Today I drove myself (and Dad) to Rochester Park and Fort Canning Park :) Have been wanting to check out them out for a while but somehow never got down to doing it. Originally planned to take public transport, but upon declaring my photography plans this morning paranoid parents thought that these places were too ulu for me to explore alone. So in the end Dad offered to be 'guardian'... And I jumped at the opportunity to drive the new car hehe. Well, Dad also brought along his own camera to take pics, but I suppose he wasn't half as 'on' as me and spent most of the time either looking out for me (Dun blindly go onto the road to take pics! he warned repeatedly...) or just sitting around while waiting for me. In the end I didn't really explore Fort Canning Park, but wandered down to the beautiful National Museum instead... Am also rather pleased that I managed to show and convince Dad how lovely the renovated National Museum is; and how he can actually go to many many places in Sg that is not White Sands or Tampines Mall :P
I also realised that there isn't really a lack of pretty places in sg, if one looks hard enough. And that flowers with nice buildings are a lethal combination that makes me swoon... :) I think I managed to snap more than 200 shots this morning, enough for blogging the whole of next week! Here are some highlights....
I can never get enough of the white and black colonial buildings... Hehe, ppl go to Rochester Park for nice dinner, I go there and sneak into the HC restaurants to take pictures. Think the only place I can afford to go is the Twelve+One bakery, with its cute little pastries... However, Dad dun want to go with me so I could only look in from the window :P
This has to be the most beautiful escalator in Singapore :P The feel is a little teletubby-ish eh?
The last pic is a street shot that I am quite satisfied with. Tried to make it look un-sg, and I thought the yellowish leaves helped a bit in adding a little autumn-feel to the scene. I suppose some snow and ppl walking in long coats would have helped romanticise it, but oh well, sometimes have to make the best of circumstances...
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