arab street rendezvous

it's been more than a month since i met up with the cool and chic people of the club. so on thursday evening, i was really looking forward to our arab street rendezvous. eager, in fact. jo was finally done with her exams, ben koh got his NSF pay and rach managed to squeeze time out from her arduous reading schedule.

when i arrived, the rest had just finished their drinks at cafe ambrosia. posh-sounding name with posh-sounding prices. naturally, we adjourned to a coffee shop at the corner. they ordered their fare of mee rebus and mee soto, while i distributed goodies from bangkok, burger king dinner still processing in my tummy.

i quickly handed the two bens their candles before ben koh scurried off to meet his amry pals for firewall. what's with ben koh and movies? i haven't a clue. rach was clearly delighted to get her much sought-after red bull tee. i shall not elaborate on the mouldy fate of her previous one.

jo looked on expectantly. "where's mine?" so thick-skinned. buay pai seh lor. typical jo. i told her i forgot. haha! you should have seen the look on her face. try combining sadness with utter disappointment. i bet she was gonna say, "wa, this type of friend one." i whipped out a pink bracelet. her face lit up. i began to explain how i got her present with a simple mindmap:
pink ---> bimbotic ---> jo

we were practically coffee shop hopping. the 60c teh-tarik across the street was calling out to us. having had a cup of kopi-si during lunch and another teh-o at the office, the 60c teh-tarik was reaffirmation of my belief that i might turn into a coffee shop uncle in the future. rach was clearly stressed from all her studying, but with malay rock balads playing in the background and malay uncles shaking their heads to the rifts, this coffee shop was her ideal 'relak-one corner'. there was something about the place that gave us an air of equanimity.

on the way home, we chanced upon a shophouse along a narrow alley. ben hong has a unique ability to spot interesting stuff on the second storeys and pulled all of us up. what greeted us was a 70s style decor studio cum boutique. the lady said 'everything is for sale'. from lamps to blouses to armchairs, everything was lovely. this place was a cool place for photos! realising that we were obviously not buying anything, the lady left us to ogle at her stuff. rach and i whipped out our digicams and began clicking away.

we posed for our own old-fashioned family portrait.

the eye-patch was giving me ideas. we all tried it on for some swashbuckling fun. gaaaargh!

near the junction, the striking yellow peugeot was beckoning. jo tried her shameless best to be a carshow queen. rach was tempted to hop in as it matched her top. 'the open top makes me wanna dump my bag behind and drive home right now.' sure rach, be my guest. i wonder if the horsepower can sustain the amount of load though.

get all the pics here!