You never know what the day brings. On our way to the MRT, we came across a dog walking training session. I thought walking a dog was just that, but there are all sorts of ways to do it, and to deal with other dogs. I wasn't sure just who was being trained - dogs or their walkers - but there were all sorts of shapes, sizes and colours of dogs.
We had set out in search of the Sri Thendayuthapani Temple (also known as the Chettiars Temple), Tank Road. It was the first temple I had seen many years ago and I remember being very kindly shown around it by some young boys. It is also where the Thaipusam procession ends. I had chosen one kavadi carrier to follow and just followed him to see what happened at the end and to watch his "spikes" being removed. No wonder people choose Christianity - somebody else did all the hard yards.
Anyhow we found the Indian temple, which had closed its images at noon, but we did see guests at an Indian wedding. One guest invited us to go upstairs to see the bride and groom, but apart from not being dressed for such an occasion, I would have felt like an intruder.
But we did spot a good idea for managing the rubbish, using a garbage bag stretched over an upturned plastic chair.
We had dinner for Lunar New Years eve at BL's house. The tasty food is pictured below, organised by BL and prepared by WZ and her sister, Sandar. A very good night.
We had set out in search of the Sri Thendayuthapani Temple (also known as the Chettiars Temple), Tank Road. It was the first temple I had seen many years ago and I remember being very kindly shown around it by some young boys. It is also where the Thaipusam procession ends. I had chosen one kavadi carrier to follow and just followed him to see what happened at the end and to watch his "spikes" being removed. No wonder people choose Christianity - somebody else did all the hard yards.
Anyhow we found the Indian temple, which had closed its images at noon, but we did see guests at an Indian wedding. One guest invited us to go upstairs to see the bride and groom, but apart from not being dressed for such an occasion, I would have felt like an intruder.
But we did spot a good idea for managing the rubbish, using a garbage bag stretched over an upturned plastic chair.
We had dinner for Lunar New Years eve at BL's house. The tasty food is pictured below, organised by BL and prepared by WZ and her sister, Sandar. A very good night.
