19.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TPCC &amp; TPTC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today we attended the Pilot run of The Parenting Children Course (TPCC) and The Parenting Teenagers Course (TPTC) at The Bible Church, hosted by Alpha Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jDYZFpa5DqE/TobsZCUEEiI/AAAAAAAABlg/F-vtJhDAgq4/s1600/SAM_1800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658469896699515426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jDYZFpa5DqE/TobsZCUEEiI/AAAAAAAABlg/F-vtJhDAgq4/s400/SAM_1800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We had lunch at West Co'z Cafe, which serves their popular and well-loved asam fish curry dish at very affordable price. Best of all, it's at West Coast Plaza which is just a stone's throw away from our church premise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0p6BYhqzUS0/TobsY90GUcI/AAAAAAAABlY/wKQGHeRVlGs/s1600/SAM_1805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658469895491703234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0p6BYhqzUS0/TobsY90GUcI/AAAAAAAABlY/wKQGHeRVlGs/s400/SAM_1805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here are the snapshots of the contents for both courses, which are helpful and interesting to parents looking for resources that'll enable them to understand the needs of their children or teenagers, and the dynamics of interacting with them in a wholesome and rewarding way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm41-MNhsC4/TobsY4iXB0I/AAAAAAAABlQ/PAF5qnXG6ro/s1600/TPCC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658469894075123522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm41-MNhsC4/TobsY4iXB0I/AAAAAAAABlQ/PAF5qnXG6ro/s400/TPCC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Session 1 - Building Strong Foundations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Role of the Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Patterns for a Healthy Family Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Session 2 - Meeting Our Children's Needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Five Love Languages for Children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Session 3 - Setting Boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Combining Love and Limits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Helping Our Children Make Good Choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Session 4 - Teaching Healthy Relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Modelling and Practising Relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Handling Anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Session 5 - Our Long-Term Aim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Encouraging Responsibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Passing On Beliefs and Values&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658469888632668722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fiZDzcGrb-Y/TobsYkQxwjI/AAAAAAAABlI/2ZgQ3p3Udq0/s400/TPTC.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Session 1 - Keeping the End in Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Understanding the Transition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Building Strong Relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Session 2 - Meeting Our Teenagers' Needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Five Love Languages for Teenagers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Effective Communication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Session 3 - Setting Boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Letting Go Gradually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Encouraging Responsibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Session 4 - Developing Emotional Health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Handling Anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Resolving Conflict and Handling Stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Session 5 - Helping Them Make Good Choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Giving a Longer Perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Equipping Our Teenagers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-4776925634118290683?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4776925634118290683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=4776925634118290683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4776925634118290683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4776925634118290683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/10/tpcc-tptc.html' title='TPCC &amp; TPTC'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jDYZFpa5DqE/TobsZCUEEiI/AAAAAAAABlg/F-vtJhDAgq4/s72-c/SAM_1800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-3327855743588780102</id><published>2011-09-25T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T21:02:43.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today is my nephew, Kah Wee's birthday. So after church and Sunday school we accompanied my mum to my brother's home in Taman Jurong just to have a simple meal and celebration with his family. It was also a time to catch up on the happenings in their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vY9vXdTHXMQ/Tn8kRFxJftI/AAAAAAAABk4/zRbYq2hQJGw/s1600/Photo0299a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656279533025328850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vY9vXdTHXMQ/Tn8kRFxJftI/AAAAAAAABk4/zRbYq2hQJGw/s400/Photo0299a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; How time flies! This year Kah Wee is doing his GCE 'O' level. We wished him academic success and good health in his formative years, and that the family will stay strong and closely knitted in these uncertain times that we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-3327855743588780102?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3327855743588780102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=3327855743588780102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3327855743588780102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3327855743588780102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vY9vXdTHXMQ/Tn8kRFxJftI/AAAAAAAABk4/zRbYq2hQJGw/s72-c/Photo0299a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-4716365357418301830</id><published>2011-09-24T20:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T20:50:02.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CM Camp 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This year, our Chinese Ministry (CM) had its church camp at the Le Grandeur Palm Resort in Johor, Malaysia, from September 6-9 (this post was kinda dated as we needed the photos from the camp committee to be released).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g3x1IQ6kXSw/Tn8eyG4eE6I/AAAAAAAABkw/2mb1Vus8fSk/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656273503190389666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g3x1IQ6kXSw/Tn8eyG4eE6I/AAAAAAAABkw/2mb1Vus8fSk/s400/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; It was quite a nice place, considering it took only about an hour's journey and surprisingly was not as crowded when we were there, except for the last day when we checked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nRFFZxGpFmo/Tn8eyJAUflI/AAAAAAAABko/Y7yy2f0r--Q/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656273503760186962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nRFFZxGpFmo/Tn8eyJAUflI/AAAAAAAABko/Y7yy2f0r--Q/s400/002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The food was standard buffet style for breakfast, lunch and dinner. A sumptuous spread that really spoilt us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDr4dSzzmWY/Tn8ex9BuqFI/AAAAAAAABkg/ADObUFzp0lY/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656273500544870482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDr4dSzzmWY/Tn8ex9BuqFI/AAAAAAAABkg/ADObUFzp0lY/s400/003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course, there's the usual activities that's the norm for any church camp: worship singing in the morning, camp theme messages by the guest speaker (pastor Lim Kok Heng), group discussions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXH5tD_exWs/Tn8expJGqKI/AAAAAAAABkY/tx1rbMAFT0o/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656273495207094434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXH5tD_exWs/Tn8expJGqKI/AAAAAAAABkY/tx1rbMAFT0o/s400/004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...some exercises and games, morning and afternoon tea breaks, movie on the last evening, and free time in betweens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dJBv9EOKFpk/Tn8exulWqXI/AAAAAAAABkQ/2qzps7xU4l8/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656273496667761010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dJBv9EOKFpk/Tn8exulWqXI/AAAAAAAABkQ/2qzps7xU4l8/s400/005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's also a time of bonding too as we interact with one another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656272891514692114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EFnuo57juik/Tn8eOgNnohI/AAAAAAAABkA/lBN_gQ5NmXA/s400/006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As for the kids, they had their fun too with handicrafts, games, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656272890677570802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--6ULtOjHnA0/Tn8eOdGCLPI/AAAAAAAABj4/5b-PMg7FGyQ/s400/007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Some light moments during meals did make the food even more appetizing, don't you agree? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656272886901650834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJUZ6oF84LQ/Tn8eOPByNZI/AAAAAAAABjw/-qmaN-XIrpU/s400/008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And what is a church camp without a group photo to leave us with some good memories?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656272863797395170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6lPs2Qpc8EI/Tn8eM49TPuI/AAAAAAAABjo/w6P8sIqPIzA/s400/009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's a special shot for Bernice and Queenie in the Dance of the Butterflies (no guessing who's the butterfly and who's the moth in this picture, haha...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656273241660702770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qfxWcrBjYBc/Tn8ei4m7wDI/AAAAAAAABkI/vkk1hy68zI4/s400/010.jpg" /&gt;We really look forward to going to the church camp next year...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-4716365357418301830?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4716365357418301830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=4716365357418301830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4716365357418301830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4716365357418301830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/09/cm-camp-2011.html' title='CM Camp 2011'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g3x1IQ6kXSw/Tn8eyG4eE6I/AAAAAAAABkw/2mb1Vus8fSk/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-6699439962506995555</id><published>2011-09-04T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T21:44:49.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IDMC 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The IDMC Conference 2011 (Sept 1-3) was a much anticipated event in the Christian communities in Singapore. It was a yearly event which saw even delegates of churches from different parts of the world converging. This year's theme: Cultivating Your Inner Life had almost 2,500 participants from churches from 17 countries, to full seating capacity in the Covenant Evangelical Free Church (CEFC) venue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648486831906168994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rFwXEKbW2vQ/TmN02L49IKI/AAAAAAAABjQ/iobe8_UfqhA/s400/IDMC%2B2011.jpg" /&gt;Though the logistics to host such a mega-event is a big undertaking, CEFC had drawn on years of organising it to ensure that every detail is taken care of, from seating arrangements to ferrying the masses, traffic controls (even the Cisco police are enlisted!), ushers, lift attendances, conference materials, meals (tea breaks and lunch), tentage, mobile toilets, audio-visuals, worship musicians and leaders, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; In total, 613 volunteers from CEFC were mobilized!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;From what I've heard, the tickets were sold out last year even before the conference ended! Thankfully our marriage mentors were able to secure 10 tickets at the last moment, and we were offered the opportunity to attend for the first time. Seating in the main sanctuary (levels 2 and 3) is $160.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648486826106409170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BTLgHEDS4dU/TmN012SL0NI/AAAAAAAABjA/zkpmvbgjlPE/s400/SAM_1732.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We opted for the video seating ($90) which was hosted in the two chapels on level 4, with a seating capacity of 400 each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648486599078842754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zoUn43gdiG8/TmN0ooimEYI/AAAAAAAABi4/Kdj4WJ7EFng/s400/SAM_1728.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Besides the 7 plenaries, there were also 2 workshops (day 2 and 3) which you could choose on a first come first serve basis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648486833781469570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfhGVId4k08/TmN02S4D8YI/AAAAAAAABjY/ai8hEWptpDQ/s400/IDMC%2BWorkshop.jpg" /&gt;CEFC was so well organised they even had different color wrist bands for different workshops to facilitate easy identification!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648486593581553922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5F-yw-TgR0s/TmN0oUD8GQI/AAAAAAAABiw/G_OiyI-fFD8/s400/SAM_1725.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The main speakers this year were CEFC senior pastor, Edmund Chan (EC), and guest speaker Randy Pope (RP) of Perimeter Church in North Atlanta, USA. Conference schedule:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Plenary Session 1: Cultivating Intimacy with God (EC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Plenary Session 2: Inner Peace by Experiencing Glory added to Glory (RP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Plenary Session 3: The Crisis of Spirituality (EC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Workshop 1: Cultivating the Spiritual Disciplines (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KT attended&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Workshop 2: Preventing Burn-out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Workshop 3: The Art of Spiritual Direction (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bernice&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Plenary Session 4: Eight Obstacles to Cultivating Spirituality (EC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Plenary Session 5: Inner Peace by Understanding Grace and Truth (RP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Plenary Session 6: Five Key Processes in Spiritual Formation (EC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Workshop 4: The Practice of Spiritual Friendship (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KT and Bernice&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Workshop 5: Transformational Strategy in a Disciple-making Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Workshop 6: The Pastor as a Disciple Trainer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Plenary Session 7: A Theology of Restedness (EC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648486594070368914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OX0OJEML59s/TmN0oV4e0pI/AAAAAAAABio/fCoNxlGrryw/s400/SAM_1724.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In between tea breaks and lunch, the participants were given the opportunity to buy audio, video CDs/DVDs and books which contain helpful resources on various aspects of the Christian life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648486832387900882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pW6dhLyCjaY/TmN02NrzxdI/AAAAAAAABjI/8tCYnH6Z9Wc/s400/SAM_1739.jpg" /&gt;The tentage where lunch meals and breaks were taken was adjacent to the CEFC compound, and was certainly large enough to handle the large crowds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648486588862413330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u678DgvFcsQ/TmN0oCezuhI/AAAAAAAABig/_F-c7QOWWKo/s400/SAM_1723.jpg" /&gt;Here's our marriage mentors, Royston and his wife Sin Yow, sharing a short break moment with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t8OnJFwTCRg/TmN0nz9OcUI/AAAAAAAABiY/-SPrpsJ4QYw/s1600/SAM_1722.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648486584963461442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t8OnJFwTCRg/TmN0nz9OcUI/AAAAAAAABiY/-SPrpsJ4QYw/s400/SAM_1722.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So what's our take on this IDMC Conference. One phrase sums it all: Life-Changing! We went away revitalised and challenged to commit ourselves to building a close relationship with Jesus Christ on this redemptive journey which God has called us to travel in and with Him. We're glad we came!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-6699439962506995555?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6699439962506995555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=6699439962506995555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6699439962506995555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6699439962506995555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/09/idmc-2011.html' title='IDMC 2011'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rFwXEKbW2vQ/TmN02L49IKI/AAAAAAAABjQ/iobe8_UfqhA/s72-c/IDMC%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-8048586457157828596</id><published>2011-08-26T18:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T22:04:43.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bintan Lagoon Resort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just came back from our short getaway in Bintan Lagoon Resort from Aug 24-26. It was something we looked forward and planned for second half of this year. We're up early, taking the MRT to Tanah Merah followed by bus service 35 to the ferry terminal (TMFT), where we checked in and had our breakfast before boarding the 11am ferry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645510219228030514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H0jk-R_CcGI/TljhohjspjI/AAAAAAAABiA/L_8ICiomeOE/s400/0-Terminal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There's a wealth of informtion about Bintan and its tourist attraction spots while in the waiting area, including these cute souvenirs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645510218449111378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lZmG3c7Vo3w/Tljhoep_SVI/AAAAAAAABh4/1KfrIVNKQvQ/s400/1-Souvenirs.jpg" /&gt;Bernice wanted a beach hat to wear at the beach resort so I bought her one. Looks good on her, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645510217458319634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ezDVm_PNN_g/Tljhoa9xARI/AAAAAAAABhw/ibeICOcRUis/s400/2-Hat.jpg" /&gt;The ferry took about 45 minutes to reach the Bintan jetty. Though we opted for the weekdays non-peak period, there were still quite a lot of tourists, which shows just how popular Bintan is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645510211444798162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFnxLGLB-Pg/TljhoEkB8tI/AAAAAAAABho/yVF-lWsbSGE/s400/3-Ferry.jpg" /&gt;Upon arrival (15 min coach journey), we were greeted by dancers performing their cultural welcome dance. Here's one beautifully adorned dancer (they have different outfits for different days) posing with Bernice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645510210002220770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTBNIALwn3w/Tljhn_MF9uI/AAAAAAAABhg/nieszlQK3HA/s400/4-Welcome.jpg" /&gt;We've heard that the meals in Bintan resorts are quite expensive (they charge everything in SGD!), so we decided to stock up a fair supply for our dinner meals and in-betweens (compare that with the standard snacks above which is minimum S$5 a piece): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645510085281018322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CBsnvnqbLMs/TljhgukPcdI/AAAAAAAABhY/tRBeWUNWaZg/s400/5-Food.jpg" /&gt;Bintan Lagoon Resort is the largest among the many resorts in the island, boasting an 18-hole golf course, a beautiful beach in the Lagoi Bay, dining and shopping facilities, gym and leisure centre, and two large swimming pools... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645510078342755986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nLz0Wt9EO9g/TljhgUuB9pI/AAAAAAAABhQ/vxYbivOkwlQ/s400/6-Pool.jpg" /&gt;Here's Bernice at the other pool with dual slides (left and right) in the background: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645510073362738354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVx0HZJEx2M/TljhgCKs7LI/AAAAAAAABhI/YGlC7D7lRoM/s400/7-Bridge.jpg" /&gt;There are two wings (east and west) with different types of suites and deluxe rooms, as well as villas for large families. We opted for a high floor sea-facing room (5054) which was at the West Wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645510073902727650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HpYhADLzyyw/TljhgELcgeI/AAAAAAAABhA/L5QY3tEaCR0/s400/8-Chalets.jpg" /&gt;Our first activity on the first day was archery. It was a short drive to the shooting range which is just beside the golf driving range. At S$9.90 a pax, we're each given a bow and 20 arrows to practice on our own time. I may be bilingual, but Bernice is definitely ambidexterity (see how she uses both left and right hand shooting style?):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645526939510941314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--5lpPUpZG-Q/Tljw1xdypoI/AAAAAAAABiI/IO8VGcjPQ5Y/s400/9-Archery.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jGXckNcq4rE/Tljhfxu1D-I/AAAAAAAABg4/h21FX2wvIx0/s1600/9-Archery.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The next morning, we took a bus ride to Pasar Oleh Oleh, where you can shop for local handicrafts and souvenirs at a slightly cheaper price, and enjoy Indonesian massage at much lower prices than in the resorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645509952980168386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xlMB-PvmTEs/TljhZBtQrsI/AAAAAAAABgw/g-REj_3rX60/s400/10-Pasar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice saw this wishing well and decided to make a wish, but I doubt it'll come true since she forgot to throw in a coin. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645509951696352242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxL3s_3qdmQ/TljhY87LM_I/AAAAAAAABgo/9E-zUOAzYWs/s400/11-Well.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course, not forgetting one of my favourite animals, which Bernice would be more than happy to pull off the whiskers - if they grow on my cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645509946923374802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BBgccaDwAro/TljhYrJNWNI/AAAAAAAABgg/RN27aaPaEPw/s400/12-Cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And what is a beach resort holiday without beach photos? Here's four:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645509947500702450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FWQVI1RYLn4/TljhYtS2qvI/AAAAAAAABgY/wowUXNZu_kE/s400/13-Beach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and another four:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645526940780997266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-76QlnwuUSaE/Tljw12MmKpI/AAAAAAAABiQ/cUMV5zpamyU/s400/14-Beach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice made a wish at the well to have a car, but with COE costing $50k... she'll have to be content to settle for a buggy (at least it doesn't pollute as much!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ik5dZkegpM/TljhLtzN-5I/AAAAAAAABgI/A3XluhefWB8/s1600/15-Buggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645509724298148754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ik5dZkegpM/TljhLtzN-5I/AAAAAAAABgI/A3XluhefWB8/s400/15-Buggy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How about a game of snooker for a relax afternoon? You can be sure Bernice used her ambidexterity ability to her advantage again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WIk4mfLvnA4/TljhLv7TEZI/AAAAAAAABgA/cn-_Jfs_S-A/s1600/16-Snooker.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645509724868907410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WIk4mfLvnA4/TljhLv7TEZI/AAAAAAAABgA/cn-_Jfs_S-A/s400/16-Snooker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Feeding the koi's can be an enjoyable thing to do too, with added therapeutic benefits for stressed up city dwellers like us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B4V3xl5CxFA/TljhLd_0bnI/AAAAAAAABf4/5nB3oQP9grs/s1600/17-Koi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645509720056032882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B4V3xl5CxFA/TljhLd_0bnI/AAAAAAAABf4/5nB3oQP9grs/s400/17-Koi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Breakfast at the resort's Kopi-O restaurant can be fun if you know how to put in a bit of creativity and imagination. It's an international thing - I mean the breakfast spread...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gls-huNmBRc/TljhLABMIFI/AAAAAAAABfw/HfLpNw8N2jQ/s1600/18-Donuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645509712008716370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gls-huNmBRc/TljhLABMIFI/AAAAAAAABfw/HfLpNw8N2jQ/s400/18-Donuts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On the last day, we made some friends from Hong Kong too! From left to right: Calvin and his wife Vanessa, Anson their son and his girlfriend Gian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645509714843911746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FuQPrPZEZSM/TljhLKlJxkI/AAAAAAAABfo/3NRafAkG4MA/s400/19-Friends.jpg" /&gt;It was a short but wonderful trip that will become part of our memories for years to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-8048586457157828596?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8048586457157828596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=8048586457157828596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8048586457157828596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8048586457157828596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/08/bintan-lagoon-resort.html' title='Bintan Lagoon Resort'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H0jk-R_CcGI/TljhohjspjI/AAAAAAAABiA/L_8ICiomeOE/s72-c/0-Terminal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-959440714482212817</id><published>2011-08-20T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T22:26:54.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry Birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today is SIM Member's Day 2011 and as usual, we've registered for three of the talks in advanced. What's unusal though, was after the first talk, while we were walking over to the open podium where the make-shift stalls were, we saw some kids throwing what looked like flurry balls of bird heads into the air. KT's immediate reaction was one of excitement as he exclaimed, "Angry birds...!" and hastened his footsteps to search for the stall that offered these stuff toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When he finally located it, he picked up the remaining three types (the white and blue colored ones were all sold out, unfortunately for him) and bought four (two red, one yellow, one black).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLPFku54_i8/Tk-_Myqj3KI/AAAAAAAABfY/4NWWXxjR8H4/s1600/SAM_1528.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642939084598140066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLPFku54_i8/Tk-_Myqj3KI/AAAAAAAABfY/4NWWXxjR8H4/s400/SAM_1528.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; "I'm sure your nieces* would love 'em," KT remarked gleefully. "Why did you buy four?" I protested, to which he replied without skipping a beat, "One is for me mah!" At this, the sales girl serving us laughed knowingly. Sigh! that's my big kid hubby... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;* Our readers who've read our earlier posts would've know my three nieces Vera, Athena and Meagan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-959440714482212817?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/959440714482212817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=959440714482212817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/959440714482212817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/959440714482212817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/08/angry-birds.html' title='Angry Birds'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLPFku54_i8/Tk-_Myqj3KI/AAAAAAAABfY/4NWWXxjR8H4/s72-c/SAM_1528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-3697269611169659056</id><published>2011-08-07T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T21:35:29.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tandoori Chicken and Pappadam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Can't believe my eyes what's laid out on the dining table tonight... Northern Indian cuisine with a touch of Western sides (broccoli soup, not shown in the photos)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWCIz7eHavs/Tj6QRqhmW8I/AAAAAAAABfQ/pOJQmEX2eCk/s1600/SAM_1408.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638102416661830594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWCIz7eHavs/Tj6QRqhmW8I/AAAAAAAABfQ/pOJQmEX2eCk/s400/SAM_1408.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Bernice was quite secretive when I asked her earlier what's for dinner. "Something different lah! But hor, must get all the ingredients first..." she said with glee. Right after our afternoon fellowship meeting in church, she began busying herself in the kitchen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;An hour or so later, I heard the usual "Dinner's ready!" and what greeted my eyes made me salivate with joy and appetite. On one serving plate were 15 pieces of pappadam (indian crackers), one bowl of tandoori chicken, one glass bowl with a mix salad of japanese cucumbers, mango cubes, onion strips and coriander bits, and a small bowl of yoghurt with mint leaf bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;See how colorful and tantalizing these ingredients all adds up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ksEC9PxU0Pk/Tj6QQ9uANaI/AAAAAAAABfI/eQUIdRXOx_A/s1600/SAM_1413.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638102404634260898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ksEC9PxU0Pk/Tj6QQ9uANaI/AAAAAAAABfI/eQUIdRXOx_A/s400/SAM_1413.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Verdict: Nalle Ruchi Undu (delicious!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-3697269611169659056?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3697269611169659056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=3697269611169659056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3697269611169659056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3697269611169659056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/08/tandoori-chicken-and-pappadam.html' title='Tandoori Chicken and Pappadam'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWCIz7eHavs/Tj6QRqhmW8I/AAAAAAAABfQ/pOJQmEX2eCk/s72-c/SAM_1408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-300449183591398220</id><published>2011-08-06T17:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T21:12:50.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Hole to Hokkien</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This morning we went to the Maxwell Road food market for our breakfast. After our meal, we decided to take a walk to Raffles Place MRT. While walking along the shop houses in South Bridge Road, I accidentally hit my right shoulder against one of the old mailbox which left a hole on my T-shirt. Well, guess it is now downgraded to home-wear status...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638094847828640258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZP7zt5k-_A/Tj6JZGbJQgI/AAAAAAAABeg/827jQPibxt4/s400/SAM_1406.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Somewhere along the Nankin Row of shop houses, we saw this rather narrow walkway which in our estimate, only permits slim people to go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638094850011982242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Guic20Bvps4/Tj6JZOjsaaI/AAAAAAAABeo/_SRGl_vgbkw/s400/Photo0271s.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Immediately after that, right across Fook Hai Building, we noticed a street named Upper Hokkien Street. "Wonder if the people who stay there are all hokkiens," Bernice asked. "Maybe in the past, but now with so many foreigners, who knows?" I casually remarked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638099830402035346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j2MAwcGwOCQ/Tj6N7H9NrpI/AAAAAAAABfA/rxO97ynvl-0/s400/Photo0272s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No matter. It was a good morning out for a change from the usual Saturday norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-300449183591398220?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/300449183591398220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=300449183591398220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/300449183591398220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/300449183591398220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/08/from-hole-to-hokkien.html' title='From Hole to Hokkien'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZP7zt5k-_A/Tj6JZGbJQgI/AAAAAAAABeg/827jQPibxt4/s72-c/SAM_1406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-2876194579601127220</id><published>2011-08-01T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T21:52:38.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-A-M</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Recently we bought some Thai coconut jelly from the West Coast market as dessert treat for one of our home meetings. After consuming, we thoroughly cleaned and dried the coconut shells and kept it on one of the bookshelves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday after church, KT bought another eight of these, intending to bring it over to my mum's place for a dessert treat after dinner. While looking at the empty shells, suddenly his creative juice started to flow and he took out his white board markers and painted these cute faces on one side:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GigjFBCmQ1M/Tjaog4gXYwI/AAAAAAAABeY/gSFG24Yq5cU/s1600/SAM_1403.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635877266578170626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GigjFBCmQ1M/Tjaog4gXYwI/AAAAAAAABeY/gSFG24Yq5cU/s400/SAM_1403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and wrote the names of my nieces on the back:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RatGBNLb7dg/Tjaog-zi1QI/AAAAAAAABeQ/gHNf4L1srnI/s1600/SAM_1399.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635877268269225218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RatGBNLb7dg/Tjaog-zi1QI/AAAAAAAABeQ/gHNf4L1srnI/s400/SAM_1399.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's kinda hard to show the names in full because of the contour surfaces, so I'll fill our readers in: (from right to left) Vera, Athena* and Meagan. Now you know what V-A-M stands for, don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, the girls were really delighted with the surprise as well as the dessert treat, and they finished quite a few of them, not just because it was yummy, but I suspected that they too have similar ideas in their little brains, which we'll probably find out on our next visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Seems like KT's artistic flair had the girls going COLD-COLD-NUT... pronounce with a HK accent and it would be simply perfect! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;* KT gave me the honour to write one of my nieces name, knowing that I'm not as good in arts, and I really appreciated to be able to contribute my small part in this project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-2876194579601127220?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2876194579601127220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=2876194579601127220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2876194579601127220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2876194579601127220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/08/v-m.html' title='V-A-M'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GigjFBCmQ1M/Tjaog4gXYwI/AAAAAAAABeY/gSFG24Yq5cU/s72-c/SAM_1403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-5901986204948952339</id><published>2011-07-30T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T12:06:40.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom Kha Gai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Quite some time back, Bernice enrolled for a session on Thai cooking. Finally, she decided to put what she'd learnt to good use tonight for our dinner meal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--RmFc4i7in0/TjTSPNN_p4I/AAAAAAAABeI/9ANoSym9bck/s1600/SAM_1389.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635360192435562370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--RmFc4i7in0/TjTSPNN_p4I/AAAAAAAABeI/9ANoSym9bck/s400/SAM_1389.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; This dish, called Tom Kha Gai (Kai), is literally chicken galangal soup, a spicy hot soup in both Thai and Laos cuisine. It is made with coconut milk (Bernice squeezed it herself), galangal (a kind of blue ginger from Laos), lemon grass, mushrooms, kaffir (I called it garfield) lime leaf and chicken. Bernice decided not to add green chilli as the galangal should give the soup it's level of spicyness that we could take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Verdict? Envy me... slurp! slurp! (grin!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-5901986204948952339?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5901986204948952339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=5901986204948952339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/5901986204948952339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/5901986204948952339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/tom-kha-gai.html' title='Tom Kha Gai'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--RmFc4i7in0/TjTSPNN_p4I/AAAAAAAABeI/9ANoSym9bck/s72-c/SAM_1389.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-776723767235062732</id><published>2011-07-30T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T20:18:27.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Croissant, and On, and On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Since embarking on the Love Singapore's 40-day devotion cum prayer in my morning regime, we hardly had breakfast at home before setting off to work like we used to. This Saturday morning, however, Bernice was busy in the kitchen while I was praying in the guest room, and when I finally opened the door, what greeted me on the dining table was this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGTv2TwHWkM/TjPTnqCWZrI/AAAAAAAABeA/-07mfWXA3Ek/s1600/SAM_1384.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635080237023127218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGTv2TwHWkM/TjPTnqCWZrI/AAAAAAAABeA/-07mfWXA3Ek/s400/SAM_1384.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; It is true as what Jesus said, that man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds out of the mouth of God (Matthew 4:4). The croissant is certainly no average bread to me, and the butterheads, &lt;em&gt;tom-mush-on&lt;/em&gt; omelette and avocado paste, topped with a glass of fresh orange juice more than made up for a hearty breakfast meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And that is definitely something to give thanks about! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-776723767235062732?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/776723767235062732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=776723767235062732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/776723767235062732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/776723767235062732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/life-croissant-and-on-and-on.html' title='Life Croissant, and On, and On...'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGTv2TwHWkM/TjPTnqCWZrI/AAAAAAAABeA/-07mfWXA3Ek/s72-c/SAM_1384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-6019719002829613650</id><published>2011-07-26T15:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T21:00:48.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vinnie Vidi Vici</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just having some fun with a play of words from Julius Caesar's famous latin quote: "Veni (I came), vidi (I saw), vici (I conquered)." How so? Why's that? (a strange Singaporean rendition that even had me baffled but read on and it'll make sense.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last night, we were invited together with the rest of the advisors* by Vinnie (director of Alpha Singapore) to her home for a thanksgiving dinner on the recent success of the pastors TMC conference, advisors' dinner cum training with Nicky and Sila, and also the Relationship Central Conference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633644603659449250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-15mRojJyMvs/Ti656y_q86I/AAAAAAAABd4/rUdCmlpaS6A/s400/Vinnie1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Besides the wonderful dinner and dessert, Vinnie also briefed us on the feedbacks from the various events that transpired. Each couple was then given an opportunity to recount their journey of love and marriage, which was really nice and heart-warming. We closed with a time of worship, praise and prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So in our case, it would have been: "Vinnie (we came - to Vinnie's), vidi (we saw - the sumptuous spread), vici (we conquered - the food, that is)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;* In the picture: Fred (Flintstone) and Vinnie, Barry and Mei Wai, Philip and Choo Hong, Gareth and Theresa, Andrew, Derick, and us. Unfortunately, George and Pam were not around when the photo was taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-6019719002829613650?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6019719002829613650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=6019719002829613650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6019719002829613650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6019719002829613650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/vinnie-vidi-vici.html' title='Vinnie Vidi Vici'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-15mRojJyMvs/Ti656y_q86I/AAAAAAAABd4/rUdCmlpaS6A/s72-c/Vinnie1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-8272604800321827529</id><published>2011-07-23T18:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T18:24:45.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judith's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today, Bernice and I attended her long-time ex-ZGM friend, Judith's wedding, which was held in the Covenant Evangelical Free Church at Woodlands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6D2jWRfgBc4/Tiqf9C5bmQI/AAAAAAAABdo/mqcbNGXtPPw/s1600/SAM_1368.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632490155078818050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6D2jWRfgBc4/Tiqf9C5bmQI/AAAAAAAABdo/mqcbNGXtPPw/s400/SAM_1368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Here's the newly wed exchanging marriage vows. It's a reminder to us married couples of the vows we've made to our spouses too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f2y8EaYoOl8/Tiqf9EsC5BI/AAAAAAAABdg/hSlG4dP51qg/s1600/SAM_1372.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632490155559543826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f2y8EaYoOl8/Tiqf9EsC5BI/AAAAAAAABdg/hSlG4dP51qg/s400/SAM_1372.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; The tea reception was the same caterer as the one we engaged for our church wedding too - Smiling Orchid. I loved the dried laksa noodles and the dessert spread, especially the tiramisu pudding...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was also a good time to catch up with some good friends for Bernice on such a memorable occasion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-8272604800321827529?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8272604800321827529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=8272604800321827529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8272604800321827529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8272604800321827529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/judiths-wedding.html' title='Judith&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6D2jWRfgBc4/Tiqf9C5bmQI/AAAAAAAABdo/mqcbNGXtPPw/s72-c/SAM_1368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-1230243277458725434</id><published>2011-07-21T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T21:27:43.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Club @ Taka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This evening, Bernice and I met up at Taka after work for an evening out. We decided on Coffee Club at level 3 just beside Kinokuniya. It so happened that they're offering a 1-for-1 on Pastas &amp;amp; Rice or Sandwiches. We found a window seat and without realizing it, ordered what was featured on the promotional poster after looking at the menu: House Luscious Club sandwiches and Skipper's Delight Penne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qs-L0wKpM9o/TiqZbB08s3I/AAAAAAAABdQ/mMYl49owrn8/s1600/CoffeClub.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632482973606261618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qs-L0wKpM9o/TiqZbB08s3I/AAAAAAAABdQ/mMYl49owrn8/s400/CoffeClub.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; After dinner, we did a little shopping at the departmental store before breaking for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-1230243277458725434?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1230243277458725434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=1230243277458725434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/1230243277458725434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/1230243277458725434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/coffee-club-taka.html' title='Coffee Club @ Taka'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qs-L0wKpM9o/TiqZbB08s3I/AAAAAAAABdQ/mMYl49owrn8/s72-c/CoffeClub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-3339256873740723749</id><published>2011-07-19T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T21:13:53.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rooster Tells Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Stopped by Thomson Plaza on the way home and went to the Astoria shop to look for something to surprise Bernice. Saw this particular clock with a rooster and country home setting, with wooden frames that kinda match our living room feature wall:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nuGlmFqTpPc/TibRTZ0iXxI/AAAAAAAABdI/JvZLBulionw/s1600/SAM_1352.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631418515352346386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nuGlmFqTpPc/TibRTZ0iXxI/AAAAAAAABdI/JvZLBulionw/s400/SAM_1352.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Bernice was kinda curious when she saw me carrying the wrapped parcel but I simply kept mum. While she was in the bathroom, I quickly took the clock out and hung it in place of the plain old clock, and went about doing my things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It wasn't long before Bernice noticed the change and let out her usual laughter of joy. She remarked that flowers design would be nice but the rooster will do just fine, coz it's the thought that counts. I told her there isn't any design with flowers of that sort, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How much did it cost me? $38 nett.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-3339256873740723749?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3339256873740723749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=3339256873740723749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3339256873740723749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3339256873740723749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/rooster-tells-time.html' title='Rooster Tells Time'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nuGlmFqTpPc/TibRTZ0iXxI/AAAAAAAABdI/JvZLBulionw/s72-c/SAM_1352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-9198425904484716015</id><published>2011-07-16T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T18:28:45.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotable Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On marriage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A good marriage requires the determination to be married for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On sensibility:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our five senses are incomplete without the sixth - a sense of humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On parenthood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You can get children off your lap, but you can never get them out of your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-9198425904484716015?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/9198425904484716015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=9198425904484716015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/9198425904484716015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/9198425904484716015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/quotable-quotes.html' title='Quotable Quotes'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-3330728198297070890</id><published>2011-07-09T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T20:20:51.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship Central Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This Saturday morning we were up early as we needed to help out in the Relationship Central Conference (RCC) organised by Alpha Singapore at the Bethesda Bedok-Tampines Church (BBTC). The Bible Church turned out in strong support with 10 couples to volunteer as ushers and carpark marshals. The attendance was quite good with about 200 participants from various churches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zU24writrDc/ThhCdotrmmI/AAAAAAAABcw/lDRTiYovf-0/s1600/Photo0255s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627320811312093794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zU24writrDc/ThhCdotrmmI/AAAAAAAABcw/lDRTiYovf-0/s400/Photo0255s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; The speakers, Nicky and Sila Lee, are from Holy Trinity Brompton (HTB) in UK. They were here to introduce the four courses they've put together to address the different stages of family life: The Marriage Preparation Course (TMPC), &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Marriage Course (TMC)&lt;/span&gt;, The Parenting for Children Course (TPCC) and The Parenting for Teenages Course (TPTC). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LAsP4_xmYww/ThhCdc-YzCI/AAAAAAAABco/hR07ec44nKQ/s1600/Photo0258s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627320808160939042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LAsP4_xmYww/ThhCdc-YzCI/AAAAAAAABco/hR07ec44nKQ/s400/Photo0258s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here are part of the A-team ("A" as in Ask anything - though we may not have all the Answers, but hey, we'd try our best...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hp5wQTfYuI/ThhCdFyY6eI/AAAAAAAABcg/OIJ2X8mnKDk/s1600/Photo0261s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627320801936599522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hp5wQTfYuI/ThhCdFyY6eI/AAAAAAAABcg/OIJ2X8mnKDk/s400/Photo0261s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and of course, not forgetting a group photo with the guest speakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ggNuvBxXMKk/ThhCdLms9wI/AAAAAAAABcY/KlaWjSobnfA/s1600/Photo0263s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627320803498194690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ggNuvBxXMKk/ThhCdLms9wI/AAAAAAAABcY/KlaWjSobnfA/s400/Photo0263s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was a good conference. In fact, Bernice and I had the opportunity to go up stage to be interviewed by Nicky, just like what we saw in the TMC videos which we've attended more than a year ago (you can read it &lt;a href="http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2009/11/marriage-course.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), and had helped as one of the support couples in two runs of the program thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We're sure that many more couples like us will be inspired to start running these courses in their own churches, and that many marriages and families will thus benefit and be enriched as a result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-3330728198297070890?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3330728198297070890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=3330728198297070890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3330728198297070890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3330728198297070890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/relationship-central-conference.html' title='Relationship Central Conference'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zU24writrDc/ThhCdotrmmI/AAAAAAAABcw/lDRTiYovf-0/s72-c/Photo0255s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-3383997458007812466</id><published>2011-07-08T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T21:04:19.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Kitchen Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The previous owner of our home had installed a wooden bi-fold door that was rather worn down and unsightly, so we told our then contractor to remove it altogether. We've lived with a kitchen without door for more than two years, and whenever Bernice cooks a meal, we'll need to move the clothes that are washed and lined up in the living room somewhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After a while this routine gets into us and that's when we began to think of installing a kitchen door. We've looked at a number of options on the market but none seems to fit well in our home setting. That's when we saw an advertisement on TV about this locally designed and made Pd Doors, a slide and open concept that readily appealed to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And so I booked a day for the sales person to come down and take measurements to decide how much it would cost to install one at our kitchen. We've also decided on the color and design to match our kitchen cabinet. That was two weeks ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today, I took leave to supervise the installation, which took less than an hour (the fabrication took about 10 days though because of the tempered glass windows). And we're proud to show it to our readers now, in stages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fully closed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cnp2XyHRnjk/ThbEuDyFnbI/AAAAAAAABcQ/T66kULEWDqM/s1600/SAM_1346.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626901080014429618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cnp2XyHRnjk/ThbEuDyFnbI/AAAAAAAABcQ/T66kULEWDqM/s400/SAM_1346.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then Slide opened half-way:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sZNHnUIR-GQ/ThbEtil5O5I/AAAAAAAABcI/EKDshvwFAzI/s1600/SAM_1347.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626901071104916370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sZNHnUIR-GQ/ThbEtil5O5I/AAAAAAAABcI/EKDshvwFAzI/s400/SAM_1347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and finally Swing opened to the right: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eegVyYxiA1k/ThbEtpFzZgI/AAAAAAAABcA/uLlQY0iDp6E/s1600/SAM_1348.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626901072849364482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eegVyYxiA1k/ThbEtpFzZgI/AAAAAAAABcA/uLlQY0iDp6E/s400/SAM_1348.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Neat huh? How much did it cost us, you may be asking. S$549 including installation and silicon sealing works along the edges for a nice and flushed finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ps: For those who might be interested, the pricing is based on the width of the doorway. The standard 800mm toilet door costs about $350-$450 depending on the materials selected. If the doorway is 1000-1200mm, it'll be about the price we paid. Anything beyond 1200mm will be of a different price range.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-3383997458007812466?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3383997458007812466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=3383997458007812466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3383997458007812466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3383997458007812466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-kitchen-door.html' title='New Kitchen Door'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cnp2XyHRnjk/ThbEuDyFnbI/AAAAAAAABcQ/T66kULEWDqM/s72-c/SAM_1346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-7098888948414436182</id><published>2011-07-04T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T12:46:34.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sand Sculpting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The West Coast Plaza is a new revamp from the old Ginza Plaza since it was bought over by the Far East Organization. Under the new management, there's been quite a few fanfares to attract shoppers and diners to this relatively new mall, one of which was this Sand Sculpting exhibition last month:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vJEXqSwcdHU/ThG_rAj0y6I/AAAAAAAABb4/wO6UiZ_OpSI/s1600/Photo0248s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625488155168000930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vJEXqSwcdHU/ThG_rAj0y6I/AAAAAAAABb4/wO6UiZ_OpSI/s400/Photo0248s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You've got to hand it to the pros to come up with such life-like and interesting ideas and designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_w5oHGJCVbQ/ThG_rGZ3kWI/AAAAAAAABbw/dP7XNIntMp0/s1600/Photo0247s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625488156736852322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_w5oHGJCVbQ/ThG_rGZ3kWI/AAAAAAAABbw/dP7XNIntMp0/s400/Photo0247s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Through such creativity and diversity, it's not hard to imagine what you can do with an otherwise ordinary pile of sand indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npKaR8bvnkc/ThG_q74qCyI/AAAAAAAABbo/7zm12nW6GZI/s1600/Photo0246s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625488153913199394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npKaR8bvnkc/ThG_q74qCyI/AAAAAAAABbo/7zm12nW6GZI/s400/Photo0246s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Back to building sand-castle in the air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-7098888948414436182?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7098888948414436182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=7098888948414436182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7098888948414436182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7098888948414436182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/sand-sculpting.html' title='Sand Sculpting'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vJEXqSwcdHU/ThG_rAj0y6I/AAAAAAAABb4/wO6UiZ_OpSI/s72-c/Photo0248s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-8914714175331952186</id><published>2011-07-03T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T12:37:09.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danish Grandeur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday early afternoon, Bernice and I were on our way to a nearby market when we spotted this great dane wearing a pair of sun-shade and sitting beside a tree, looking at its owner who's having his coffee at the hawker centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625487596564834818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1eUByzlnVFs/ThG_Kfmc6gI/AAAAAAAABbg/yX6uFLkRTJc/s400/Photo0250s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A dog's perception of color and vision acuity is about six times poorer than that of human. Talk about looking at the world through colored glasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-8914714175331952186?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8914714175331952186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=8914714175331952186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8914714175331952186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8914714175331952186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/danish-grandeur.html' title='Danish Grandeur'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1eUByzlnVFs/ThG_Kfmc6gI/AAAAAAAABbg/yX6uFLkRTJc/s72-c/Photo0250s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-4043353708755990942</id><published>2011-06-21T17:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T20:00:55.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tooth Fairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A real-life fairy tale that requires patient reading...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Three weeks ago, I had the unfortunate experience of biting into a guava seed, causing my top left second last molar to crack. It was a terrible feeling when the pain shot up the nerve upon impact, causing me to break into a cold sweat. Thinking that the guava seed might have lodged in the broken almagam fillings (and the only tooth with fillings), I frantically tried to dig it out using toothpicks and an opened up metal paper clip but to no avail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The next day I went to the nearby Q &amp;amp; M Dental Clinic to have the molar examined. The dentist told me there's a substantial crack across one side, but she could not find any guava seed. I asked what's the options available. She listed out a few and suggested that I go for root canal treatment follow by crowning. The cost: $1400. I said I needed to think about it and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The next two weeks I did not experience any major discomfort or pain, except for occasional nerve sensation along the left jaw and gum, taking care to eat only soft food (thankfully Bernice altered her menu to cater to my needs) and to chew slowly on the right side of the mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I soon realized that this cannot go on indefinitely and decided to seek a second option. Bernice booked her dentist, Dr Leonard, last Wednesday and I took half day leave for the appointment. After a more thorough examination, he remarked that the outlook wasn't optimistic. As the crack was pretty deep, doing a root canal may cause the molar to give way. Crowning alone is possible but the tooth may not last more than three years. The option would be to extract the molar and make a denture or do an implant. He advised me to take an X-ray a week later to assess the extent of the crack before deciding on the course of action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Meantime, the dentist applied some desensitizing agent around the molar and recommended me Elgydium, a toothpaste gel with fluorinol. However, the intense fluoride formula did the opposite and caused extreme nerve pain that left me awake for more than three hours that night, so much so that I had to sleep in a separate bed to avoid disturbing Bernice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The next few nights I struggled with throbing sensation on the left side of my head whenever I laid down to sleep, and nerve pain when the office aircon is cold. That's it! It'll have to go - I finally decided. So the next appointment (which is today) with Dr Leonard was arranged, and Bernice took leave to accompany me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Seeing my determination, Dr Leonard asked no further question and proceeded to apply some anesthetic cream around the gum of the molar, waited for a while and then applied a series of injections around it. "You'll feel some pressure," he said in a calm tone as the anesthesia begun to take effect. Well, I'll spare you the description and just simply tell you that after 20 minutes the molar was finally out - in four parts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u3rYvYu97TE/TgBezoMmrtI/AAAAAAAABbY/ChEaU87bi2s/s1600/SAM_1340.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620596576015003346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u3rYvYu97TE/TgBezoMmrtI/AAAAAAAABbY/ChEaU87bi2s/s400/SAM_1340.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Was it painful? Nope. But there's certainly a lot of anxiety because this was the second time I went for tooth extraction; the first was during my primary school days, but it was so long ago the distant memory is just a blur...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So where's the tooth fairy, you ask? All this time she's beside me - encouraging, sympathizing, praying, preparing baby (soft) meals and cuddling me. And you know what? I don't have to put my broken molar under my pillow in exchange for gift or money; the tooth fairy is already married to me, and like all fairy tales ending, we live happily ever after (through life's thick and thin, of course!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-4043353708755990942?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4043353708755990942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=4043353708755990942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4043353708755990942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4043353708755990942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-tooth-fairy.html' title='My Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u3rYvYu97TE/TgBezoMmrtI/AAAAAAAABbY/ChEaU87bi2s/s72-c/SAM_1340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-8290310656840018843</id><published>2011-06-13T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T21:18:24.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candle Lamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A few weeks ago, I stopped by Thomson Plaza after work to buy a candle lamp to surprise Bernice for being such a nice wife. She really likes the design that I chose and decided to place it at the sofa table beside the roses. Here's a photo without flash under dim lighting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDg1P4kPwe8/TfYKMHQGukI/AAAAAAAABbQ/WFkWVTEwrOA/s1600/SAM_1322.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617688788412578370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDg1P4kPwe8/TfYKMHQGukI/AAAAAAAABbQ/WFkWVTEwrOA/s400/SAM_1322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; And here's one with the flash on for a clearer but not that romantic effect:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lCNT3_NAQsk/TfYKL9S7eLI/AAAAAAAABbI/UF012_szTlI/s1600/SAM_1325.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617688785740069042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lCNT3_NAQsk/TfYKL9S7eLI/AAAAAAAABbI/UF012_szTlI/s400/SAM_1325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice loves the special ambience created by this new addition in the living room, and I'm sure she'll put the lamp to good use (in a romantic way, that is...grin!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-8290310656840018843?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8290310656840018843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=8290310656840018843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8290310656840018843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8290310656840018843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/candle-lamp.html' title='Candle Lamp'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDg1P4kPwe8/TfYKMHQGukI/AAAAAAAABbQ/WFkWVTEwrOA/s72-c/SAM_1322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-3251587460707882990</id><published>2011-06-11T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T20:56:16.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrabble Reloaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's been a while since we had Scrabble and so Bernice asked if I'd like to play a game. As usual, I took on the challenge, knowing that the outcome's to my favour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jh4DB7hzpU8/TfYHpg4oMII/AAAAAAAABbA/A7lKgUSW_1g/s1600/SAM_1336.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617685994974752898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jh4DB7hzpU8/TfYHpg4oMII/AAAAAAAABbA/A7lKgUSW_1g/s400/SAM_1336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; No surprises: KT - 304, Bernice - 217. All letters used up! Still, I really appreciate Bernice for being so sporting though she knew the chances of winning was probably less than one in ten. After all, love is about companionship and not competition, don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-3251587460707882990?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3251587460707882990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=3251587460707882990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3251587460707882990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3251587460707882990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/scrabble-reloaded.html' title='Scrabble Reloaded'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jh4DB7hzpU8/TfYHpg4oMII/AAAAAAAABbA/A7lKgUSW_1g/s72-c/SAM_1336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-7719429387428921047</id><published>2011-06-03T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T09:05:02.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexicana Extravaganza!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For this evening, Bernice decided to go Mexican with this dish which she came up with: lightly blanched iceberg lettuce and red capsicum with mango slices, decorated with Kettle brand potatoe chips and topped with a rich paste of Guacamole (an avocado-based dip for the chips):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkGImioPPzo/TemDEZspraI/AAAAAAAABa4/i1bwxiTf_Po/s1600/SAM_1320.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614162522134916514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkGImioPPzo/TemDEZspraI/AAAAAAAABa4/i1bwxiTf_Po/s400/SAM_1320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; The verdict: Simply-deliciously nuitritious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-7719429387428921047?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7719429387428921047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=7719429387428921047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7719429387428921047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7719429387428921047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/mexicana-extravaganza.html' title='Mexicana Extravaganza!'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkGImioPPzo/TemDEZspraI/AAAAAAAABa4/i1bwxiTf_Po/s72-c/SAM_1320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-7553077702267426552</id><published>2011-06-03T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T21:19:15.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pastor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As you might have already known, my chinese Pastor Timothy Huang is a tenor and a member of the Charis Singers Society. But what you may not know is that he's also an avid reader of a wide range of literature. So it's no surprise that Jin Yong, the master of chinese martial arts novel is one of his favourite authors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It so happened that I received an sms from him this afternoon, reminding me of the equipping class he's conducting tomorrow morning. What follows was an amusing exchange (in chinese, of course):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TH: 莫忘明早之约，九时半见。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;KT: 好的，不过因为上个礼拜六改期，与我的预约有冲突，必须提早离开，希望见谅。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TH: 不好意思，是我的错。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;KT: 非也、非也！（包不同的口头阐）乐龄布道会，势在必行；我们等得了，年长者不一定等得啊！情有可原...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TH: 哈哈哈，那我要当段誉还是箫峰？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;KT: 那就得看阁下的神通是什么了。依我看，若加了个黄腾卫，天龙八部可要改为九部了，那可是大大的不妙、不妙啊！在下还是先行告辞，明日再到教会与你华山论神学吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TH: 哈哈哈，笑死我了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;KT: 那就来个笑傲（ouch）江湖吧！拜拜了...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, you can't deny that he's one pastor whom you can just be yourself and share a little light moments with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-7553077702267426552?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7553077702267426552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=7553077702267426552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7553077702267426552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7553077702267426552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-pastor.html' title='My Pastor'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-2276152821019093037</id><published>2011-06-02T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T13:14:14.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kungfu Panda 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;With all the rave reviews on this sequel to the famous Kungfu Panda, we decided that it's a good time to go catch the action at Golden Village in Tampines Mall, before paying Bernice's sister and her kids a visit on our day off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6OMbgZw_TWY/TehrztVnjkI/AAAAAAAABas/T2lHHSFOIJY/s1600/Kungfu%2BPanda%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613855471605091906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6OMbgZw_TWY/TehrztVnjkI/AAAAAAAABas/T2lHHSFOIJY/s400/Kungfu%2BPanda%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And you know what? Bernice actually enjoyed the hilarious animation movie as much as I did, even tearing a little during some of the touching moments. I'm sure she's looking forward to the trilogy. It's not a matter of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-2276152821019093037?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2276152821019093037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=2276152821019093037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2276152821019093037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2276152821019093037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/kungfu-panda-2.html' title='Kungfu Panda 2'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6OMbgZw_TWY/TehrztVnjkI/AAAAAAAABas/T2lHHSFOIJY/s72-c/Kungfu%2BPanda%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-8515233479640716354</id><published>2011-05-28T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T21:59:06.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carlton Revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today I accompanied Bernice to Bras Basah Complex to collect her new pair of glasses and to visit the Popular Bookstore and Tecman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Along the way, we passed by the renovated Carlton Hotel with a new wing extension. It's been more than two years since we held our wedding dinner there while the construction work was still on-going. Now that it's completed, we decided to drop in for a look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Much to our delight, the lobby has become bigger and there's this Lotus pond near the reception entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o4Rm3Pj30sg/TeD807Iv-LI/AAAAAAAABac/P4a7EjxUsuY/s1600/Photo0236a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611763121861425330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o4Rm3Pj30sg/TeD807Iv-LI/AAAAAAAABac/P4a7EjxUsuY/s400/Photo0236a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; On the walls are giant dragonflies perching. Bernice doesn't like insects but she's OK with the inanimate type though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9BtcO4emm0/TeD80vgh-WI/AAAAAAAABaU/saXTkc1r6GQ/s1600/Photo0237a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611763118739945826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9BtcO4emm0/TeD80vgh-WI/AAAAAAAABaU/saXTkc1r6GQ/s400/Photo0237a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Outside the new wing, I chanced upon a peculiar bronze sculpture aptly named Birds on a Tree, and posed for a photo. Careful now, don't poo on me, birdies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_RMU_kYtZc/TeD80Vulz1I/AAAAAAAABaM/Eh0uEWKZNBM/s1600/Photo0239a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611763111819595602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_RMU_kYtZc/TeD80Vulz1I/AAAAAAAABaM/Eh0uEWKZNBM/s400/Photo0239a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was quite a relaxing Saturday outing, and we managed to find some books and music/audio CDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-8515233479640716354?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8515233479640716354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=8515233479640716354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8515233479640716354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8515233479640716354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/05/carlton-revisited.html' title='Carlton Revisited'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o4Rm3Pj30sg/TeD807Iv-LI/AAAAAAAABac/P4a7EjxUsuY/s72-c/Photo0236a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-792890845655745642</id><published>2011-05-27T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:09:14.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I is for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This evening, Bernice's eldest niece Isabel dropped by for dinner and to pick up a blazer. She's first year in Polytechnic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-utuKGJxPri4/TeD149MjQPI/AAAAAAAABaE/BWjQN8Nojm4/s1600/SAM_1318.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611755494552322290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-utuKGJxPri4/TeD149MjQPI/AAAAAAAABaE/BWjQN8Nojm4/s400/SAM_1318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Being the doting, caring aunt that she is, Bernice asked Isabel about her preferences a few days earlier and then decided on cajun fish with tomato salsa, lettuce and baked potatoes with herbs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XhWvyrYJhEg/TeD14kF28DI/AAAAAAAABZ8/c2_GWuSrKNY/s1600/SAM_1317.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611755487813365810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XhWvyrYJhEg/TeD14kF28DI/AAAAAAAABZ8/c2_GWuSrKNY/s400/SAM_1317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There's also dessert later on: sliced peach in fruit yougart, with additional blueberries and grapes to go with. It was a good time for Bernice to catch up with her niece's happenings, who has now entered into her teenage phase in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-792890845655745642?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/792890845655745642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=792890845655745642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/792890845655745642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/792890845655745642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/05/isabel.html' title='I is for...'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-utuKGJxPri4/TeD149MjQPI/AAAAAAAABaE/BWjQN8Nojm4/s72-c/SAM_1318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-8350890078240918285</id><published>2011-05-22T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T16:24:13.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIY - Completed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After almost three months of patience and hardwork, we are pleased to announce that the PIY project is completed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I0DW6C53unc/TdjG5CE-edI/AAAAAAAABZ0/XLCcSutI3Qw/s1600/Stage%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609452019002538450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I0DW6C53unc/TdjG5CE-edI/AAAAAAAABZ0/XLCcSutI3Qw/s400/Stage%2B6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Well, there's still one last step before it can be hung up for display, and that is the application of the gloss layer for protection. We're sure it'll look nice and homely in our master bedroom. Hooray!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-8350890078240918285?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8350890078240918285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=8350890078240918285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8350890078240918285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8350890078240918285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/05/piy-completed.html' title='PIY - Completed!'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I0DW6C53unc/TdjG5CE-edI/AAAAAAAABZ0/XLCcSutI3Qw/s72-c/Stage%2B6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-8497889012985127690</id><published>2011-05-20T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T22:59:00.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMSes Ident and Codec</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Youngsters these days seem to be hooked on short form when it comes to emailing, social networking and smsing. Take Bernice's niece Keziah, for example. Recently she wrote a short story entitled &lt;em&gt;The Private Sister's Club&lt;/em&gt; and was excited to let her aunt read it, so she emailed Bernice the script. Guess what? Her emails are full of short form words, such as: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sry (sorry), lyk (like), gtg (got to go), etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And before you know it, Bernice caught the bug. This evening on my way home, she smsed me: "Darling, can you buy some popiah on your way home, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;?" I thot why not go along, and replied: "K. NP. WD." knowing that she'll be having a hard time figuring what these were. True enough, a while later, she reverted: "What? Me cooking."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's what I was waiting for, and gleefully fired my volley: "You cooking, me kooning. WHAT (Wife Home Aung Travelling). NP (No Problem). WD (Will Do).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm sure Bernice will learn fast from such a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;gr8&lt;/span&gt; tutor - her hubby (yours truly!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-8497889012985127690?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8497889012985127690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=8497889012985127690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8497889012985127690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8497889012985127690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/05/smses-ident-and-codec.html' title='SMSes Ident and Codec'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-9169346836787161071</id><published>2011-05-15T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T22:20:51.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Guest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last evening, Bernice received a call from a brother to give a piano accompaniment to a special guest for today's worship service. At first, Bernice declined as she's not rostered to play this Sunday and thought it would not be nice to interject halfway. However, the brother handed over the phone to the guest who happened to be having dinner with him and his wife. This put Bernice on the spot and she finally agreed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;By now, our readers may be wondering who this special guest was. Well, if you remember the Taiwanese singer who sung &lt;em&gt;The Past Can Only Be Recollected&lt;/em&gt; (Wang Shi Chi Neng Hui Wei) in the 70's, you'll know who she is - You Ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rF4bTZja4g/Tc_bcEma1MI/AAAAAAAABZs/WvXkAKS4_qk/s1600/YouYa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606941336417260738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rF4bTZja4g/Tc_bcEma1MI/AAAAAAAABZs/WvXkAKS4_qk/s400/YouYa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Anyway, she shared quite freely about her life's journey and search for true meaning and lasting satisfaction, and finally found it in Jesus Christ, and presented the song What a Friend We Have in Jesus to the delight of the congregation and quite a number of new comers who are long time fans of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Too bad I didn't manage to take a picture of Bernice with her as she had to hurry to another destination right after the worship service. But it was a different experience, I guess, that Bernice got a chance to play for a well-known and well-loved singer of yester-year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-9169346836787161071?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/9169346836787161071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=9169346836787161071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/9169346836787161071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/9169346836787161071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/05/special-guest.html' title='A Special Guest'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rF4bTZja4g/Tc_bcEma1MI/AAAAAAAABZs/WvXkAKS4_qk/s72-c/YouYa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-8391286904968046913</id><published>2011-05-08T20:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T21:10:47.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today after church service, we met up with Dena and Mary at the newly opened Clementi Mall for lunch. Dena is a close acquaintance in our Chinese Ministry (CM) who serves in various capacity since the CM's humble beginnings. She's the one who initiated this lunch fellowship, partly to show appreciation for Bernice's contribution as pianist for worship, as well as to thank her for helping to record some singspiration piano pieces on request.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We decided on Ichiban Sushi and had a wonderful time relating and updating on each other's happenings. From left: Dena, Mary and Bernice (no guessing who was the photographer here).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFTws9cuXUY/TcaJeStfQHI/AAAAAAAABZk/MSCg6fbF7yg/s1600/Photo0235s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604317939820871794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFTws9cuXUY/TcaJeStfQHI/AAAAAAAABZk/MSCg6fbF7yg/s400/Photo0235s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Thank God for the bond of love in Jesus Christ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For the record, Dena together with another sister, presented a song item during our church wedding more than two years ago. We're glad to have her in our life journeys.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-8391286904968046913?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8391286904968046913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=8391286904968046913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8391286904968046913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8391286904968046913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/05/lunch-treat.html' title='Lunch Treat'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFTws9cuXUY/TcaJeStfQHI/AAAAAAAABZk/MSCg6fbF7yg/s72-c/Photo0235s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-5439943266064518493</id><published>2011-05-06T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:40:57.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetheart and Mozzie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just last night, Bernice was visited by a house mozzie (mosquito) and made a blood donation without her consent. Still feeling upset at bedtime, she asked me, "Why is it that the rascal chose to bite me over you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I thought for a moment and replied with a mischievious look, "Maybe your blood is sweeter* than mine?" "Huh! Really?" she half protested. Suddenly a light bulb turned on in my head and I exclaimed, "I know the answer!" "Oh? What..." Bernice looked at me suspiciously, knowing that I have the habit of cracking a joke or two (at her expense) before sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"It must be because they heard me called you sweetheart," I said, trying to put up a convincing act while controlling myself from laughing. "What is there in the word sweetheart to attract the mozzie?" Bernice asked, more puzzled than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I delivered the punchline, "You know mosquitoes have different hearing frequency range than us humans, so when I call you sweetheart, they'll hear it as 'sweet-blood' that's why!" With this, I couldn't hold it any longer and burst into uncontrollable laughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"KT...!!!" Bernice realized she fell for the trick and started beating me albeit in a 'loving' way. "Alright, alright, peace now..." I feigned surrender. But as soon as she stopped, I added, "From now on I'll just stick with 'dearie' and forget about 'sweetheart' just to be safe!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"KT...!!!" This time Bernice** couldn't help laughing her head off over my remarks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;* Some people said if your blood is too acidic, you may be more likely to be bitten by mozzie. I'm not sure how true this is, but I'm open to more opinions that can add to our bedtime fun, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;** Poor Bernice. She'd probably resigned to the fact that she married a hubby who's half the time a grown up kid at heart, but hey, that's where the fun of being married is, don't you know? Hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-5439943266064518493?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5439943266064518493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=5439943266064518493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/5439943266064518493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/5439943266064518493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/05/sweetheart-and-mozzie.html' title='Sweetheart and Mozzie'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-7190038110601805698</id><published>2011-05-02T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T22:21:19.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIY - Almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, the paint-it-yourself project that we've embarked on our 2nd wedding anniversary is coming to fruition. All 24 colors are in, with only black color to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKmpWVMWdXE/Tb68Nd_w0wI/AAAAAAAABZc/LMKJorJZGoI/s1600/Stage%2B5s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602121926071866114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKmpWVMWdXE/Tb68Nd_w0wI/AAAAAAAABZc/LMKJorJZGoI/s400/Stage%2B5s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Please cheer us on by leaving a comment or two. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-7190038110601805698?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7190038110601805698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=7190038110601805698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7190038110601805698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7190038110601805698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/05/piy-almost.html' title='PIY - Almost'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKmpWVMWdXE/Tb68Nd_w0wI/AAAAAAAABZc/LMKJorJZGoI/s72-c/Stage%2B5s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-1747973452897297940</id><published>2011-04-28T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T08:57:00.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GE 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The past weeks leading to May 7 is an exciting time for Singaporeans, because it is General Election time. The parliament has been dissolved and both ruling party and opposition parties had been busy preparing for the election contest and fielding in their candidates to vie for the 87 seats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This time round, the oppositions are contesting in all the GRCs and SMCs (except Tangjong Pagar). And for the first time after more than ten years with two walkovers, the residents are given an opportunity to vote. Below is the poll card which every Singaporean eligible to vote has received by now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q37Jpjl40uQ/Tb38AAAIjkI/AAAAAAAABZM/jac70w-Qqs4/s1600/Poll%2BCard%2BGE2011a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601910588449525314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q37Jpjl40uQ/Tb38AAAIjkI/AAAAAAAABZM/jac70w-Qqs4/s400/Poll%2BCard%2BGE2011a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To preserve our confidentiality, we've masked out our home address on the card. Some remarked that though voting is secret, the serial number on the voting slip makes it easy for the government to trace and know who we vote for. But whatever the rational or fear, we're still convinced that ultimately it's the people's choice that'll count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Come May 7, hopefully a better government will be elected and formed, which takes the welfare and voices of the people to heart instead of just focusing on the nation's economic achievements at any cost, morally, ethically or politically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Let Singapore become a place where true-blooded Singaporeans can identify, endear and call HOME again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-1747973452897297940?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1747973452897297940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=1747973452897297940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/1747973452897297940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/1747973452897297940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/ge-2011.html' title='GE 2011'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q37Jpjl40uQ/Tb38AAAIjkI/AAAAAAAABZM/jac70w-Qqs4/s72-c/Poll%2BCard%2BGE2011a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-4280133583562433025</id><published>2011-04-22T18:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T18:52:19.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today is Good Friday. Our Chinese Ministry (CM) had a morning gathering to commemorate the death of Jesus Christ. The difference though, was the way the gathering was conducted. This time, we had six groups of brethren taking turn to go up and present a portion of the account of Luke 22:39-23:56. Each section contained a hymn, scripture reading, short sharing, and prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was tasked to lead the fourth theme - "Voices Prevailed". Below is the transcript of my sharing on Luke 23:13-25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bVkvl0fpI1E/TbFUR7v7YTI/AAAAAAAABY0/LCs8rNVdqgw/s1600/Voices%2BPrevailed.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598348478871462194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bVkvl0fpI1E/TbFUR7v7YTI/AAAAAAAABY0/LCs8rNVdqgw/s400/Voices%2BPrevailed.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(click on image for a better view)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For the benefit of our english speaking reader, here is the translation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And they were instant with loud voices, requiring that he might be crucified. And the voices of them and of the chief priests prevailed.&lt;/span&gt; (Luke 23:23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The world generally thinks that if you have power, money, and position - your words will be heard and given heed to. Looking at the current world politics, the strength and unity of the masses can often affect or change the political direction of a nation. After all, the people's voice is not something any politician can ignore or suppress, just like the crowd which the religious Pharisees stirred up, even though they might not realize what they were doing is wrong or against the Law; they were adamant to win by the majority's insistence, regardless of Jesus' ability to perform miracles, or Pilate's unwillingness to condemn him, they believed that their voices would ultimately prevail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Truth is, they didn't realize that Jesus, by not defending himself, was actually fulfilling God's will and all that the prophets had said about Messiah. Just as Isaiah 53:7 stated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;In fact, who can understand the ways of God? And just as the Apostle Paul revealed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But we speak the wisdom of God in a mystery, even the hidden wisdom, which God ordained before the world unto our glory: which none of the princes of this world knew: for had they known it, they would not have crucified the Lord of glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;No doubt, their voices had prevailed - for now; but one day, the Jesus who was crucified on the cross, but rose again from the dead on the third day, shall come again. On that day, his voice, which is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as the sound of many waters&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Revelation 1:15)&lt;/span&gt;, shall have the final say - and victory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-4280133583562433025?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4280133583562433025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=4280133583562433025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4280133583562433025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4280133583562433025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bVkvl0fpI1E/TbFUR7v7YTI/AAAAAAAABY0/LCs8rNVdqgw/s72-c/Voices%2BPrevailed.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-2341406332742863372</id><published>2011-04-18T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T22:39:01.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charis Singers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This week in the Christian calender is known as the Holy Week. In anticipation of Good Friday, the Society of Charis Singers (of which our Chinese Pastor Timothy Huang is a member), together with three guest performers (Maestro Alvaro Sanchez - Harp, Andayoma - gospel/jazz singer and Lim Choo Li - Guzheng), put up a musical performance entitled &lt;em&gt;The Beginning and The End&lt;/em&gt; at the Queenstown Methodist Church auditorium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Two weeks before I bought tickets for Bernice and myself, as well as for our neighbours and a colleague to attend this special event..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ1DKHRdIFc/TbA5eYPNMkI/AAAAAAAABYs/ZNXSxHJ8BR0/s1600/Programme.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598037530886615618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ1DKHRdIFc/TbA5eYPNMkI/AAAAAAAABYs/ZNXSxHJ8BR0/s400/Programme.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was quite a wonderful performance, as can be seen from the list of 16 items on the programme sheet. We were treated to a chorus of instrumentals and combinations of duet, trio and quartet renditions from various classical masterpieces by renowns such as Mozat, Haydn, Vivaldi, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;An evening well spent in contemplation of the Messiah in His first advent and suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-2341406332742863372?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2341406332742863372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=2341406332742863372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2341406332742863372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2341406332742863372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-week-in-christian-calender-is.html' title='Charis Singers'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ1DKHRdIFc/TbA5eYPNMkI/AAAAAAAABYs/ZNXSxHJ8BR0/s72-c/Programme.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-5139193373534587113</id><published>2011-04-16T17:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T12:53:28.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Surprises 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This year, Bernice had to spend her birthday at Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia because her company's MD meeting happened to fall on the same week. In her absence, I decided to do some plumbing work on the common toilet's faucet which had been leaking recently*. There you go, a brand new tap with three ticks for better water saving:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5bPa6L_ZD8/TaljYh8VL8I/AAAAAAAABXk/GBS60sjaFjE/s1600/SAM_1231.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596113285063978946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5bPa6L_ZD8/TaljYh8VL8I/AAAAAAAABXk/GBS60sjaFjE/s400/SAM_1231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;On Thursday, I didn't sms Bernice to wish her happy birthday, but chose to wait till almost time for her to sleep, and then smsed her a lullaby birthday song (Later she recounted to me how she had wondered during the day whether I've forgotten her birthday, and prayed to God to remind me. Hahaha... I told her sending a birthday sms on time is too common, but sending one at the right time can be special, and makes it more memorable too.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;After work on Friday, I stopped by the florist shop to buy a bouquet of roses and put it inside the fridge. That's surprise number 1 in my plan which was hatched during the past three days while Bernice was away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596410694024494178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DnEKrHr_vUU/Tapx4AqG_GI/AAAAAAAABYk/hAd6oPLt2Ng/s400/SAM_1232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;This morning, after replacing the leaking faucet in the common toilet, I went about to wash the master bedroom toilet and swept the the house so that Bernice could come back to a home that's spit and span (well almost).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;With an hour to go before going to the airport to meet Bernice, I took a bus to the nearby West Coast Plaza to look for the ingredients for my other surprises. At Japan House, I saw this rather interesting sunburst windmill and thought it would be nice if Bernice could be greeted thus (the stuff doggy in the picture is Max, Bernice's house pet). This is surprise number 2:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jlIjrONb3yA/TaljYUwMkbI/AAAAAAAABXc/EouX8m388Ew/s1600/SAM_1218.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596113281523421618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jlIjrONb3yA/TaljYUwMkbI/AAAAAAAABXc/EouX8m388Ew/s400/SAM_1218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt; There was a bazaar at the adjacent ground level so I went over to take a look. I came across this stall that sells plants inside glass jars (it's known as Terrarium) and the fittonia** piece captured my imagination. So I forked out $25, bought one home and placed it at Bernice's dresser table's mirror where she's sure to see it. And that's surprise number 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596113282875903458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wr1hB3rps3g/TaljYZypzeI/AAAAAAAABXU/7FLZKFDciwA/s400/SAM_1221.jpg" border="0" /&gt; To top it off, I made a welcome placard and pasted it on the master bedroom door, before setting off to the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Imagined Bernice's reactions when she come home! "Why you close the bedroom door?" Bernice protested as she was feeling tired and wanted to take a rest. But her tiredness gave way to delight when she saw the spinning windmill (yup, I left the fan on to create the effect. grin!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Before she could catch her breathe, the Terrarium stirred her emotions further. "So nice!" Well, just as I planned but not quite. Bernice went to the kitchen to have a drink but she didn't open the fridge (arrrgh!...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;"Any more surprises for me?" Bernice eagerly asked and searched my face for clues. "You asked that same question last year, remember?" I replied nonchalantly, pretending not to know. As she was quite tired out, I told her to take a short nap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Noaq3O7xYE/TaljEwCQzUI/AAAAAAAABXE/O6ygKyd_n30/s1600/SAM_1225.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596112945249570114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Noaq3O7xYE/TaljEwCQzUI/AAAAAAAABXE/O6ygKyd_n30/s400/SAM_1225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt; After Bernice woke up from her nap, she wanted to eat some fruits but there's none as far as she could remember. "We may still have some fruits, I think. Time seemed to have frozen when you're not around, you know." I dropped her a hint to encourage her to check out the fridge but she still didn't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I was about to give up and return to painting the PIY canvas when Bernice let out a cry. I went over to the kitchen and there she was, standing with the fridge door opened. When I got near her, she slapped my left arm in delightful annoyance that I could keep up the act for so long (hey, patience is a virtue that carries a lot of wait, you know...)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBgsM3FmG2Q/TaljEtwbYEI/AAAAAAAABW8/zru6Ume7qU8/s1600/SAM_1227.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596112944637894722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBgsM3FmG2Q/TaljEtwbYEI/AAAAAAAABW8/zru6Ume7qU8/s400/SAM_1227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt; See how the roses brought out the smile on Bernice's face? That certainly made all the troubles I'd gone through worth the while... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hzJNfdq9hEA/TaljET3D8uI/AAAAAAAABW0/ohX_8MtamB0/s1600/SAM_1230.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596112937686397666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hzJNfdq9hEA/TaljET3D8uI/AAAAAAAABW0/ohX_8MtamB0/s400/SAM_1230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEARIE SWEETHEART!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;* In fact, for the past two months, I fixed a leaking kitchen faucet as well as the leaking toilet pipe, which was the most troublesome of the three. I've tried sealing the leak with leftover plaster paste and waterproof silicon compound but that didn't work until I used epoxy at the suggestion of a plumber who came to take a look at the pipe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;** I told Bernice the red fittonia represents her and the green (taller one) represents me. Neat, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-5139193373534587113?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5139193373534587113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=5139193373534587113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/5139193373534587113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/5139193373534587113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/birthday-surprises-2.html' title='Birthday Surprises 2'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5bPa6L_ZD8/TaljYh8VL8I/AAAAAAAABXk/GBS60sjaFjE/s72-c/SAM_1231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-3718637355713185749</id><published>2011-04-03T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T15:25:55.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P-I-Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Remember the paint-it-yourself project I mentioned in my Feb 28 post? Here the's progress:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After 5 colors:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-EkzNtGoRE/TZggHCAsnPI/AAAAAAAABWs/8Z3aAjK_6-k/s1600/Stage%2B1s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591254242551438578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-EkzNtGoRE/TZggHCAsnPI/AAAAAAAABWs/8Z3aAjK_6-k/s400/Stage%2B1s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After 10 colors:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7K4Hnn_6b9o/TZggHBGYn9I/AAAAAAAABWk/cwPoafQZSSA/s1600/Stage%2B2s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591254242306858962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7K4Hnn_6b9o/TZggHBGYn9I/AAAAAAAABWk/cwPoafQZSSA/s400/Stage%2B2s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After 15 colors: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LtjmuDNx454/TZggG1XxyEI/AAAAAAAABWc/9SarzAH6WVQ/s1600/Stage%2B3s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591254239158585410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LtjmuDNx454/TZggG1XxyEI/AAAAAAAABWc/9SarzAH6WVQ/s400/Stage%2B3s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After 20 colors: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TzqKS-K7on4/TZggGu77lVI/AAAAAAAABWU/LDT35fCN9go/s1600/Stage%2B4s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591254237431174482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TzqKS-K7on4/TZggGu77lVI/AAAAAAAABWU/LDT35fCN9go/s400/Stage%2B4s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Progress has been slow as we could only work a bit at a time after work in the evening, and some time during the weekends. It takes a lot of patience but I'm sure once the artwork is completed the end product will be worth the effort. Ganbatte ne! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-3718637355713185749?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3718637355713185749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=3718637355713185749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3718637355713185749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3718637355713185749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/p-i-y.html' title='P-I-Y'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-EkzNtGoRE/TZggHCAsnPI/AAAAAAAABWs/8Z3aAjK_6-k/s72-c/Stage%2B1s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-8773561695791418804</id><published>2011-03-14T20:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:02:27.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chengdu Trip (7-11 Mar 2011)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just last week, I went on a mission survey trip to Chengdu with my church's pastoral team. Due to the confidential nature, I cannot post too much information online. Suffice it to say, we had a fruitful trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Chengdu is part of Sichuan province, so naturally the food there is spicy (and numbing, that's where the term 'ma-la' comes from). Just take a look at this dish and you'll see why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VPml0Dttr3E/TX4JGcQyQ8I/AAAAAAAABVk/mUPn53HrsWU/s1600/Chengdu06.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0T3ZjNgbAE/TX4JGTPCEVI/AAAAAAAABVc/VaBJg5bY18Y/s1600/Chengdu07.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583910591833182546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0T3ZjNgbAE/TX4JGTPCEVI/AAAAAAAABVc/VaBJg5bY18Y/s400/Chengdu07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Of course, it's not just meetings and discussions. We had the opportunity to visit some scenic tourist spots. Here's where LiuBei, GuanYu and ZhangFei (the dark complexion guy in the middle) visited the humble abode of the renown war strategist ZhuGeLiang three times before he agreed to render his service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fiG2rbvhjw4/TX4JGO68s8I/AAAAAAAABVU/P70tHdGIRBo/s1600/Chengdu20.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583910590675203010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fiG2rbvhjw4/TX4JGO68s8I/AAAAAAAABVU/P70tHdGIRBo/s400/Chengdu20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's a toddler taking her walk in the part with her grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X0TwizUxwQA/TX4IkpJBpmI/AAAAAAAABVM/OCnWNWS-3U4/s1600/Chengdu24.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583910013598017122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X0TwizUxwQA/TX4IkpJBpmI/AAAAAAAABVM/OCnWNWS-3U4/s400/Chengdu24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The people in Chengdu are generally relax as the pace of life here is much slower than that in Beijing and Shanghai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLoLQ1BNSQk/TX4IkXoLTEI/AAAAAAAABVE/EsZJWL-lToE/s1600/Chengdu26.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583910008896834626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLoLQ1BNSQk/TX4IkXoLTEI/AAAAAAAABVE/EsZJWL-lToE/s400/Chengdu26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A visit to the Panda Research Centre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ab7YQUo-tk/TX4IkaXkO9I/AAAAAAAABU8/g2moOhEMF24/s1600/Chengdu28.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583910009632472018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ab7YQUo-tk/TX4IkaXkO9I/AAAAAAAABU8/g2moOhEMF24/s400/Chengdu28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;... and some light moments with my pastor, a fun-guy to be with ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EdY_96tATQA/TX4IkHPNBXI/AAAAAAAABU0/ZS4zVvnrZts/s1600/Chengdu31.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583910004497122674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EdY_96tATQA/TX4IkHPNBXI/AAAAAAAABU0/ZS4zVvnrZts/s400/Chengdu31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;... and of course, not forgetting the pandas (nope, they don't practice kungfu like what you saw in the Disney animation, Kungfu Panda).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NH8Uk3Xye5c/TX4Ij614zOI/AAAAAAAABUs/z8o1jVg_tzk/s1600/Chengdu33.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583910001169714402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NH8Uk3Xye5c/TX4Ij614zOI/AAAAAAAABUs/z8o1jVg_tzk/s400/Chengdu33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm sure there will be opportunity to re-visit Chengdu in the future, when there is more focused and concrete plans on how my church can play a part in reaching the locals as well as the south-west region where more than 400 groups of unreached people live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-8773561695791418804?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8773561695791418804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=8773561695791418804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8773561695791418804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8773561695791418804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/03/chengdu-trip-7-11-mar-2011.html' title='Chengdu Trip (7-11 Mar 2011)'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0T3ZjNgbAE/TX4JGTPCEVI/AAAAAAAABVc/VaBJg5bY18Y/s72-c/Chengdu07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-154376835302777841</id><published>2011-02-28T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T22:06:44.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Wedding Anniversary (Continue)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice suggested we go to Dempsey Road where there's many different restaurants serving a variety of cuisines. I thought it was a good idea, since I've not been there for quite a while. As we made our way along the stretch of eateries, we heard some noisy clutterings coming from the nearby Lotto Garden. There were many colorful parrots clamouring for attention from passers-by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578741351100988914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ow2juow5DiQ/TWurs44oPfI/AAAAAAAABUE/5dlBT1D-Os8/s400/SAM_0820.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We passed by a butcher's shop with this perculiar signage advertising the various parts of a cow that can be found inside. Talk about educating your customers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KKR9QnJgDYk/TWun5v7Q6LI/AAAAAAAABT0/ZO9WJ0xRNX8/s1600/SAM_0821.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578737173987911858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KKR9QnJgDYk/TWun5v7Q6LI/AAAAAAAABT0/ZO9WJ0xRNX8/s400/SAM_0821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; We finally chose Villa Entrique, a Spanish Restaurant, for our anniversary meal. The ambience was kinda warm and relaxing, with Spanish background music, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rn1RNY20Xqw/TWun5mPFCUI/AAAAAAAABTs/am5kfpFab6w/s1600/SAM_0826.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578737171386665282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rn1RNY20Xqw/TWun5mPFCUI/AAAAAAAABTs/am5kfpFab6w/s400/SAM_0826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice opted for the Entrecote (Sirloin steak, well-done) and Carmomile tea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-og-1kG5ztDw/TWun5e8RI9I/AAAAAAAABTk/Gcwpkm2leRM/s1600/SAM_0832.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578737169428718546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-og-1kG5ztDw/TWun5e8RI9I/AAAAAAAABTk/Gcwpkm2leRM/s400/SAM_0832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;while I ordered the Ciervo en Cazuela (venison) with Mocha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0xetAbhqqg8/TWun5I8cGJI/AAAAAAAABTc/A90Dp9XzCoY/s1600/SAM_0833.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578737163523856530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0xetAbhqqg8/TWun5I8cGJI/AAAAAAAABTc/A90Dp9XzCoY/s400/SAM_0833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was a simple anniversary dinner and we both enjoyed the meal as well as each other's company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-154376835302777841?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/154376835302777841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=154376835302777841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/154376835302777841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/154376835302777841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/2nd-wedding-anniversary-continue.html' title='2nd Wedding Anniversary (Continue)'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ow2juow5DiQ/TWurs44oPfI/AAAAAAAABUE/5dlBT1D-Os8/s72-c/SAM_0820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-7137585377275837593</id><published>2011-02-28T17:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T18:23:02.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Wedding Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This year, our wedding anniversary falls on a Monday, so we took leave to spend time with each other. We decided to do something different this time - paint an art piece. This idea came about some time last Christmas, when I met up with Bernice after work at Bishan's Junction 8 for dinner. We saw a cart stall that sells P-I-Y (Paint-It-Yourself) kit. There were some completed works on display and Bernice really liked one of them. Since the display sets are not for sale, I suggested buying a kit to paint for our anniversary. Bernice was elated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CPt3LOJ91-s/TWtxqw5116I/AAAAAAAABTU/WEKPCjQkdaw/s1600/SAM_0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578677542924441506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CPt3LOJ91-s/TWtxqw5116I/AAAAAAAABTU/WEKPCjQkdaw/s400/SAM_0790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; As you can see, the canvas, brushes and acryllic paints are all included in the kit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-anxQ1RHucuI/TWtxqUWxQ7I/AAAAAAAABTM/HjT4IPTBkxY/s1600/SAM_0811.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578677535261148082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-anxQ1RHucuI/TWtxqUWxQ7I/AAAAAAAABTM/HjT4IPTBkxY/s400/SAM_0811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; If you take a closer look, the canvas has all the outlines of the unpainted artwork, with numbers matching each paint color. Our kit has 24 colors, not counting black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MjCHtVKo7W4/TWtxqOlUWoI/AAAAAAAABTE/nVLQgl_KszY/s1600/SAM_0812.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578677533711555202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MjCHtVKo7W4/TWtxqOlUWoI/AAAAAAAABTE/nVLQgl_KszY/s400/SAM_0812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Here's us painting the canvas together. It really helps build patience and teamwork, not to mention the fun and bonding we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J54BeZw8nLE/TWtxqIzEJ1I/AAAAAAAABS8/TNZ_j978YmE/s1600/SAM_0816.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578677532158601042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J54BeZw8nLE/TWtxqIzEJ1I/AAAAAAAABS8/TNZ_j978YmE/s400/SAM_0816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After spending almost five hours, we managed to complete only six of the colors. It's certainly a time-consuming task but seeing the artwork taking form makes the effort worthwhile indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-joHnN0VX4Oo/TWtxp0GLejI/AAAAAAAABS0/Ncxs1ztnxPg/s1600/SAM_0817.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578677526601628210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-joHnN0VX4Oo/TWtxp0GLejI/AAAAAAAABS0/Ncxs1ztnxPg/s400/SAM_0817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The second part of our celebration will be an evening meal at somewhere posh. Will update our readers once we have the photos, so stay tune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-7137585377275837593?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7137585377275837593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=7137585377275837593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7137585377275837593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7137585377275837593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/2nd-wedding-anniversary.html' title='2nd Wedding Anniversary'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CPt3LOJ91-s/TWtxqw5116I/AAAAAAAABTU/WEKPCjQkdaw/s72-c/SAM_0790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-460715794796252703</id><published>2011-02-20T22:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T09:37:23.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oomphatico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This evening Bernice and I met up with two support couples for a fellowship dinner meal at the Oomphatico restaurant in Tanglin Mall. Here's Bernice with Royston and Jade, who are also our marriage mentors. They recommended this place, a first time for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575778502852376226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6HBzu9HesO4/TWElAbDGdqI/AAAAAAAABSk/Ots03O_CQS8/s400/Photo0156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There were these over-sized cups on displayed at the bar counter, which according to the proprietor, were bought from Dubai. Bernice thought the designs were quite nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t3-MyWcft8g/TWElAnfZiZI/AAAAAAAABSs/LJPqlsEwOa8/s1600/Photo0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575778506192292242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t3-MyWcft8g/TWElAnfZiZI/AAAAAAAABSs/LJPqlsEwOa8/s400/Photo0155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Surprise, surprise! They serve plates with my favourite animal - CATS! Well, for once Bernice didn't protest about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sOM-OyxrAkg/TWElATgr6WI/AAAAAAAABSc/YQabQNZ0NpM/s1600/Photo0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575778500828981602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sOM-OyxrAkg/TWElATgr6WI/AAAAAAAABSc/YQabQNZ0NpM/s400/Photo0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I ordered a tendeloin burger while Bernice opted for the Oomphatico's Club sandwich - a house classic with light rye bread, sakura chicken, crispy bacon, cheddar, avocado, tomato and egg. Certainly looked more tantalizing than mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kTd7mxrP9yE/TWElAKAhanI/AAAAAAAABSU/QKMiAZ_9YVQ/s1600/Photo0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575778498278156914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kTd7mxrP9yE/TWElAKAhanI/AAAAAAAABSU/QKMiAZ_9YVQ/s400/Photo0160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The ambience was relaxing, especially the floral sofa and ceiling lightings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kT9qGksYuwc/TWEk_6koUDI/AAAAAAAABSM/HBd91WbiVJo/s1600/Photo0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575778494134636594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kT9qGksYuwc/TWEk_6koUDI/AAAAAAAABSM/HBd91WbiVJo/s400/Photo0166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We thoroughly enjoyed the food and company, and look forward to more of such opportunities with the rest of the support couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-460715794796252703?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/460715794796252703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=460715794796252703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/460715794796252703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/460715794796252703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/oomphatico.html' title='Oomphatico'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6HBzu9HesO4/TWElAbDGdqI/AAAAAAAABSk/Ots03O_CQS8/s72-c/Photo0156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-2807740703587511531</id><published>2011-02-19T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T16:10:02.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Psalm of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tell me not, in mournful numbers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Life is but an empty dream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For the soul is dead that slumbers... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And things are not what they seem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Life is real! Life is earnest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And the grave is not its goal;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dust thou art, to dust returnest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Was not spoken of the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Is our destined end or way;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But to act, that each to-morrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Find us farther than to-day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Art is long, and Time is fleeting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And our hearts, though stout and brave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Still, like muffled drums, are beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Funeral marches to the grave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In the world's broad field of battle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In the bivouac of Life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Be not like dumb, driven cattle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Be a hero in the strife!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Let the dead Past bury its dead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Act, act in the living Present!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Heart within, and God o'erhead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lives of great men all remind us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We can make our lives sublime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And, departing, leave behind us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Footprints on the sands of time;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Footprints, that perhaps another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sailing o'er life's solemn main,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Seeing, shall take heart again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Let us, then, be up and doing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;With a heart for any fate;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Still achieving, still pursuing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Learn to labor and to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. 1807–1882&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-2807740703587511531?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2807740703587511531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=2807740703587511531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2807740703587511531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2807740703587511531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/psalm-of-life.html' title='A Psalm of Life'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-2723307006748454890</id><published>2011-02-14T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T20:58:26.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This year, we decided to spend Valentine's Day at home with each other over a simple dinner meal after work. Bernice prepared vegetable curry and lightly toasted some roti prata (Indian bread) to go with it instead of rice. She run out of carnation milk so called my mobile to place order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On my way home, I stopped by NTUC to fulfil her order, and then, unknown to Bernice, hurried over to the only flower shop, hoping to get a stalk of rose to surprise her. Imagine my surprise to see a long queue forming outside the shop. "That's going to take too long, and Bernice's curry can't wait..." I mused, "Think, think. Where else got flowers? Ah, the wet market!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I hurried over and was relieved that the solitary stall was still opened. Unfortunately, there's just a few unsightly stalks of roses left. A quick glance and I decided on the white lily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y6QV3R-mgvA/TVp0hKcTUzI/AAAAAAAABSE/G5K7h3OSySs/s1600/SAM_0803.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573895601911976754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y6QV3R-mgvA/TVp0hKcTUzI/AAAAAAAABSE/G5K7h3OSySs/s400/SAM_0803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; See how happy it looks? Bernice said so herself, and she was pleased to receive this for a change. Shakespeare said that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet; but I think the lily smells nicer in this instance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-2723307006748454890?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2723307006748454890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=2723307006748454890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2723307006748454890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2723307006748454890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y6QV3R-mgvA/TVp0hKcTUzI/AAAAAAAABSE/G5K7h3OSySs/s72-c/SAM_0803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-4757382047998315207</id><published>2011-02-11T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T23:39:11.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamboat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's a cold, rainy Friday evening. Very suitable for a steamboat dinner. That's what Bernice thought, since she had contemplated getting an induction cooker for next Wednesday's lady fellowship dinner in our home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So immediately after work, she hurried over to Plaza Singapura's Carrefour to look for one, and at the same time buy the necessary ingredients for tonight's menu - lean sliced pork meat, crab meat sticks, shitake and enoki mushrooms, toufu, lettuce and udon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All set and ready to go, except for the soup stock. Quickly she boiled a pot of water, added sliced carrots and corn chunks, and threw in a Knorr chicken cube. With the table set, what's left was for yours truly to come home and start the foodfare. I was delighted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sfUYRYsTIIc/TVVH-oTPX1I/AAAAAAAABR8/-rsvpMujDog/s1600/SAM_0794.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572439255236435794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sfUYRYsTIIc/TVVH-oTPX1I/AAAAAAAABR8/-rsvpMujDog/s400/SAM_0794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And so I fired up the induction cooker, adjusted the power to bring the broth to boiling point, cracked in an egg, dump in the ingredients in generous proportion, and tada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TVVH-cYTO2I/AAAAAAAABR0/z2wDvBiiJbs/s1600/SAM_0797.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572439252036434786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TVVH-cYTO2I/AAAAAAAABR0/z2wDvBiiJbs/s400/SAM_0797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Verdict: A very satisfying, delicious and nuitritious meal. Burp! Yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-4757382047998315207?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4757382047998315207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=4757382047998315207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4757382047998315207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4757382047998315207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/steamboat.html' title='Steamboat'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sfUYRYsTIIc/TVVH-oTPX1I/AAAAAAAABR8/-rsvpMujDog/s72-c/SAM_0794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-6615693806352316647</id><published>2011-02-09T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T22:10:54.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salmon Says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nope, it's not a typo in case you're wondering if I meant, "Simon says..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Been clearing some old smses from my mobile and came across this little exchange some time in November last year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Tonite's menu is baked Salmon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Alright! Another 10-15 min and I should be home. Salmon, salmon, wait for me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Okie, Salmon says can. :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's fun to read such dated smses and be reminded of the warmth that it once brought to the heart, because it's not the big things we do that make a relationship works, but the simple, everyday interactions that's motivated by love and conveys the message, "You're important to me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And that's what really matters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ps: I'll see if there's more of such smses that can bring a smile to our readers, subject of course to the approval of you-know-who... (Heh-heh-heh...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-6615693806352316647?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6615693806352316647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=6615693806352316647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6615693806352316647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6615693806352316647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/salmon-says.html' title='Salmon Says...'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-121419936706392789</id><published>2011-02-08T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:45:30.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The CNY holiday is over and certainly it's been a time of feasting prior and during this Chinese festive season. Days before the CNY, Bernice prepared kimchi with instant noodles to help me burn up some fats and calories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571311655976036034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TVFGbttx5sI/AAAAAAAABRc/7ZqkR5Rxk1c/s400/SAM_0785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just yesterday, she cooked this vegetarian dish (sea cucumber, asparagus, red pepper and black fungus) to ease us off the sumptuous feasting we had for the past five days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571311661651983506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TVFGcC3B_JI/AAAAAAAABRk/DoqhP1t9sMY/s400/SAM_0787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This evening as I came back home from work, our neighbour came over to give us this home-baked jian-bing (Chinese pancake) which her mother-in-law made. How nice! In fact, the third day of CNY we invited them over for pizza and she prepared a big tub of sushi too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TVFGcOjOrzI/AAAAAAAABRs/VS1t1uiwS2M/s1600/SAM_0789.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571311664790155058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TVFGcOjOrzI/AAAAAAAABRs/VS1t1uiwS2M/s400/SAM_0789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We're happy to have such hospitable new neighbours and look forward to knowing them better. Well, seems like our breakfast tomorrow is settled! Yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-121419936706392789?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/121419936706392789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=121419936706392789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/121419936706392789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/121419936706392789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/food-diary.html' title='Food Diary'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TVFGbttx5sI/AAAAAAAABRc/7ZqkR5Rxk1c/s72-c/SAM_0785.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-1232332043544629786</id><published>2011-02-03T11:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T20:37:42.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today is the first day of Lunar Chinese New Year (CNY) 2011. Two evenings ago we went to the nearby pasar malam to buy a pot of CNY plant to deco the area outside our home. The seller said it's mini chilli tomato (Bernice wondered if the colorful fruits can be eaten).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TUonfXo6EtI/AAAAAAAABRQ/akDH9jA9jJQ/s1600/SAM_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569307309072061138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TUonfXo6EtI/AAAAAAAABRQ/akDH9jA9jJQ/s400/SAM_0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; We also bought some Gladiolus to brighten up the living room, as we're expecting some friends on the third and fourth day. The flowers are starting to blossom already, and should be in full bloom just in time for our guests to admire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569307298924705218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TUonex1ltcI/AAAAAAAABRA/dqV4lMAhxDI/s400/SAM_0781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course, CNY tidbits is a must so we also prepared some traditional cookies and crackers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TUonfHKTJ3I/AAAAAAAABRI/YKxhRPwPJLg/s1600/SAM_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569307304648714098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TUonfHKTJ3I/AAAAAAAABRI/YKxhRPwPJLg/s400/SAM_0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's wishing all our Chinese readers a very happy and family-oriented CNY. May you and your loved ones have a wonderful reunion on this joyous occasion.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-1232332043544629786?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1232332043544629786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=1232332043544629786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/1232332043544629786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/1232332043544629786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/cny-2011.html' title='CNY 2011'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TUonfXo6EtI/AAAAAAAABRQ/akDH9jA9jJQ/s72-c/SAM_0777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-5446730582280786153</id><published>2011-01-25T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T22:07:03.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Then and Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566111215490963490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TT7MqPOoGCI/AAAAAAAABQ4/JlTf3m5K02Q/s400/IMG_7951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This wedding studio photo was featured in our Chinese Ministry (CM) 10th Anniversary Memoir along with our testimony on how God has brought us together and led us to the present church where we're worshipping and serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just last Saturday morning, while Bernice was busy with the laundry, readying the clothes to be put out for drying, I was looking at this photo in the memoir and glancing up at her at the same time. Before long, Bernice noticed it and remarked, half annoyingly, "What's the matter? Your sweetheart not as beautiful as before is it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I did not reply her immediately but simply return a big, bright smile (hey, I just had my teeth cleaned last December end by her dentist, you know). "You certainly look more aunty now with those short curly hairs," I finally replied with a chuckle. "Huh!" Bernice mildly protested and continued with her chores, while I reflected...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yup, we're married almost two years, and much has changed. Bernice no longer spot the shoulder length hair she had before we marry. And she's not as careful in maintaining her lady image when she's alone with me like she used to when we were dating. But that did not bother me at all. In fact, I've learnt to appreciate her for who she IS in real, everyday life, now that we live together as husband and wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It never ceases to amaze me how she so meticulously plan the home menu for each week, and go to great length to get the right ingredients, and hurries back from work each day to prepare the dinner, just so that we could enjoy a healthy home-cooked meal (of course, I help to wash-up after the meal). On top of that, she does the laundry (hand-wash as well as machine-wash), irons my clothes, wakes up early every morning (weekends and holidays without exceptions) to prepare breakfast (we eat out or buy back sometimes) and fill my mug with warm water, ready my shoes with the door light turned on, and doubles up as my alarm clock (with sweet, warm, musical voice) should I oversleep, recite verses she read from the Bible on some mornings, gives me massage on days when work takes a toll on me, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As I looked at this wonderful woman that God brought into my life, I felt overwhelmly blessed... &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;House and wealth are inherited from fathers, but a prudent wife is from the LORD.&lt;/span&gt; (Proverbs 19:14) &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;An excellent wife who can find? She is far more precious than jewels.&lt;/span&gt; (Proverbs 31:10) Well, I found mine... in Bernice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So while I did not answer her at that point as I looked at our wedding photo, I was almost short of saying, "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then, you were the most beautiful bride to me; but NOW, you're the most loving wife I have or could ever ask for!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-5446730582280786153?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5446730582280786153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=5446730582280786153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/5446730582280786153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/5446730582280786153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/then-and-now.html' title='Then and Now'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TT7MqPOoGCI/AAAAAAAABQ4/JlTf3m5K02Q/s72-c/IMG_7951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-3059815714705700998</id><published>2011-01-11T21:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T20:58:24.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eBay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tonite I just sold my Juwell fish tank with cabinet for $219 to an eBay buyer who've bidded successfully. Of course to make it attractive, I threw in my Nisso Room-Mate 903 nano tank and some accessories. Overall, I'm quite pleased with the transaction. Now we've got more space in the living room as well as the store room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Actually, Bernice was the one who put up the item for me in her eBay account. In fact, we've put up quite a fair bit of things for auction online, one of which is the 3-door shoe cabinet below: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560926124416090562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TSxg2NwCwcI/AAAAAAAABQY/WPPmLK6X4lg/s400/Shoe%2BCabinet%2BNV1188%2B-%2B1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's pretty slick in design and color, and measures L48xW15xH42 inches. We bought it for $499 at Brighton (Queenstown) and are letting go at $250. Still in pretty good condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560926125287459138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TSxg2Q_yyUI/AAAAAAAABQg/KE_qZjKsb-k/s400/Shoe%2BCabinet%2BNV1188%2B-%2B2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Any of our Singapore-based readers interested? Please visit our auction &lt;a href="http://www.phing.com/listing/467857-3-Door-Shoe-Cabinet"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (we've moved the ad to pHing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-3059815714705700998?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3059815714705700998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=3059815714705700998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3059815714705700998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/3059815714705700998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/ebay.html' title='eBay'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TSxg2NwCwcI/AAAAAAAABQY/WPPmLK6X4lg/s72-c/Shoe%2BCabinet%2BNV1188%2B-%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-7696603600619915686</id><published>2011-01-02T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T17:06:09.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>48</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today's my birthday. Bernice was up early to get ready the ingredients for my lunch treat, as she'd only be back from choir practice around 1pm after church. Unknown to me, she had also slipped in a birthday card into my drawer to surprise me. And it was addressed "To the man I love..." - how sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;See the bowl of mee sua below. Ya, I know. There's so much ingredients inside one could hardly see the mee sua; but I'm not complaining, and I won't blame you for envying me either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TSA9MyZmHpI/AAAAAAAABQQ/11fsA58XRBM/s1600/Birthday%2BMee%2BSua.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557509230072045202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TSA9MyZmHpI/AAAAAAAABQQ/11fsA58XRBM/s400/Birthday%2BMee%2BSua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; And oh, by the way, she used chicken soup stock which she prepared last evening, which really made it so tasty I finished the whole bowl bottoms up... Delicious, slurp! slurp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-7696603600619915686?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7696603600619915686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=7696603600619915686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7696603600619915686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/7696603600619915686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/48.html' title='48'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TSA9MyZmHpI/AAAAAAAABQQ/11fsA58XRBM/s72-c/Birthday%2BMee%2BSua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-775593011860467817</id><published>2011-01-01T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T11:19:23.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyous New Year 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last evening we had a thanksgiving worship in church for our Chinese Ministry (CM) 10th year together with the English Ministry (JSS, Youth and Adult). Our hearts were filled with gladness as we immersed in worship praises, testimonies, exhortation and photo slides, reminding us how God faithfully nurtured and guided CM to what it is today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After supper, we, together with a few other sisters, proceeded to Tze Tong and Poh Leng's home at Ghim Moh for a time of fellowship as we count down to 2011. Elders Chin Tiong and Kok Wah and their spouses came over a while later, and we got to know them better from the EM. Before that, Poh Leng gave Bernice a perculiar looking dice with the following words on it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557047801279293986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TR6ZiGMeKiI/AAAAAAAABQA/ar-5FLaiP58/s400/Dice2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557047802188535474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TR6ZiJlQFrI/AAAAAAAABQI/V4POBCLUshs/s400/Dice1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I guess we're going to have some fun deciding who's gonna do what the next time we do our household chores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's wishing all our readers a very blessed New Year 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ps: This morning Bernice and I played the dice and guess what? We ended up with the same tasks that we're doing all this while! (Bernice - laundry and cooking; KT - dish washing and mopping) Haha, seems like we'll have to stick to our areas of specialty after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-775593011860467817?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/775593011860467817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=775593011860467817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/775593011860467817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/775593011860467817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/joyous-new-year-2011.html' title='Joyous New Year 2011'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TR6ZiGMeKiI/AAAAAAAABQA/ar-5FLaiP58/s72-c/Dice2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-11102451281297047</id><published>2010-12-30T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T22:07:10.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Manhattan Fish Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This morning after our annual dental appointment at the Pacific Medical and Dental Clinic in Yishun, we decided to lunch at the Manhattan Fish Market outlet in North Point Mall. There were some rather interesting placards on the wall:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556475664760738386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TRyRLXkqklI/AAAAAAAABPw/nZtZcXCWZr4/s400/Captain%2527s%2BRules.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Even the serviettes come with a touch of humor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556475896926213186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TRyRY4dOlEI/AAAAAAAABP4/rWiMi30wpqc/s400/MFM%2BSardines.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-11102451281297047?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/11102451281297047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=11102451281297047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/11102451281297047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/11102451281297047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/manhattan-fish-market.html' title='The Manhattan Fish Market'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TRyRLXkqklI/AAAAAAAABPw/nZtZcXCWZr4/s72-c/Captain%2527s%2BRules.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-6723937342549955878</id><published>2010-12-29T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T21:52:51.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Baking, Dearie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today Bernice went for her hands-on New Year Cake baking lessons at the Creative Culinaire School at 17 Eng Hoon Street, which she had signed up earlier. The instructor is the founder of the school, Chef Judy Koh, and for the 5-hour session (1-6pm), she taught a class of 20 over students how to make Kueh Lapis, Egg White Marble Cake, and New Year Prosperity Cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;During Bernice's absence, I busied myself with a couple of household chores as well as catching up with some reading. However, about 5.30pm I received an sms from Bernice that the class was going to overtime and she'd be late for home and dinner. That's when I decided to drop by and accompany her home after washing up. Bernice was delighted, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The place wasn't difficult to find, considering I'd done a Google map and street view of the location earlier to help Bernice locate it. Within 30 minutes I was making my way from the bus stop to the school. On the way back to the bus stop, I showed Bernice the life Alaska giant crabs I saw outside the Sin Hoi Sai Seafood Restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556471131439822514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TRyNDfou9rI/AAAAAAAABPI/3dM1UMQbIkA/s400/Alaskan%2BKing%2BCrabs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We had Teochew porridge dinner at the coffee shop beside it. While waiting for our bus, I noticed a perculiarly decorated scooter parked nearby and asked Bernice to take a photo with her Pixon12:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556471132442507954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TRyNDjXyurI/AAAAAAAABPQ/wCkobhhheTQ/s400/Scooter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-6723937342549955878?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6723937342549955878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=6723937342549955878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6723937342549955878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6723937342549955878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-baking-dearie.html' title='What&apos;s Baking, Dearie?'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TRyNDfou9rI/AAAAAAAABPI/3dM1UMQbIkA/s72-c/Alaskan%2BKing%2BCrabs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-1824822074296443394</id><published>2010-12-23T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T22:48:39.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gerbera Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Christmas is just two days away, and already I'm busy wrapping gifts for some of my closer colleagues, and helping Bernice with hers for her colleagues as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Earlier, Bernice asked what I'd like for Christmas; I told her that she's the best Christmas gift I could ask for. On my way home, I stopped by the florist shop to buy some Gerberas and baby breath. Since Bernice's in church to play the piano for the Christmas worship rehearsal, I put the bouquet on her dressing table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When she came back home, I pretended to do my things as usual while she went into the master bedroom. Moments later I heard her laughters and knew she must've been delighted with the early Christmas surprise. Eagerly she placed the flowers in the vase as the centrepiece for the dining table. Well, it's been quite a while since we last had flowers at home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TRNb1gqBQnI/AAAAAAAABO8/584cvW7tK-g/s1600/SAM_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553883740335325810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TRNb1gqBQnI/AAAAAAAABO8/584cvW7tK-g/s400/SAM_0671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Here's wishing all our readers a very blessed Christmas for the year 2010! May we stop for at least a brief moment to reflect on the reason for this special season...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Man pauses but a moment to honor a birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yet, were he to stay longer, were he to look deeper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He could see Creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The birth would still be there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;An archetypal pattern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;for the millions who are always moving forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;On a transcendental journey of themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-1824822074296443394?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1824822074296443394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=1824822074296443394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/1824822074296443394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/1824822074296443394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/gerbera-christmas.html' title='Gerbera Christmas'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TRNb1gqBQnI/AAAAAAAABO8/584cvW7tK-g/s72-c/SAM_0671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-2006942028248858851</id><published>2010-12-18T17:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T22:08:29.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fruitcake Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This year, The Bible Church (TBC) emarked on a different kind of community outreach program to reach out to the West Coast neighbourhood - a children's musical entitled: A Fruitcake Christmas (see brochure below).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyzOeQsLSI/AAAAAAAABO0/k6TXhZOGeSY/s1600/Brochure1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552009501863587106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyzOeQsLSI/AAAAAAAABO0/k6TXhZOGeSY/s400/Brochure1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice was in church earlier at 10am for the Christmas worship rehearsal, while I went over at 11am. The sanctuary was packed with parents and their children who signed up for this program, and I could sense the excitment and enthusiasm among them as the children immersed themselves in the musical that's being played out by the TBC's young teens. It was very well choreographed as actors and backstaged personnels blend in their efforts to bring out the true message of Christmas to everyone present there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyzN7JQVXI/AAAAAAAABOs/d157VvI4CkU/s1600/Fruitcake1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552009492437161330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyzN7JQVXI/AAAAAAAABOs/d157VvI4CkU/s400/Fruitcake1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After the show, the people made their way out of the sanctuary down to the fellowship hall where more fun activities awaited the children (and adults alike, no doubt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyzNrIU8rI/AAAAAAAABOk/05gR3nffqY4/s1600/Fruitcake2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552009488138302130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyzNrIU8rI/AAAAAAAABOk/05gR3nffqY4/s400/Fruitcake2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In trying to reach out to the neighbourhood, TBC has often portray itself as a Christian community that emphasizes healthy, creative and caring group of people whose members are willing to put in the time and effort to share their gifts and talents with every person that steps into the church vicinity, even if it's for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyzNcLSeTI/AAAAAAAABOc/4R1He69-61M/s1600/Fruitcake3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552009484124191026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyzNcLSeTI/AAAAAAAABOc/4R1He69-61M/s400/Fruitcake3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You could tell how delighted both parents and children were as they interact with the Christians through wholesome and fun games that were thoughtfully designed to remove the barriers, and allowed TBC to establish good faith with the people to invite them to church in a non-threatening way to learn more about Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyywpROz_I/AAAAAAAABOU/6QSq1Yj65zY/s1600/Fruitcake4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552008989422571506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyywpROz_I/AAAAAAAABOU/6QSq1Yj65zY/s400/Fruitcake4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course, everyone is eager to have their photos taken with the fantastic cast of characters who put up a fantastic show that's not only entertaining but also meaningful in the Christian sense, which to some extent allowed the participants to see Christmas in a different light than the usual commercialism and self-gratifying context which they're so used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyywj2t_6I/AAAAAAAABOM/KWdCfzisyRw/s1600/Fruitcake5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552008987969191842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyywj2t_6I/AAAAAAAABOM/KWdCfzisyRw/s400/Fruitcake5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My favourite character happened to be the cockcroaches (which Bernice irks), so I jumped on the opportunity to take a photo with the bigger of the two rascals (as Bernice used to call those bugs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyywXjkiOI/AAAAAAAABOE/pMLbdiiX1e4/s1600/SAM_0641a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552008984667654370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyywXjkiOI/AAAAAAAABOE/pMLbdiiX1e4/s400/SAM_0641a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice on the other hand, is more attracted to the butterflies so I made doubly sure she had hers taken with these two pretty winged bugs who also sung beautifully during the musical presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyywZsrR0I/AAAAAAAABN8/bko1Fyu-YZM/s1600/SAM_0647a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552008985242715970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyywZsrR0I/AAAAAAAABN8/bko1Fyu-YZM/s400/SAM_0647a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Soon it was lunch time and we adjorned to the West Coast Plaza (WCP) next door. As with any shopping mall, WCP was bustling with Christmas activities. There's even a snowman-making contest that allowed family members to participate as a team, which certainly helped to bond the parents and children together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyywAdnlaI/AAAAAAAABN0/zCxE-fQS99Y/s1600/WCP.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552008978468672930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyywAdnlaI/AAAAAAAABN0/zCxE-fQS99Y/s400/WCP.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;West Coast may be a little out of the way compared to the likes of Orchard Road or Marina Bay, but I like the more demure yet family-oriented form of community spirit that's alive here than the high and dry form of consumerism and hedonism (pleasure-seeking as an end in itself philosophy) that's synonymous with these commercial districts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-2006942028248858851?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2006942028248858851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=2006942028248858851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2006942028248858851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/2006942028248858851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/fruitcake-christmas.html' title='A Fruitcake Christmas'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQyzOeQsLSI/AAAAAAAABO0/k6TXhZOGeSY/s72-c/Brochure1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-6202124224749503625</id><published>2010-12-17T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T14:39:47.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dory Dearie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's not often that Bernice prepares deep fried meals at home, but last evening she decided to try out the dory fish recipe with a little touch of her own improvision - mashed blanched cauliflower with sliced carrot and parsley shaped into an inverted bowl (looked like fried rice at first glance) and some pasta with microwave-heated roasted garlic and herbs finishing sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551841661196665090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQwak3DXgQI/AAAAAAAABNU/cld2sZeA380/s400/SAM_0562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Topped it with a glass of home-made fruit punch (non-alcoholic sparkling grape juice, ice-freeze lime and promogranade juice, bubbly Sprite, slices of lemon and sprinkles of mint leaves), and what you ended up with is a delicious dinner complimented with a refreshing cocktail drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQwalEQnwzI/AAAAAAAABNc/1BYFSgccaaM/s1600/SAM_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551841664741917490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQwalEQnwzI/AAAAAAAABNc/1BYFSgccaaM/s400/SAM_0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Verdict: Simply heavenly (burp! excuse me...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-6202124224749503625?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6202124224749503625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=6202124224749503625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6202124224749503625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6202124224749503625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/dory-dearie.html' title='Dory Dearie'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQwak3DXgQI/AAAAAAAABNU/cld2sZeA380/s72-c/SAM_0562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-8823142711218900221</id><published>2010-12-12T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T20:57:13.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Outings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This weekend was quite an evenful one. Saturday morning, we took Bernice's nieces and nephew to Vivocity to watch &lt;em&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia: Voyage of the Dawn Treader&lt;/em&gt;. After the movie we had lunch at Food Republic before bringing them to our home for some fun activities for the afternoon. It's school holiday, after all. Bernice made some banana muffins for the kids while I occupied them with games (iPod, Wii, dart board, boggle, etc).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday after worship, Bernice stayed back for the choir practice while I went home to put out the clothes for drying and to settle some business matter. In the late afternoon, we took a bus to Thomson Plaza as Bernice booked a complimentary training session with Yamaha for the PSR-S710 keyboard she bought sometimes back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQS-nWpOu_I/AAAAAAAABNM/dtX58oPv4XQ/s1600/SAM_0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549770224129981426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQS-nWpOu_I/AAAAAAAABNM/dtX58oPv4XQ/s400/SAM_0546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's early December and already the Christmas decorations were up to attract the crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQS-nMPhjbI/AAAAAAAABNE/th4gtai6Qak/s1600/SAM_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549770221337808306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQS-nMPhjbI/AAAAAAAABNE/th4gtai6Qak/s400/SAM_0547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The training class was conducted on Level 3 in the Concert Salon room. There were only a handful of people so the training was quite personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQS-m51haRI/AAAAAAAABM8/2cWWasek-jM/s1600/SAM_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549770216396908818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQS-m51haRI/AAAAAAAABM8/2cWWasek-jM/s400/SAM_0550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After the class, we adjorned to the food court (Kopitiam) at Level 1 for our dinner.&lt;/span&gt; I thought the dry curry chicken noodle was quite value for money ($4.50) compared to the Unagi set meal ($6.80).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQS-mnOexhI/AAAAAAAABM0/cSd_Xws1WNg/s1600/SAM_0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549770211401319954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQS-mnOexhI/AAAAAAAABM0/cSd_Xws1WNg/s400/SAM_0555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As we're having our dessert (popiah) and guava juice drink, I noticed a 10-year old boy carrying his younger brother on his back while ordering his meal. In an increasingly affluent society where children are overly pampered and spoilt, it's nice to see an older child caring for his younger sibling instead of rivalry and strife. I'm sure this boy will turn out to be a fine young man in time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQS-mdSk6EI/AAAAAAAABMs/wyan0UP8j9M/s1600/SAM_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549770208734144578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQS-mdSk6EI/AAAAAAAABMs/wyan0UP8j9M/s400/SAM_0556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-8823142711218900221?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8823142711218900221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=8823142711218900221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8823142711218900221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8823142711218900221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/weekend-outings.html' title='Weekend Outings'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TQS-nWpOu_I/AAAAAAAABNM/dtX58oPv4XQ/s72-c/SAM_0546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-4957016214223467378</id><published>2010-12-04T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T16:22:53.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KKMC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just barely one week has passed and we're invited to another church wedding, this time by Bernice's former cell group friends, Vincent and Shirley's son, Andrew and his fiancee Evon. The place was at the Kampong Kapor Methodist Church (KKMC), somewhere near Little India. We were late by 30 minutes due to slow traffic on a rainy day and mis-judgment of the bus route. Fortunately, we got to see the bride making ready her entrance to the aisle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1v3rBA-I/AAAAAAAABMk/Ckn2Pzw71LI/s1600/Wedding1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546734618830504930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1v3rBA-I/AAAAAAAABMk/Ckn2Pzw71LI/s400/Wedding1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Both Andrew and Evon are involved in Campus Crusade for Christ (CCC) outreach full-time, and it was not surprising that their CCC teammates and church friends turned up in force to support them. I thought the exhortation given by their pastor on 1 John about love was quite good and filled with practical advices for the newly wed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1vXiCvgI/AAAAAAAABMc/ZPvkfGmutV4/s1600/Wedding2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546734610202934786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1vXiCvgI/AAAAAAAABMc/ZPvkfGmutV4/s400/Wedding2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The highlight of any church wedding, as always, is the solemnization of marriage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1valO2bI/AAAAAAAABMU/THK0EeNxAq4/s1600/Wedding3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546734611021617586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1valO2bI/AAAAAAAABMU/THK0EeNxAq4/s400/Wedding3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...which included the giving away of the bride, the wedding vows, the exchanging of rings, and the unveiling and kissing of the bride, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1vKJk8gI/AAAAAAAABMM/6tdIx9w_ca0/s1600/Wedding4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546734606610657794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1vKJk8gI/AAAAAAAABMM/6tdIx9w_ca0/s400/Wedding4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Besides the lighting of the unity candle, the pronouncement of blessings upon the couple, there's also a special dance and song item presented before the benediction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1gsfktLI/AAAAAAAABME/GBjqvYFyFD4/s1600/Wedding5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546734358131684530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1gsfktLI/AAAAAAAABME/GBjqvYFyFD4/s400/Wedding5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The bride and groom then gave a thanksgiving speech to acknowledge their gratitude to their parents, and appreciation to all the helpers and the brothers and sisters who in one way or another brought the two of them together in their life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;journeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1gar7pDI/AAAAAAAABL8/f_R5Luw_OTk/s1600/Wedding6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546734353351681074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1gar7pDI/AAAAAAAABL8/f_R5Luw_OTk/s400/Wedding6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thereafter, we're treated to a lunch reception at the function hall where sumptuous buffet dishes awaited the guests, and provided opportunities for old friends to catch up and renew ties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1gLnWCjI/AAAAAAAABL0/JPo237T-bvk/s1600/Wedding7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546734349305907762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1gLnWCjI/AAAAAAAABL0/JPo237T-bvk/s400/Wedding7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After the meal, we spent some time to explore the church compound and took some photos before making our way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1f5nAQHI/AAAAAAAABLs/P6HTShG0ybU/s1600/Wedding8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546734344472641650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1f5nAQHI/AAAAAAAABLs/P6HTShG0ybU/s400/Wedding8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now that we're married, attending weddings take on a special meaning and added another dimension to such joyous occasions that perhaps only married couples can appreciate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-4957016214223467378?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4957016214223467378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=4957016214223467378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4957016214223467378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4957016214223467378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/kkmc.html' title='KKMC'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPn1v3rBA-I/AAAAAAAABMk/Ckn2Pzw71LI/s72-c/Wedding1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-8316399880673537476</id><published>2010-11-27T23:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T14:49:10.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE degree 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today's a rather happy and eventful day out for us, because we're invited to Bernice's cousin, Theresa's church wedding lunch and dinner. The holy matrimony was conducted at the Bethesda Chapel in Lorong Melayu, near Kembangan MRT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHu4SdtfhI/AAAAAAAABLk/XTb_2MZaxbg/s1600/Wedding1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544475267066330642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHu4SdtfhI/AAAAAAAABLk/XTb_2MZaxbg/s400/Wedding1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; As with most church wedding, you'd expect the usual order of events, one of which is the bridal procession with the page boy bearing the wedding rings and the flower girls, followed by the bride and her parent (in Theresa's case, her dad had passed away so it's left to her mum to give her away).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHu36ecbXI/AAAAAAAABLc/zxbW8ACSP3A/s1600/Wedding2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544475260626955634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHu36ecbXI/AAAAAAAABLc/zxbW8ACSP3A/s400/Wedding2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then there's the solemnization, the unveiling and kissing of the bride, the signing of the marriage certificate, the lighting of the unity candle (an option), and the couple's fellowship community giving their blessings to the newly wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHu3uV-23I/AAAAAAAABLU/lqF9AdbWjvE/s1600/Wedding3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544475257370237810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHu3uV-23I/AAAAAAAABLU/lqF9AdbWjvE/s400/Wedding3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Next come the moment everyone's looking forward to - the wedding lunch reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHu3tMYGMI/AAAAAAAABLM/x9rzw34mtTw/s1600/Wedding4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544475257061513410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHu3tMYGMI/AAAAAAAABLM/x9rzw34mtTw/s400/Wedding4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Getting to have a photo with the newly wed wasn't easy, as the bridegroom seemed preoccupied with entertaining so many of his friends and relatives. Well, we'll just have to make do here and be content to have a shot with the bride then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuVUte2II/AAAAAAAABLE/euQnNPGr1vc/s1600/Wedding5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544474666373929090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuVUte2II/AAAAAAAABLE/euQnNPGr1vc/s400/Wedding5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On our way home, we stopped by Tiong Bahru Plaza for Bernice to have her red high heel shoes fixed. While waiting, I loitered around the complex and saw that the festive atmosphere has already arrived with all the decos and busy shoppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuU4J7KUI/AAAAAAAABK8/dBtklV5kaGk/s1600/Wedding6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544474658708597058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuU4J7KUI/AAAAAAAABK8/dBtklV5kaGk/s400/Wedding6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The wedding dinner was at ONE degree 15 at Sentosa Cove. It was kinda out of the way but fortunately Bernice's brother-in-law offered us a lift since they're also invited. It was a prestigious place to hold a wedding dinner since the Marina Club is residential for the rich and affluence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuU4FNw_I/AAAAAAAABK0/C_EBff71oEw/s1600/Wedding7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544474658688844786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuU4FNw_I/AAAAAAAABK0/C_EBff71oEw/s400/Wedding7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Finally, before the dinner started, we managed to have a photo taken with the bride and groom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuUXl8L7I/AAAAAAAABKs/Bi5gS8H4g6s/s1600/Wedding8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544474649967734706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuUXl8L7I/AAAAAAAABKs/Bi5gS8H4g6s/s400/Wedding8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You could tell by their expression how happy the couple were. We certainly prayed that their marriage and life together will be a blissful one in the years to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuFlw_d4I/AAAAAAAABKk/ZTCU6dfR36E/s1600/Wedding9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544474396074145666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuFlw_d4I/AAAAAAAABKk/ZTCU6dfR36E/s400/Wedding9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course, in such a setting every guest would rejoice with the couple and their families. Many happy returns to you both... Cheers (or bottoms up, yam-seng)&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuFSA9dTI/AAAAAAAABKc/kH5Y1bRq7fQ/s1600/Wedding10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544474390772413746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuFSA9dTI/AAAAAAAABKc/kH5Y1bRq7fQ/s400/Wedding10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice's nieces were present, adding to the fun and cheer as they pestered me for attention to play with them. From right: Vera, Athena, and mischievious Meagan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuFCwedRI/AAAAAAAABKU/4ot1SzN2dMI/s1600/Wedding11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544474386676741394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuFCwedRI/AAAAAAAABKU/4ot1SzN2dMI/s400/Wedding11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Finally dinner's over at slightly past 10.45pm as we made our way to the car park. It's a night to be remembered for the couple, no doubt, and for many who turned up to celebrate their union as husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuE4H3O6I/AAAAAAAABKM/SIQ-qc-aCCU/s1600/Wedding12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544474383822044066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHuE4H3O6I/AAAAAAAABKM/SIQ-qc-aCCU/s400/Wedding12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I doubt we'd set foot again at this prestigious yacht club, so we decided to take a few photos just for memory's sake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-8316399880673537476?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8316399880673537476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=8316399880673537476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8316399880673537476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/8316399880673537476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-degree-15.html' title='ONE degree 15'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TPHu4SdtfhI/AAAAAAAABLk/XTb_2MZaxbg/s72-c/Wedding1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-6935404802588595800</id><published>2010-11-17T12:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T14:23:40.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China Trip 2010 - Shanghai (Part 6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The final highlight of our China trip was the Shanghai World Expo 2010. You simply can't imagine the scale of this event unless you've been there. As the tour guide remarked, "If you don't go to the Expo, you'll regret for the rest of your life; after you've been to the Expo, however, you'll live the rest of your life in regret..." Kinda hard to grasp what he actually meant by that statement, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONUEedx5xI/AAAAAAAABKE/iKZggkU9yNo/s1600/Shanghai-100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540364402470020882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONUEedx5xI/AAAAAAAABKE/iKZggkU9yNo/s400/Shanghai-100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The whole exhibition was so huge, depending on which parking area your coach actually pulls up in (one parking area could easily contain up to 500 buses!), you'd need to enter in by the nearest gantry gateway; ours happened to be number 7.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONUEOmAG2I/AAAAAAAABJ8/bcKTdBQ3-hs/s1600/Shanghai-101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540364398209538914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONUEOmAG2I/AAAAAAAABJ8/bcKTdBQ3-hs/s400/Shanghai-101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Expo directory showing that there were two exhibition areas, one for international podiums on one side of the Huang Pu river, and another smaller one for the Shanghai city municipal on the opposite side of the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONUDxKHUbI/AAAAAAAABJ0/w_lvNeV4GFw/s1600/Shanghai-102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540364390307942834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONUDxKHUbI/AAAAAAAABJ0/w_lvNeV4GFw/s400/Shanghai-102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Inside the Expo, you could choose different ways of travelling: by foot, by bus (free of charge but crowded), or by electric MPVs (RMB10 per trip in comfort). You'd never get lost because there's plenty of road signs to give directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONUD1eBnLI/AAAAAAAABJs/tViKZFORqk4/s1600/Shanghai-103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540364391465196722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONUD1eBnLI/AAAAAAAABJs/tViKZFORqk4/s400/Shanghai-103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Better yet, there's student volunteers in special green and white xteps (they're given the nickname 'white cabbage' i.e. xiao bai cai) with ID tags whom you could approach should you need a more personal service. There's an estimated 170,000 such volunteers enlisted, of which 70,000 were stationed in the Expo, and another 100,000 at service stations throughout Shanghai city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONT5W6RcsI/AAAAAAAABJk/8yCCmZJvhiI/s1600/Shanghai-104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540364211463484098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONT5W6RcsI/AAAAAAAABJk/8yCCmZJvhiI/s400/Shanghai-104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To facilitate ease of navigation and exploration, the pavilions were grouped according to regions of the world. Over here at the South Asia region were Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, Philippines, Brunei, Indonesia, Cambodia and Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONT5COrzLI/AAAAAAAABJc/eG8R2NB0cak/s1600/Shanghai-105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540364205911952562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONT5COrzLI/AAAAAAAABJc/eG8R2NB0cak/s400/Shanghai-105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice was attracted to a floral setup along the side walls of the Theme Pavilion with alternate pink and violet morning glory, and so... snap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONT4qFiPoI/AAAAAAAABJU/xsE_DAVNMKY/s1600/Shanghai-106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540364199431126658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONT4qFiPoI/AAAAAAAABJU/xsE_DAVNMKY/s400/Shanghai-106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course, you couldn't possibly miss Haibao, the Expo mascot, and his family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONT4Q6-I0I/AAAAAAAABJM/EFR_2pY9NgM/s1600/Shanghai-107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540364192675930946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONT4Q6-I0I/AAAAAAAABJM/EFR_2pY9NgM/s400/Shanghai-107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It seemed that the Theme Pavilion was the one place you don't have to queue long to get into...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTrGmhMDI/AAAAAAAABJE/M716_xTEk7Q/s1600/Shanghai-108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540363966567493682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTrGmhMDI/AAAAAAAABJE/M716_xTEk7Q/s400/Shanghai-108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's kinda dark once you get inside, but the static displays and multimedia broadcasts were quite impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTqsy_e7I/AAAAAAAABI8/X0YthD4bH0c/s1600/Shanghai-109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540363959640488882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTqsy_e7I/AAAAAAAABI8/X0YthD4bH0c/s400/Shanghai-109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Theme Pavilion was all about creating awareness on the rampant abuses our earth was being subjected to and centered around the five elements which are basic to the survival of all living species on this fragile blue globe. It also encouraged it's audience to go green and save the environment while there is still time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTqOfvKjI/AAAAAAAABI0/md4P7HRHcZc/s1600/Shanghai-110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540363951506663986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTqOfvKjI/AAAAAAAABI0/md4P7HRHcZc/s400/Shanghai-110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At the Western Europe region were pavilions belonging to Spain, France, Germany, Switzerland, etc. You could tell by the number of people queueing up outside the pavilions how popular the european countries were. In fact, there's regular announcements over the air on the queue time for each podium, some of which could be as long as 3-4 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTp50rQUI/AAAAAAAABIs/lfwqrP_i5Lo/s1600/Shanghai-111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540363945957343554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTp50rQUI/AAAAAAAABIs/lfwqrP_i5Lo/s400/Shanghai-111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Eastern Europe region comprised Serbia, Iceland, Czech Republic, Poland, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTfkgkoZI/AAAAAAAABIk/s7zzo2WC2QI/s1600/Shanghai-112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540363768437186962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTfkgkoZI/AAAAAAAABIk/s7zzo2WC2QI/s400/Shanghai-112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not surprising, the China Pavilion is the biggest and occupied a plot of land all by itself. The architectural design alone is a marvel to behold, and getting inside was near impossible with the large number of Chinese nationals flocking incessantly to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTfMK1l_I/AAAAAAAABIc/5Afd3Aw48pY/s1600/Shanghai-113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540363761903572978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTfMK1l_I/AAAAAAAABIc/5Afd3Aw48pY/s400/Shanghai-113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's interesting to see that there were so many mainland Chinese coming from all over China to this Expo, many with their whole families just for a day out and picnicking. It was estimated that the 184-day long Expo attracted 73 million visitors and generated 12 billion direct tourism income alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTeB7hHlI/AAAAAAAABIU/sAeHh1mwSXA/s1600/Shanghai-114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540363741975092818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTeB7hHlI/AAAAAAAABIU/sAeHh1mwSXA/s400/Shanghai-114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Soon the sky darkened and the pavilions come alive with their individual lighting displays. And it was also time to say goodbye as we made our way to the parking area to take the coach to Pudong airport for our midnight return flight back to Singapore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTdBlU1aI/AAAAAAAABIM/UIQrf8fHYdc/s1600/Shanghai-115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540363724702143906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONTdBlU1aI/AAAAAAAABIM/UIQrf8fHYdc/s400/Shanghai-115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The 10-day China trip was our first to this land of our ancestors, a very memorable and enriching experience. We hope our readers had enjoyed the fascinating journeys with us. Certainly we hope to come back and tour other parts of this land of 5,000 year-old history with its rich cultures and amazing landscapes. Until then... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-6935404802588595800?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6935404802588595800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=6935404802588595800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6935404802588595800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6935404802588595800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/china-trip-2010-shanghai-part-6.html' title='China Trip 2010 - Shanghai (Part 6)'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TONUEedx5xI/AAAAAAAABKE/iKZggkU9yNo/s72-c/Shanghai-100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-4495993198784720666</id><published>2010-11-15T21:21:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T10:03:57.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China Trip 2010 - Shanghai (Part 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The last destination before dinner was the famous old Cheng Huang Miao Street. As it was near mid-autumn festival, the place was jam-packed with people, both locals and tourists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1kc3dQ4I/AAAAAAAABIE/KR6g3wx8Umo/s1600/Shanghai-079.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539767916982780802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1kc3dQ4I/AAAAAAAABIE/KR6g3wx8Umo/s400/Shanghai-079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Once inside, there are all kinds of shops set in a mix of old-modern architectural facade. There's even a Starbucks Coffee outlet here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1jNMLAEI/AAAAAAAABH8/uuSLFij5V-E/s1600/Shanghai-080.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539767895594827842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1jNMLAEI/AAAAAAAABH8/uuSLFij5V-E/s400/Shanghai-080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Everywhere you go, it's people mountain people sea (to put in English the Chinese expression of multitude of people). As the tour guide told us, in Shanghai you get to see lots and lots of heads as people squeeze people (whatever that means).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1jGdoTuI/AAAAAAAABH0/DL6CMq8INWQ/s1600/Shanghai-081.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539767893789003490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1jGdoTuI/AAAAAAAABH0/DL6CMq8INWQ/s400/Shanghai-081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;While wandering along the shop alleys, we spotted this cute little blue creature that was featured in many places. Later we learnt that it was Haibao, the mascot for the Shanghai World Expo 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1iu6vHbI/AAAAAAAABHs/x6VWM9hfPIQ/s1600/Shanghai-082.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539767887468633522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1iu6vHbI/AAAAAAAABHs/x6VWM9hfPIQ/s400/Shanghai-082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As the sky darkened, street and shop lights began to lit up, giving the atmosphere a different kind of effect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1iQCrLZI/AAAAAAAABHk/6s3GY5vwDB4/s1600/Shanghai-083.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539767879180430738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1iQCrLZI/AAAAAAAABHk/6s3GY5vwDB4/s400/Shanghai-083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One of the alley shops selling painted hand-held fans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1R2k3srI/AAAAAAAABHc/bGc2m6mwdfM/s1600/Shanghai-084.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539767597466628786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1R2k3srI/AAAAAAAABHc/bGc2m6mwdfM/s400/Shanghai-084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Another alley shops selling chopsticks (yup, chopsticks!). The words on the shop front was kinda interesting so I took a photo to show my readers (our apologies for non-chinese readers here...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1Q95ALeI/AAAAAAAABHU/bW1axmYzCOs/s1600/Shanghai-085.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539767582250249698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1Q95ALeI/AAAAAAAABHU/bW1axmYzCOs/s400/Shanghai-085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Getting back out of the alley to the central square, a different, colorful world awaited us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1QnXklfI/AAAAAAAABHM/xkre9vPqfsg/s1600/Shanghai-086.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539767576204449266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1QnXklfI/AAAAAAAABHM/xkre9vPqfsg/s400/Shanghai-086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and inside the foodcourt, diners and servers were alike busy with one thing in mind, getting the hungry stomachs filled. The sight of it made our tummy growl... where's dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1QGIiB6I/AAAAAAAABHE/bEUU7cbBO1M/s1600/Shanghai-087.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539767567282997154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1QGIiB6I/AAAAAAAABHE/bEUU7cbBO1M/s400/Shanghai-087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, we didn't have to wait too long before we were whisked to this Daizhu Village Restaurant, where food (glorious food) and variety shows gratified our appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE07ir2MAI/AAAAAAAABG8/qmu_bbbNrnI/s1600/Shanghai-088.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539767214170058754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE07ir2MAI/AAAAAAAABG8/qmu_bbbNrnI/s400/Shanghai-088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On our way out to the coach, we saw a familiar friend in the midst of this roadside fruit stall - durians! Upon closer examination, we realised that the durians were opened and days old! Too bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE069lQWTI/AAAAAAAABG0/qBebDgX1Sr8/s1600/Shanghai-089.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539767204210301234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE069lQWTI/AAAAAAAABG0/qBebDgX1Sr8/s400/Shanghai-089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was an unbearable 2 hours ride to the hotel for our first night in Shanghai - at the very outskirt of the city! Many of us were upset with this arrangement, considering that we're nearing the end of our tour and tired out. The tour guide explained that finding a hotel in the city during this period of the world expo was quite hard and expensive. That figures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE06Tio9mI/AAAAAAAABGs/nhGWGDT653Q/s1600/Shanghai-090.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539767192925042274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE06Tio9mI/AAAAAAAABGs/nhGWGDT653Q/s400/Shanghai-090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The next morning after breakfast, we're on our way to another place to taste a different kind of tea - Pu'er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE055TzkvI/AAAAAAAABGk/wu66aElrP1M/s1600/Shanghai-091.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539767185883501298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE055TzkvI/AAAAAAAABGk/wu66aElrP1M/s400/Shanghai-091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The promoter this time come from Daizhu of ShuangXiPanNa (Yunnan). She has a very peculiar name - Dao (Knife) Xiao Qiao, and she entertained us with her humorous wits and native accents as she explained the benefits and right way of tasting tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0XoTA7sI/AAAAAAAABGc/_aFuWbFN-LM/s1600/Shanghai-092.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539766597201227458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0XoTA7sI/AAAAAAAABGc/_aFuWbFN-LM/s400/Shanghai-092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On our way to Nanking Road for lunch, we passed by this road section with various Haibao in different outfits, and a giant ball of flowers (quite similar to the one in Singapore, though I can't recall where...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0XKmxAxI/AAAAAAAABGU/5UcJZeoogk0/s1600/Shanghai-093.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539766589231006482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0XKmxAxI/AAAAAAAABGU/5UcJZeoogk0/s400/Shanghai-093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Soon we're at one of the world's busiest shopping streets - Nanjing Road, where we're given an hour and a half to shop and lunch on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0Wv_PInI/AAAAAAAABGM/UF-55vtqYGc/s1600/Shanghai-094.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539766582085886578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0Wv_PInI/AAAAAAAABGM/UF-55vtqYGc/s400/Shanghai-094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After loitering for a while. we decided to dine at this Japanese restaurant for a change from the usual Chinese meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0ViqldDI/AAAAAAAABGE/pFBFwr84tn0/s1600/Shanghai-095.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539766561329738802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0ViqldDI/AAAAAAAABGE/pFBFwr84tn0/s400/Shanghai-095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's Bernice sitting at a cozy wine display section. We ordered Unagi bento set each and a tempura side dish. "Mmm... where should I begin?" Bernice mused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0IpAb3gI/AAAAAAAABF8/w9d-rw3bBtw/s1600/Shanghai-096.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539766339693698562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0IpAb3gI/AAAAAAAABF8/w9d-rw3bBtw/s400/Shanghai-096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The green tea cup was kinda unique, so a close-up shot for the benefit of our readers to behold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0IDCylwI/AAAAAAAABF0/bOmzyxvNFG0/s1600/Shanghai-097.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539766329503028994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0IDCylwI/AAAAAAAABF0/bOmzyxvNFG0/s400/Shanghai-097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After lunch we still had time so decided to enjoy the street scene a little. This is the well-known Peace Hotel that was featured in Chow Yuan Fatt's movie of the same title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0HfJuA-I/AAAAAAAABFs/YCZQQUbt0PQ/s1600/Shanghai-098.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539766319868412898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0HfJuA-I/AAAAAAAABFs/YCZQQUbt0PQ/s400/Shanghai-098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At this end of Nanjing Road is the spectacular view of the Oriental Peral TV Tower (highest in Asia) and other famous landmarks facing the bund (wai tan) across the Huang Pu river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0GulOqjI/AAAAAAAABFk/1sTxixSm-Dk/s1600/Shanghai-099.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539766306830461490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE0GulOqjI/AAAAAAAABFk/1sTxixSm-Dk/s400/Shanghai-099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One more installment to go... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-4495993198784720666?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4495993198784720666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=4495993198784720666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4495993198784720666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/4495993198784720666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/china-trip-2010-shanghai-part-5.html' title='China Trip 2010 - Shanghai (Part 5)'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TOE1kc3dQ4I/AAAAAAAABIE/KR6g3wx8Umo/s72-c/Shanghai-079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-6410959793461294312</id><published>2010-11-10T09:07:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T13:29:36.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China Trip 2010 - Shanghai (Part 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Where do you go to if you wanna taste the best Long Jing Chinese tea? The Village of Mei (Mei Jia Wu) of course! And this is where we're going today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxUpEKlwI/AAAAAAAABFc/Jt1SuGVVrkM/s1600/Shanghai-057.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722553751738114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxUpEKlwI/AAAAAAAABFc/Jt1SuGVVrkM/s400/Shanghai-057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mei Jia Wu has a history of about 600 years, and is situated west of the West Lake. "There's mountains and scenery, there's villages and water, there's tea and culture." fitly describes this old protected settlement of 500 odd households, with the dorminant Mei surname among the 2000-strong population.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxUBGA0NI/AAAAAAAABFU/uivJTTmJOsY/s1600/Shanghai-058.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722543022067922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxUBGA0NI/AAAAAAAABFU/uivJTTmJOsY/s400/Shanghai-058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Each of us is given a visitor's pass when we entered the reserved area. Here's Little Missy again posing with her pass (Oh girl! She's a natural born model, don't you think?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxTyj-VaI/AAAAAAAABFM/P8R-7tjt2zM/s1600/Shanghai-059.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722539121202594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxTyj-VaI/AAAAAAAABFM/P8R-7tjt2zM/s400/Shanghai-059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A quiet and leisure place to explore, right in the middle of the front court yard is a statue of Lu Yi (Louis in english?) the Tea Sage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxTilaw8I/AAAAAAAABFE/GpNXdPFMStA/s1600/Shanghai-060.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722534832292802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxTilaw8I/AAAAAAAABFE/GpNXdPFMStA/s400/Shanghai-060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;With such a big tea pot, there's no worry about not having enough tea to serve the tour group...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxTT7YGII/AAAAAAAABE8/ChJ-Dy67GlQ/s1600/Shanghai-061.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722530897860738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxTT7YGII/AAAAAAAABE8/ChJ-Dy67GlQ/s400/Shanghai-061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;An even bigger tea pot at the carp pond (the emerald-color water looks like green tea, and the carps looks like the lightly fried brown twigs of the Long Jing).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxLY-Y-ZI/AAAAAAAABE0/g-RsDoci4pM/s1600/Shanghai-062.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722394813725074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxLY-Y-ZI/AAAAAAAABE0/g-RsDoci4pM/s400/Shanghai-062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Inside the tea room, a promotor (also surnamed Mei), described and demonstrated the benefits of drinking Long Jing tea. Little Missy seemed uninterested in the talk, probably because she's not comfortable with the Chinese language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxLHT9UZI/AAAAAAAABEs/OkkaDeQfmBs/s1600/Shanghai-063.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722390072349074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxLHT9UZI/AAAAAAAABEs/OkkaDeQfmBs/s400/Shanghai-063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Different grades of tea leaves, the best being those pluck before Qing Ming (early March), called Ming Qian Cha and is the acclaimed Cha Wang (king of tea, wrapped in red packaging). One jin (about 500 grams) of this 1st grade tea leaves sells for 1200 RMB, but it contains three times as much tea Polyphenol as the next lower grade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxK2DiagI/AAAAAAAABEk/L36mu2qVQq8/s1600/Shanghai-064.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722385440074242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxK2DiagI/AAAAAAAABEk/L36mu2qVQq8/s400/Shanghai-064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There's still time before lunch, so we went to our next destination: The Academy of 10000 Pine Trees (aka Wansong Shu Yuan). It was believed that the butterfly lovers (Liang ShanBo and Zhu YingTai) studied here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxKufutYI/AAAAAAAABEc/lelBkT1Wqg4/s1600/Shanghai-065.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722383410836866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxKufutYI/AAAAAAAABEc/lelBkT1Wqg4/s400/Shanghai-065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How about acting out Liang-Zhu at the grand entrance of the academy? Bernice seemed keen at the idea, though she'd run away at the sight of moths (or butterfly, for that matter). Maybe our version should be the butterhead lovers, since both of us like our salad with this veggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxKeYR9jI/AAAAAAAABEU/TFON81gYNu0/s1600/Shanghai-066.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722379084625458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxKeYR9jI/AAAAAAAABEU/TFON81gYNu0/s400/Shanghai-066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Puff... puff... After climbing the long flight of steps (Bernice decided to stay put where she was), what greeted the eyes was this quiet scenic garden at the entrance to the Clear Path Hall (Ming Dao Tang). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnw-LYVuEI/AAAAAAAABEM/kjVzSbONFgU/s1600/Shanghai-067.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722167826167874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnw-LYVuEI/AAAAAAAABEM/kjVzSbONFgU/s400/Shanghai-067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On display in the hall are small figurines and scaled down models of houses, city squares and the imperial examination hall, depicting the scenes of how ancient scholars vie for the coveted top three positions of Zhuang Yuan, Bang Yan and Tan Hua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnw94snFDI/AAAAAAAABEE/xKJzlCAPxJs/s1600/Shanghai-068.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722162810917938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnw94snFDI/AAAAAAAABEE/xKJzlCAPxJs/s400/Shanghai-068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After the hall, there is another short flight of steps that leads to the Confucius Shrine (Da Cheng Dian), where students go to pay respect to the statue of Confucius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnw9VD915I/AAAAAAAABD8/vXWrIlH1mqk/s1600/Shanghai-069.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722153245202322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnw9VD915I/AAAAAAAABD8/vXWrIlH1mqk/s400/Shanghai-069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Outside the shrine are four bamboo sheds (two on each side, left and right) which are decorated with many name tags hung on red threads. These are names of students hoping that their names will make it to the notice boards of those who passed the exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnw9BJ_twI/AAAAAAAABD0/AduCicTCnyE/s1600/Shanghai-070.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722147901781762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnw9BJ_twI/AAAAAAAABD0/AduCicTCnyE/s400/Shanghai-070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Soon after, we adjorned for lunch at another outlet of the Hong Ni restaurant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnw892XxQI/AAAAAAAABDs/hpiSW-oTYDc/s1600/Shanghai-071.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537722147014165762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnw892XxQI/AAAAAAAABDs/hpiSW-oTYDc/s400/Shanghai-071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wow, this one has a huge elegant chandelier in the main dining hall. Nice to look at but painful to maintain, though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnw0KG0OjI/AAAAAAAABDk/3DMeKdO_Iyk/s1600/Shanghai-072.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537721995685542450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnw0KG0OjI/AAAAAAAABDk/3DMeKdO_Iyk/s400/Shanghai-072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's young Larry, again playing his favourite ipod games while waiting for lunch to be served.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwz-3oIYI/AAAAAAAABDc/CtMTcVw-i2k/s1600/Shanghai-073.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537721992669045122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwz-3oIYI/AAAAAAAABDc/CtMTcVw-i2k/s400/Shanghai-073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After a sumptuous lunch, we're on our way back to Shanghai city. Along the way, we stopped at Jia Xing, which is situated north-east of Zhejiang Province. The weather was rather hot here, so while freshening up at the washroom, we bought some cone ice-cream to relief ourselves of the swelting heat outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwzk0ZmII/AAAAAAAABDU/ucCyeY_QmA8/s1600/Shanghai-074.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537721985676187778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwzk0ZmII/AAAAAAAABDU/ucCyeY_QmA8/s400/Shanghai-074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Some shop houses along the way. Noticed the sign boards? They're detachable and easy to change; quite a nice way of design, if I may say so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwzU_9hHI/AAAAAAAABDM/ZbCnsjVP0XA/s1600/Shanghai-075.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537721981429711986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwzU_9hHI/AAAAAAAABDM/ZbCnsjVP0XA/s400/Shanghai-075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Road signage, informing us we are approaching the Huang Pu river, and depending on which direction we're headed, we'll cross one of the three bridges I mentioned in my earlier posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwncXhTdI/AAAAAAAABDE/qV5EaPb4cBY/s1600/Shanghai-076.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537721777249144274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwncXhTdI/AAAAAAAABDE/qV5EaPb4cBY/s400/Shanghai-076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just before leaving Jia Xing, we stopped at this factory shop which displays all forms of the Tian Lu (translated heavenly prosperity) charms, which according to the proprietor, is an animal that takes in but does not give out. "Buying one home will bring prosperity to the family," he said. The father of the other Singaporean family whispered to me, "I already got one at home." and pointed subtly at his son, Larry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwnIyJPXI/AAAAAAAABC8/3Wpr0o3zu0U/s1600/Shanghai-077.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537721771992104306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwnIyJPXI/AAAAAAAABC8/3Wpr0o3zu0U/s400/Shanghai-077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Soon, we're on our way again. Thankfully, the bus driver took route that led to the famous Nan Pu bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwm3fSxsI/AAAAAAAABC0/sIlvviSiEiY/s1600/Shanghai-078.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537721767349634754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwm3fSxsI/AAAAAAAABC0/sIlvviSiEiY/s400/Shanghai-078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is the night scene of the same bridge. Now you can see why it's one of the most spectacular bridge to have been built.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwmjwfFnI/AAAAAAAABCs/VOAES6OnnlY/s1600/Shanghai-078a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537721762053035634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnwmjwfFnI/AAAAAAAABCs/VOAES6OnnlY/s400/Shanghai-078a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;More to follow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-6410959793461294312?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6410959793461294312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=6410959793461294312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6410959793461294312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/6410959793461294312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/china-trip-2010-shanghai-part-4.html' title='China Trip 2010 - Shanghai (Part 4)'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNnxUpEKlwI/AAAAAAAABFc/Jt1SuGVVrkM/s72-c/Shanghai-057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-1929718683721794216</id><published>2010-11-08T21:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T13:29:57.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China Trip 2010 - Shanghai (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;From Suzhou, it's another 2 hours bus ride to Hangzhou. It was about 3pm when we reached the final destination of the day - the Su Causeway (Sudi).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNgDwd0n66I/AAAAAAAABCk/057KWtkCodw/s1600/Shanghai-038.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537179873025977250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNgDwd0n66I/AAAAAAAABCk/057KWtkCodw/s400/Shanghai-038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We took the dragon boat (again! No wonder China is known as the land of the dragon) for a short cruise on the famous West Lake (Xihu). While Suzhou is basically flat waterland, Hangzhou is surrounded by mountains on three sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNgDv5L6kvI/AAAAAAAABCc/VJrr2wZP0_s/s1600/Shanghai-039.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537179863191556850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNgDv5L6kvI/AAAAAAAABCc/VJrr2wZP0_s/s400/Shanghai-039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Here's Bernice standing at the side deck of the boat, enjoying her purple corn cob. She was curious when she saw it and decided to try it. Turned out it's not as nice as the golden yellow ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNgDv1gLALI/AAAAAAAABCU/srQIEEwWFcA/s1600/Shanghai-040.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537179862202777778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNgDv1gLALI/AAAAAAAABCU/srQIEEwWFcA/s400/Shanghai-040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Taking a photo with Little Missy (Sharon). On the walls of the boat are photos of well-known politicians who took the boat ride, such as former US Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice, China's late PM Teng Xiao Ping, the late US President Richard Nixon, and of course our MM Lee Kuan Yew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNgDvWFJl1I/AAAAAAAABCM/UumrfscPUaQ/s1600/Shanghai-041.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537179853767939922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNgDvWFJl1I/AAAAAAAABCM/UumrfscPUaQ/s400/Shanghai-041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One famous landmarks of West Lake is this three (two in the photo) stone lanterns that's also featured in the one dollar renmingbi (rmb). It is said that when the lanterns are lit within during the night, 33 moons will appear. How's that? Well, each stone lantern has five holes and five reflections on the lake, so three stone lanterns make 30 moons. Then there's the moon in the night sky and its reflection too, so that makes 32. So where's the remaining moon? Can any reader guess it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNgDvGX-ZKI/AAAAAAAABCE/-GqQplxXPUs/s1600/Shanghai-042b.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537179849551930530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNgDvGX-ZKI/AAAAAAAABCE/-GqQplxXPUs/s400/Shanghai-042b.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is the Leifeng Pagoda (Ta). Ever heard of the legend of the white snake? Then this ancient building should be no stranger to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9hC2WISI/AAAAAAAABB8/QqNnw2bWQvk/s1600/Shanghai-043.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537173011017638178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9hC2WISI/AAAAAAAABB8/QqNnw2bWQvk/s400/Shanghai-043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Along the way to the Flower Harbour Park, we noticed this stretch of bamboo made fence patchwork that seemed to blend quite well with the surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9hK6embI/AAAAAAAABB0/C90ZZFgRyDM/s1600/Shanghai-044.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537173013182454194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9hK6embI/AAAAAAAABB0/C90ZZFgRyDM/s400/Shanghai-044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As the park name implied, there should be quite a lot of flowers to view. Unfortunately the summer is past and there's little floral to see. Thankfully the place is still serene and scenic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9g6G6NbI/AAAAAAAABBs/ffGFI2mRolY/s1600/Shanghai-045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537173008671192498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9g6G6NbI/AAAAAAAABBs/ffGFI2mRolY/s400/Shanghai-045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and good for taking a memorable photo or two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9gmCNglI/AAAAAAAABBk/twIuOJ4DYc8/s1600/Shanghai-046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537173003282776658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9gmCNglI/AAAAAAAABBk/twIuOJ4DYc8/s400/Shanghai-046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course, the carps were still there to behold and feed, and their vibrant red presented a rather spectacular sight like a painting coming alive amidst the frenzy feeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9gqGsf3I/AAAAAAAABBc/Ee4pjPoRcLY/s1600/Shanghai-047.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537173004375326578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9gqGsf3I/AAAAAAAABBc/Ee4pjPoRcLY/s400/Shanghai-047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's something similar to what we saw at Beijing, but put in a different poetic prose. Chinese are such eloquent people when it comes to words, but unfortunately the general social behaviour still leaves much room for improvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9Q3NfS0I/AAAAAAAABBU/9R2ZbHsvgbw/s1600/Shanghai-048.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537172733015575362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9Q3NfS0I/AAAAAAAABBU/9R2ZbHsvgbw/s400/Shanghai-048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We were kinda surprised to spot a peacock resting atop a tree (pointed out by a fellow tourist), and later realised there's actually a Peacock Garden nearby with green and white peacocks! Just look at the beautiful feathers and the crown that adorns its head; it's no wonder the proverb "as proud as a peacock" so aptly fit the prideful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9QlK99SI/AAAAAAAABBM/sRsIfOEXNxM/s1600/Shanghai-049.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537172728173163810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9QlK99SI/AAAAAAAABBM/sRsIfOEXNxM/s400/Shanghai-049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's a sculpture of the renown Song poet Su Dong Po (Sushi, anyone?) standing outside the museum that's named after him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9Qaevl7I/AAAAAAAABBE/tWRVVYz7jnI/s1600/Shanghai-050.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537172725303318450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9Qaevl7I/AAAAAAAABBE/tWRVVYz7jnI/s400/Shanghai-050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Another familiar sight of house above the waters. No wonder the ancients described, "Up above there is heaven, here below there is Su(zhou) Hang(zhou)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9Qc_1WWI/AAAAAAAABA8/JS1SM1tCYyc/s1600/Shanghai-051.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537172725978978658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9Qc_1WWI/AAAAAAAABA8/JS1SM1tCYyc/s400/Shanghai-051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A chance encounter on our way out of the park... two bridal couples having their wedding photo outdoor shoots. Even their poses got style (our guess is they must be pretty good friends to have a group wedding together).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9QElO1vI/AAAAAAAABA0/orl8efSBLRw/s1600/Shanghai-052.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537172719424952050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9QElO1vI/AAAAAAAABA0/orl8efSBLRw/s400/Shanghai-052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On our way to dinner, I noticed this particularly unique parking lot with rows of similar made bicycles. Upon inquiry, the tour guide said it's the Chinese government's way of encouraging people to ride the bike instead of cars to reduce pollution and traffic congestion. Back in the 70s and 80s, that was the primary mode of transportation. As Chinese people become more affluent, many take to driving cars, and now this bicycle policy. Talk about coming full circle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537172478097347698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9CBkP1HI/AAAAAAAABAs/k_H4xjYhCE8/s400/Shanghai-053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A famous restaurant where we have our evening meal. And they used Bai Juyi's poem as an invitation for their slogan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9BmowLvI/AAAAAAAABAk/-G6hGiM8Lj0/s1600/Shanghai-054.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537172470868487922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9BmowLvI/AAAAAAAABAk/-G6hGiM8Lj0/s400/Shanghai-054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This restaurant is really classy, even the centerpiece at the rotary glass table is elaborate. But what come next is the true highlight of the dinner we've been waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9BPOo7XI/AAAAAAAABAc/-TM68cQ5YjM/s1600/Shanghai-055.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537172464584945010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9BPOo7XI/AAAAAAAABAc/-TM68cQ5YjM/s400/Shanghai-055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Make no mistake about it... this is the famous Dong Po Rou you're seeing. Now start drooling... Hahaha! Too bad they only served a small bowl per person. The Indonesian table actually offered to give me theirs (they don't seem to fancy pork meat for whatever reasons), but Bernice sternly reminded me not to touch another piece. Too sinful, she said. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9BBCJUbI/AAAAAAAABAU/wcLtiyxDPWg/s1600/Shanghai-056.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537172460774445490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNf9BBCJUbI/AAAAAAAABAU/wcLtiyxDPWg/s400/Shanghai-056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; More to follow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-1929718683721794216?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1929718683721794216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=1929718683721794216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/1929718683721794216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/1929718683721794216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/china-trip-2010-shanghai-part-3.html' title='China Trip 2010 - Shanghai (Part 3)'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNgDwd0n66I/AAAAAAAABCk/057KWtkCodw/s72-c/Shanghai-038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-59536559777608269</id><published>2010-11-07T14:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T17:00:24.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China Trip 2010 - Shanghai (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Next morning after breakfast, we proceeded to the Couple's Garden Retreat (Ou Yuan), a mansion built right in the middle of Suzhou city by a retired Qing official Shen BingCheng to spend the rest of his life with his beloved wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZLdBUGcvI/AAAAAAAABAM/dZxB3fdQfEI/s1600/Shanghai-012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536695753839637234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZLdBUGcvI/AAAAAAAABAM/dZxB3fdQfEI/s400/Shanghai-012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice couldn't help getting romantic in such a setting and decided to take a photo beside the still waters... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZLdJVg83I/AAAAAAAABAE/isnS0ATehw8/s1600/Shanghai-013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536695755993052018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZLdJVg83I/AAAAAAAABAE/isnS0ATehw8/s400/Shanghai-013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Even the stone carvings at the entrance are so elaborate, you'd imagine that no expenses were spared to make this place a true retreat for lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZLcy8UTfI/AAAAAAAAA_8/QUKmUZbEyTE/s1600/Shanghai-014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536695749981785586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZLcy8UTfI/AAAAAAAAA_8/QUKmUZbEyTE/s400/Shanghai-014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This must be where the visitors were entertained with food and wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZLc9_Uq5I/AAAAAAAAA_0/fgBJ9VobXRY/s1600/Shanghai-015.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536695752947182482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZLc9_Uq5I/AAAAAAAAA_0/fgBJ9VobXRY/s400/Shanghai-015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Every placement of furniture and paintings are thoughtfully planned to ensure maximum leisure and pleasure to behold and use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZKo7-NPbI/AAAAAAAAA_s/bHpPMSZWtQk/s1600/Shanghai-016.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536694859052432818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZKo7-NPbI/AAAAAAAAA_s/bHpPMSZWtQk/s400/Shanghai-016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Even the tiles outside too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZKooSUdiI/AAAAAAAAA_k/msHaARv1Rc4/s1600/Shanghai-017.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536694853768082978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZKooSUdiI/AAAAAAAAA_k/msHaARv1Rc4/s400/Shanghai-017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not to mention the windows along the corridors and walkways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZKoCZX3MI/AAAAAAAAA_c/igXNuTjo8E8/s1600/Shanghai-018.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536694843597118658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZKoCZX3MI/AAAAAAAAA_c/igXNuTjo8E8/s400/Shanghai-018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wonder if Mrs Shen also did this pose when she was the mistress of this mansion? Well, Mrs Ng here thought it'll be a nightmare to maintain the cleanliness of such a big place without the help of domestic servants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZKnzwkwxI/AAAAAAAAA_U/juhkpf6DzKA/s1600/Shanghai-019.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536694839667901202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZKnzwkwxI/AAAAAAAAA_U/juhkpf6DzKA/s400/Shanghai-019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There's a couplet at the door of this building that says, "Lying down while listening to the storm outside in pine-color garment, opening the door to behold the rain amidst the noise of palm leaves." I guess he must be referring to this particular palm tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZI5tIGrmI/AAAAAAAAA_M/J5REceDHHFA/s1600/Shanghai-020.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536692948101934690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZI5tIGrmI/AAAAAAAAA_M/J5REceDHHFA/s400/Shanghai-020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is the artifical yellow granite moutain area. Children just love climbing and playing without realising how worried their mums might be about their safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZI5YWs6MI/AAAAAAAAA_E/tCSVd2w7pQ4/s1600/Shanghai-021.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536692942526015682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZI5YWs6MI/AAAAAAAAA_E/tCSVd2w7pQ4/s400/Shanghai-021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's time to move on to another destination after a romantic morning walk. The streets of Suzhou can be quite interesting to explore if you have the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZI5FfQZbI/AAAAAAAAA-8/H7jWMKZX_Kk/s1600/Shanghai-022.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536692937461622194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZI5FfQZbI/AAAAAAAAA-8/H7jWMKZX_Kk/s400/Shanghai-022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ah, here it is... the Silk Legend factory outlet. On display here are four kinds of silk cocoons: the yellow single cocoon (top left), the douppioni cocoon (top right), the white single cocoon (bottom left), and the spun cocoon (bottom right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZI49gVvMI/AAAAAAAAA-0/1y5gmR4Ncw0/s1600/Shanghai-023.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536692935318682818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZI49gVvMI/AAAAAAAAA-0/1y5gmR4Ncw0/s400/Shanghai-023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The local tour guide at Suzhou describing the process of spinning the silk from the cocoons. Behind are the machines that separate the silk from its mothball to threaded form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZIWVRzraI/AAAAAAAAA-s/tQhdTG3s3HE/s1600/Shanghai-024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536692340404759970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZIWVRzraI/AAAAAAAAA-s/tQhdTG3s3HE/s400/Shanghai-024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Breaking up the cocoons will expose the silkworms within. I guess Bernice isn't interested in this line (or thread) since she has an irking dislike for creepy crawlies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZIVyOd1oI/AAAAAAAAA-k/kGOs6cIyQro/s1600/Shanghai-025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536692330995504770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZIVyOd1oI/AAAAAAAAA-k/kGOs6cIyQro/s400/Shanghai-025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The hands of the workers are soft and smooth from handling these natural emollients, but I suspected that Bernice would prefer SK2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZIV2WShxI/AAAAAAAAA-c/uzYvF9fJlwU/s1600/Shanghai-026.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536692332102059794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZIV2WShxI/AAAAAAAAA-c/uzYvF9fJlwU/s400/Shanghai-026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In the end, we purchased a bedsheet set (comprising pillows, quilt and bedsheet) and a nice set of silk coverings for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZIVquXknI/AAAAAAAAA-U/G6o7IexI2ao/s1600/Shanghai-027.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536692328981828210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZIVquXknI/AAAAAAAAA-U/G6o7IexI2ao/s400/Shanghai-027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Next stop, lunch of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZH6A6olGI/AAAAAAAAA-M/HHDzI-e0wc8/s1600/Shanghai-028.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536691853902517346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZH6A6olGI/AAAAAAAAA-M/HHDzI-e0wc8/s400/Shanghai-028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just look at the fatty meat on the bottom left. For a moment I thought it was the famous dong po rou, but it was so full of fats nobody wanted to eat it except me. Well, only a little after some protests from Bernice. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZH6NMD2QI/AAAAAAAAA-E/DUsXExyT9G8/s1600/Shanghai-029.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536691857196833026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZH6NMD2QI/AAAAAAAAA-E/DUsXExyT9G8/s400/Shanghai-029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After lunch, it was another 2 hours bus ride to the next destination in Hangzhou - Wuzhen, the south of the lower reaches of the Yangtze River (Jiangnan Shuixiang).  This is one of the landmarks telling us we've reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZH509mK9I/AAAAAAAAA98/gc8mhAcSdMI/s1600/Shanghai-030.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536691850693716946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZH509mK9I/AAAAAAAAA98/gc8mhAcSdMI/s400/Shanghai-030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernice saw a fruit stall near the entrance and picked up a rather large mandarin orange to show me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZH5kvmCnI/AAAAAAAAA90/xpdkmvQh4ic/s1600/Shanghai-031.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536691846340020850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZH5kvmCnI/AAAAAAAAA90/xpdkmvQh4ic/s400/Shanghai-031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Inside the thousand-year-old town of Wuzhen, you get to see houses built above the river waters, and interconnected with bridges of varied designs.&lt;/span&gt; Just like an old saying, "Small bridges, flowing waters, inhabited houses." (Xiao-qiao, liu-shui, ren-jia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZH5jNkr-I/AAAAAAAAA9s/UvfHvqEVn2k/s1600/Shanghai-032.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536691845928890338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZH5jNkr-I/AAAAAAAAA9s/UvfHvqEVn2k/s400/Shanghai-032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One of the old alleys that still retains its original appearances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZFCxRJUAI/AAAAAAAAA9k/CpPQbU6nlZM/s1600/Shanghai-033.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536688705785909250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZFCxRJUAI/AAAAAAAAA9k/CpPQbU6nlZM/s400/Shanghai-033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And there are actually people staying in such ancient places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZFC-Knb9I/AAAAAAAAA9c/eSGmZ-Oed6c/s1600/Shanghai-034.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536688709248184274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZFC-Knb9I/AAAAAAAAA9c/eSGmZ-Oed6c/s400/Shanghai-034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is the wine cellar where wines are stored in clay jars. Not surprisingly, Wuzhen is also famous for many things, one of which is three white wine (san bai jiu). The three whites are: white rice, white flour, and white water&lt;/span&gt;  (literally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZFCg9-j8I/AAAAAAAAA9U/q6UrFcoEm_A/s1600/Shanghai-035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536688701410545602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZFCg9-j8I/AAAAAAAAA9U/q6UrFcoEm_A/s400/Shanghai-035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Another specialty, though slowly fading away, is this blue dye cloth. The dye technique is said to have existed for 1,300 years and the production method preserve till this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZFClFSHgI/AAAAAAAAA9M/DEJTk3WLfOY/s1600/Shanghai-036.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536688702514929154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZFClFSHgI/AAAAAAAAA9M/DEJTk3WLfOY/s400/Shanghai-036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On our way our, we saw visitors opting to take a boat ride tour around the vicinity, which is another form of appreciating this ancient town and its legacies. Bernice would love to have the ride, but too bad we're short of time. Maybe next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZFCXnZ72I/AAAAAAAAA9E/ALJ9_Qt3J2Q/s1600/Shanghai-037.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536688698899951458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZFCXnZ72I/AAAAAAAAA9E/ALJ9_Qt3J2Q/s400/Shanghai-037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;More to follow... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-59536559777608269?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/59536559777608269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=59536559777608269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/59536559777608269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/59536559777608269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/china-trip-2010-shanghai-part-2.html' title='China Trip 2010 - Shanghai (Part 2)'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNZLdBUGcvI/AAAAAAAABAM/dZxB3fdQfEI/s72-c/Shanghai-012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-986518849756510725</id><published>2010-11-06T10:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:17:49.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China Trip 2010 - Shanghai (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The domestic flight from Xi'an to Shanghai was delayed for two hours. We learnt that it's not uncommon for flight delays to happen; this is due in part to the huge increase of China's own tourism as mainland Chinese become more affluent and travelling becomes a norm. Shortage of pilots to handle the increased passenger demand is another reason. We arrived at Pudong around 2.30pm and by the time we checked out and boarded the coach, it was almost 4pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTFCTNwePI/AAAAAAAAA88/Dl-OswZaJLI/s1600/Shanghai-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536266485253568754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTFCTNwePI/AAAAAAAAA88/Dl-OswZaJLI/s400/Shanghai-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;From Shanghai, it's another 2 hours ride to Suzhou for our first itinerary. Since we've wasted almost half a day, we needed to shorten the time of visit to some attraction spots yet prolong the tour hours to late at night to cover enough places. Along the way, I noticed that there are many such high tension cables running across the land. Seems that as the city prospers, the demand for electricity also goes up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTFCf6bEjI/AAAAAAAAA80/mSZ_FYSWRSU/s1600/Shanghai-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536266488662135346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTFCf6bEjI/AAAAAAAAA80/mSZ_FYSWRSU/s400/Shanghai-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; This is the XuPu bridge, one of the three main bridges that is built across the HuangPu river. The other two bridges are the more well-known NanPu (which you'll get to see in the later posts) and YangPu bridges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTFCINwASI/AAAAAAAAA8s/h724IDLMUdU/s1600/Shanghai-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536266482300748066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTFCINwASI/AAAAAAAAA8s/h724IDLMUdU/s400/Shanghai-003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;By the time we reached Suzhou, it was about 7pm, so we stopped at this seafood restaurant for our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTFB7oRPQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/w0k9MUBkE_A/s1600/Shanghai-004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536266478922317058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTFB7oRPQI/AAAAAAAAA8k/w0k9MUBkE_A/s400/Shanghai-004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After dinner, we went to the famous GuanQian Jie to do some shopping. Here's Bernice&lt;/span&gt; standing in front of the hundred-year-old shop (Cai Zhi Zai) selling wide selections of local produces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTEpCE7buI/AAAAAAAAA8c/5C7kY6PC2HQ/s1600/Shanghai-005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536266051156405986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTEpCE7buI/AAAAAAAAA8c/5C7kY6PC2HQ/s400/Shanghai-005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The inside of Cai Zhi Zai. So much to see and buy, it's almost tempting to grab all the goodies, if not for lack of space in our lugguages, and considering there might be other souvenirs to buy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTEo9XIEVI/AAAAAAAAA8U/oncbktFw8gM/s1600/Shanghai-006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536266049890554194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTEo9XIEVI/AAAAAAAAA8U/oncbktFw8gM/s400/Shanghai-006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;While walking along the street, we happened to see a familiar shop face. Yup, this Singapore brand name has several outlets in China too. Surprised?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTEoryDd_I/AAAAAAAAA8M/KARcRnZDFJg/s1600/Shanghai-007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536266045171660786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTEoryDd_I/AAAAAAAAA8M/KARcRnZDFJg/s400/Shanghai-007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;An old fashion telephone booth, not unlike the type that Superman used to change into his costume. Of course, Bernice's not about to do that, not without the door. After all, China's adopting an open-door economic policy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTEobN0LBI/AAAAAAAAA8E/ZGp5VURMf0Q/s1600/Shanghai-008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536266040724696082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTEobN0LBI/AAAAAAAAA8E/ZGp5VURMf0Q/s400/Shanghai-008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After our night shopping, we stopped by the scenic Seven Mile ShanTang, a thousand-year-old street that's purportedly built by the Tang poet Bai JuYi while he was holding an official post in Suzhou. Notice that even the street lamps are artistic in design?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTDtYrxZAI/AAAAAAAAA78/HeUC695H-zI/s1600/Shanghai-009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536265026432754690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTDtYrxZAI/AAAAAAAAA78/HeUC695H-zI/s400/Shanghai-009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wondered how this place looks like in the day... Night seems more beautiful with all the colorful lights from the lanterns and decos, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTDtYaRwZI/AAAAAAAAA70/C7UDr4nX81E/s1600/Shanghai-010.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536265026359378322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTDtYaRwZI/AAAAAAAAA70/C7UDr4nX81E/s400/Shanghai-010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;By the time we checked into our hotel, it was almost 11pm. The shower room was fantastic in the Lion Villa Hotel, and the bed with the window view to the shower area was just as inviting. Lights off, please. zzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTDtEhXikI/AAAAAAAAA7s/oK4QT9UEe7s/s1600/Shanghai-011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536265021020408386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTDtEhXikI/AAAAAAAAA7s/oK4QT9UEe7s/s400/Shanghai-011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;More to follow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-986518849756510725?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/986518849756510725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=986518849756510725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/986518849756510725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/986518849756510725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/china-trip-2010-shanghai-part-1.html' title='China Trip 2010 - Shanghai (Part 1)'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TNTFCTNwePI/AAAAAAAAA88/Dl-OswZaJLI/s72-c/Shanghai-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-5338902695449440574</id><published>2010-10-29T16:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T12:28:38.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China Trip 2010 - Xi An (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On the third day morning, we arrived at the foot of HuaShan, which is in the province of ShanXi. Xi'an (Chang'an is the ancient name) is the capital. There are altogether five famous or sacred mountains (WuYue) in this region: TaiShan (DongYue) to the east in Shandong province, SongShan (ZhongYue) in the middle in Henan province, HuaShan (XiYue) in the west and HengShan (BeiYue) in the north, both also in Shanxi province, and HengShan (NanYue) in Hunan province. Confused already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388843015248962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqL1egInEI/AAAAAAAAA7M/D8EzUAA1_G8/s400/Xian-069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After the entrance at the ticket checkpoint, there's mini-buses to bring us to the foot of HuaShan, which is about 10 minutes' ride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388837449008018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqL1JxCg5I/AAAAAAAAA7E/wc7h8mT_JBk/s400/Xian-070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is the ticket pass for the cable car ride up to the first summit of HuaShan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388832560840674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqL03jm_-I/AAAAAAAAA68/lQNAdDNt0SQ/s400/Xian-071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course, you can climb your way up HuaShan, which will take 2-3 hours if you have the stamina, or just take the cable car (part of Singapore joint-venture with China) which is a 10 minute comfortable ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388828843370242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqL0ptS5wI/AAAAAAAAA60/LgckSrO1rJI/s400/Xian-072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here we are at the first summit that leads to the north peak (BeiFeng) and the central peak (ZhongFeng), the doorway to the other peaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534432631877190610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TM5BJ_Bew9I/AAAAAAAAA7k/BVn2GAbCGVY/s400/SAM_0964.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is the stairway to the north peak, which was where I decided to go take a look while Bernice rested here after a short climb from the first summit. There's a Taoist up there who tells your fortune, but I'm going there for something else, which you'll know shortly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLtagjF_I/AAAAAAAAA6k/XQZiDq1d5YQ/s1600/Xian-074.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388704504289266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLtagjF_I/AAAAAAAAA6k/XQZiDq1d5YQ/s400/Xian-074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Overlooking the central peak from the north peak, you can see tourists making their way up the knife ridge trail - certainly not for the faint-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLtOnI1NI/AAAAAAAAA6c/IWG4qJF34Cs/s1600/Xian-075.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388701310702802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLtOnI1NI/AAAAAAAAA6c/IWG4qJF34Cs/s400/Xian-075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Here it is: This is where the famous novelist JinYong mentioned in his swordsman novels of five top pugilists sparring their skills. On the right are 16 characters, each being the first word of his collection of novels. Can anyone name them all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLs8ZKFlI/AAAAAAAAA6U/wyMJAHr1nc0/s1600/Xian-076.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388696420226642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLs8ZKFlI/AAAAAAAAA6U/wyMJAHr1nc0/s400/Xian-076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Down here, Bernice had some snacks we bought at the gift shop below. She showed me Jay Chow featuring in the cover of a potato chips can. I'm not a fan of his, but was surprised he's also well-received by mainland Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLhpqn54I/AAAAAAAAA6M/2oq1CtvihGg/s1600/Xian-077.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388502414649218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLhpqn54I/AAAAAAAAA6M/2oq1CtvihGg/s400/Xian-077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The inscriptions say, "Of the five peaks HuaShan tops the list as the most spectacular and precarious."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLhqN0ZyI/AAAAAAAAA6E/DoPzuDRQx1U/s1600/Xian-078.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388502562268962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLhqN0ZyI/AAAAAAAAA6E/DoPzuDRQx1U/s400/Xian-078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The eight valiant soldiers who scaled HuaShan single-handedly in 1949 to secure a strategic location which led to the crushing of remnant insurgence by the Red Army.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLhbXYrGI/AAAAAAAAA58/iyFYDe2bXsg/s1600/Xian-079.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388498575862882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLhbXYrGI/AAAAAAAAA58/iyFYDe2bXsg/s400/Xian-079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On our way to the tour bus down the other return path, we passed by shops and stalls selling soverneirs and local delicacies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLhETXVGI/AAAAAAAAA50/2UKpezOcWPM/s1600/Xian-080.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388492384982114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLhETXVGI/AAAAAAAAA50/2UKpezOcWPM/s400/Xian-080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our last dinner at Xi'an was at this famous restaurant. What do they serve here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLXpp4tzI/AAAAAAAAA5s/rcC3y1ceNzk/s1600/Xian-081.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388330612864818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLXpp4tzI/AAAAAAAAA5s/rcC3y1ceNzk/s400/Xian-081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Xi'an's dumpling feast (jiao zi yan)! They have 16 different flavours but we managed to taste only 8 of them... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLXekPMeI/AAAAAAAAA5k/7UBOLAam_1Y/s1600/Xian-082.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388327636382178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLXekPMeI/AAAAAAAAA5k/7UBOLAam_1Y/s400/Xian-082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; There's also a bronze pot soup dish. The colors of the flames were quite intriguing to look at, and the soup tasted much better than the other restaurants so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLXEDIj5I/AAAAAAAAA5c/4euaiZ9gE6k/s1600/Xian-083.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388320518213522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLXEDIj5I/AAAAAAAAA5c/4euaiZ9gE6k/s400/Xian-083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; The next morning, we're ferried to the airport for our domestic flight to the last destination - Shanghai (which included Suzhou and Hangzhou).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLW8F2IRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/q724aduwVXU/s1600/Xian-084.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533388318382104850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqLW8F2IRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/q724aduwVXU/s400/Xian-084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Stay tune for more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945240553714583585-5338902695449440574?l=loveschronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5338902695449440574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6945240553714583585&amp;postID=5338902695449440574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/5338902695449440574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945240553714583585/posts/default/5338902695449440574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveschronicle.blogspot.com/2010/10/china-trip-2010-xi-part-3.html' title='China Trip 2010 - Xi An (Part 3)'/><author><name>KT &amp;amp; Bernice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18074218334989914159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/R0_9kXJiVtI/AAAAAAAAACo/FvbLbF7Q99A/S220/BerniceKT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqL1egInEI/AAAAAAAAA7M/D8EzUAA1_G8/s72-c/Xian-069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945240553714583585.post-4391530682391848782</id><published>2010-10-29T16:39:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T10:02:40.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China Trip 2010 - Xi An (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The next morning, we were on our way to another attraction. The road section facing the Big Wild Goose Pagoda (Da Yan Ta). Part of construction still going on for this tourist spot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqKB1kjpsI/AAAAAAAAA5M/q8IbJxFDqSs/s1600/Xian-035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386856342988482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqKB1kjpsI/AAAAAAAAA5M/q8IbJxFDqSs/s400/Xian-035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A statute of Tripitaka (Tang San Zhang) standing in front of the pagoda which kept the scriptures he translated from India. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqKBhzyHgI/AAAAAAAAA5E/bnwwWiU0Cdw/s1600/Xian-036.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386851038141954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqKBhzyHgI/AAAAAAAAA5E/bnwwWiU0Cdw/s400/Xian-036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Another view of the pagoda... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqKAsdTzEI/AAAAAAAAA48/vegNPUkRMHI/s1600/Xian-037.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386836716801090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqKAsdTzEI/AAAAAAAAA48/vegNPUkRMHI/s400/Xian-037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A pavilion standing out in the scenic green of the ancient temple monastary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqKAoD0ALI/AAAAAAAAA40/ExFR7IHIdd0/s1600/Xian-038.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386835536117938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqKAoD0ALI/AAAAAAAAA40/ExFR7IHIdd0/s400/Xian-038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I suppose this must be the legendary white elephant that we often refer to? Not much use except for decoration purpose... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqKAUYh9dI/AAAAAAAAA4s/TN9YX-69gjU/s1600/Xian-039.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386830254306770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqKAUYh9dI/AAAAAAAAA4s/TN9YX-69gjU/s400/Xian-039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On our way to another tourist spot, I spotted (pun intended) some rather interesting sculptures positioned in the fountain pool along the road. Looks like the provincial government spare no expenses to attract tourists indeed... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJy4cAETI/AAAAAAAAA4k/0tQHNcFEqKA/s1600/Xian-040.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386599414370610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJy4cAETI/AAAAAAAAA4k/0tQHNcFEqKA/s400/Xian-040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Is this the Pearly Gate? Nope, it's the Place of Pearl (Fu Yu Run, a run for your money, that is...). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJypnocRI/AAAAAAAAA4c/ingtBzMb9zc/s1600/Xian-041.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386595436622098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJypnocRI/AAAAAAAAA4c/ingtBzMb9zc/s400/Xian-041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's the place's manager prying open a large oyster clam to reveal the treasure within (almost 15 pearls of various sizes) as the rest of us watched with much amusement and excitement (esp the ladies). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJyQ-d5sI/AAAAAAAAA4U/7ByxoUkGq6E/s1600/Xian-042.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386588821513922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJyQ-d5sI/AAAAAAAAA4U/7ByxoUkGq6E/s400/Xian-042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; This is where the oysters are grown in-house. No, they're not for consumption, but I think the shop will not mind giving away the flesh for free if you buy the pearls they produced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJyF_yp5I/AAAAAAAAA4M/qTThR0A-jn8/s1600/Xian-043.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386585874278290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJyF_yp5I/AAAAAAAAA4M/qTThR0A-jn8/s400/Xian-043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And this is... Terra Cotta sweetheart...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJxye5v9I/AAAAAAAAA4E/neQJ7ZYH62M/s1600/Xian-044.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386580636057554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJxye5v9I/AAAAAAAAA4E/neQJ7ZYH62M/s400/Xian-044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Workers busy @ work at the Terra Cotta arts factory.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJqULLVfI/AAAAAAAAA38/Nsoaa5m4MUE/s1600/Xian-045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386452241176050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJqULLVfI/AAAAAAAAA38/Nsoaa5m4MUE/s400/Xian-045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Another section where the bodies of life-sized Terra Cotta warriors are made...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJqcUCdEI/AAAAAAAAA30/oHqLpfAY1ms/s1600/Xian-046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386454425826370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJqcUCdEI/AAAAAAAAA30/oHqLpfAY1ms/s400/Xian-046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Emperor Qin and his army of Terra Cotta warriors (just the replicate of the actual historical artifacts). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJqFpJl4I/AAAAAAAAA3s/ysOLvga98bk/s1600/Xian-047.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386448340359042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJqFpJl4I/AAAAAAAAA3s/ysOLvga98bk/s400/Xian-047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The factory is quite big actually. This is the furniture and painting section...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJp3X3foI/AAAAAAAAA3k/X79x7wVkZvk/s1600/Xian-048.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386444509773442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJp3X3foI/AAAAAAAAA3k/X79x7wVkZvk/s400/Xian-048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Outside the factory, this wolf-dog stands (or rather sits) guard in vigilance, having its eye mask on to hide its real identity. Unfortunately, its tongue gave it away... its a hot day after all. Woof-woof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJpvOzLUI/AAAAAAAAA3c/LEgKlT_N9AQ/s1600/Xian-049.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386442324258114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJpvOzLUI/AAAAAAAAA3c/LEgKlT_N9AQ/s400/Xian-049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Finally, we're at the outskits of Emperor Qin's tomb (or mausoleum) where the Terra Cotta warriors were unearthed. It has been said that the 8,000 plus army unearthed so far only comprises 0.035% of the total artifacts buried in this huge tomb... and Emperor Qin ordered this work to start when he was only 13!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJdSum16I/AAAAAAAAA3U/XYXfQmneo98/s1600/Xian-050.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386228514609058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJdSum16I/AAAAAAAAA3U/XYXfQmneo98/s400/Xian-050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In the background is the world's largest puppet - a Terra Cotta warrior standing at 22 feet tall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJdEy-8QI/AAAAAAAAA3M/sD1MfBh0XnM/s1600/Xian-051.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386224774869250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJdEy-8QI/AAAAAAAAA3M/sD1MfBh0XnM/s400/Xian-051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Inside the bronze work exhibition centre are works of bronze in the time of the Qin dynasty. No need for introduction on who this is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJc9Y06gI/AAAAAAAAA3E/kSWjMDcCPpU/s1600/Xian-052.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386222786112002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJc9Y06gI/AAAAAAAAA3E/kSWjMDcCPpU/s400/Xian-052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Even the artwork of clay figurines are so refined and up to scale it just makes you wonder why these ancients went through such great pains to create them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJcmfiG4I/AAAAAAAAA28/9pU9GNi1Ojk/s1600/Xian-053.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386216640224130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJcmfiG4I/AAAAAAAAA28/9pU9GNi1Ojk/s400/Xian-053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Quietly, these ancient warriors had been standing for over 2,000 years, waiting for the day to see the light again, and to be admired by the world for its grandeur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJcQJo5YI/AAAAAAAAA20/a1PaE7FOZ_0/s1600/Xian-054.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533386210642814338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7c0M7Ncfp8/TMqJcQJo5YI/AAAAAAAAA20/a1PaE7FOZ_0/s400/Xian-054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Face to face with the Terra Cotta warriors in standard battalion f
