SINGAPURA
We arrived at Johor Bharu checkpoint around 6:30 a.m. and white cards were distributed. Some of them didn't get because they were still sleeping. So, Aida and I went out to the station to get some. Going out of the train was easy... but getting back on was another matter.
We did not manage to get any white cards but we met Miao (boarded from Seremban) in the station. She was leaving us because she forgot to bring her passport. We chatted a bit and bid farewell.
We were not allowed to leave by the main entrance because of the officers were checking on-board, so we had to queue to get our passport checked at the counter. Luckily, we brought down ours. Lined-up we did.
Then we came up with a brilliant idea of sneaking out... Didn't happen because the door was locked. Hahaha!!!
Then we stuck around with some other people at the kandang. We were 'cell-mates' for one moment there. Something to tell your kids about, huh?
Away we went again onto the train... this time to Woodlands, Singapore.
Another checkpoint 45 minutes later.
That's that and soon we arrived at Tanjong Pagar and met up with some Singaporeans. We took a cab to Changi Village to have our breakfast. Had a cheese roti pratha. They don't call roti canai here. Probably it the word canai which means to knead... I mean to 'work' the dough with 'bare'hands... a bit icky for clean-clean Singaporeans.
We did not manage to get any white cards but we met Miao (boarded from Seremban) in the station. She was leaving us because she forgot to bring her passport. We chatted a bit and bid farewell.
We were not allowed to leave by the main entrance because of the officers were checking on-board, so we had to queue to get our passport checked at the counter. Luckily, we brought down ours. Lined-up we did.
Then we came up with a brilliant idea of sneaking out... Didn't happen because the door was locked. Hahaha!!!
Then we stuck around with some other people at the kandang. We were 'cell-mates' for one moment there. Something to tell your kids about, huh?
Away we went again onto the train... this time to Woodlands, Singapore.
Another checkpoint 45 minutes later.
That's that and soon we arrived at Tanjong Pagar and met up with some Singaporeans. We took a cab to Changi Village to have our breakfast. Had a cheese roti pratha. They don't call roti canai here. Probably it the word canai which means to knead... I mean to 'work' the dough with 'bare'hands... a bit icky for clean-clean Singaporeans.
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