We were there the entire day, in fact. We hunted down thirty-six souls (albeit one virtual, via twitter) who were friendly enough to help our cause, in sharing with us what Chinese New Year meant to them.
Six hours, no less. Amid the intermittent rain, the sun, the crowd, the humidity, but nope, we were definitely not complaining. We soldiered on, at times questioning the meaning of life, but we succeeded in getting our golden thirty-six. (btw, this six hours included a 40minute queue at a particularly awesome soya-sauce chicken stall at Chinatown Complex that had a queue a mile long… and we decided to hop into it, how Singaporean we are, right?)
We got bumped around, rejected umpteen times, sweated whilst carrying our equipment around and smiling politely at the suspicious looks waving us away.
All in all, a tiring day, rewardingly spent. And thank you once again to the 36 for gamely taking part. 😀
Here’s wishing one and all a propserous Lunar New Year. And to our non-Chinese friends, may this extended break be a restful one for you!
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PS. Thanks Patrick for joining us via Twitter! For those of you guys who want to join us next time but can’t be where we are physically, tweet us your responses and we’ll grab a shot on your behalf! 😉
Next week, Orchard Road?
Text and photography by Lizzy. Blood, sweat and tears and heaps of rejection experienced by Derek, Jeremy and Lizzy.