The gardens were picturesque, but not stunning. There were also some insects or other animal making loud noises, which we originally thought were mechanical in nature! They were like sirens, crossed with dentist drills, plus the sound that trucks make when reversing. Beastly little sods, whatever they were...
Saw a nice ginger garden, I found a turtle in a pond, and we payed the entrance fee to wander the National Orchid Garden. This was very beautiful, and would have been a big hit with my mum. Took lots of nice photos, but by then the heat was doing me in. I was desperate enough that I eve drank a can of something called 'Pocari Sweat' to see if it would restore me! We caught a bus back to the MRT station, and whipped back to our lovely pool. After recovering with the help of a poolside nap, a few salutory dips, and a frappucino, we had enough zest to go wandering again. This time I was keen to check out the mid-Autumn festival in Chinatown, where everybody was busy hanging coloured lanterns and making mooncakes. Had a spot of dinner, this time courtesy of a Tibetan vegetarian restaurant (I say restaurant, but it only cost $8), which served us a wonderful pumpkin soup and an assorted brown rice and veggie platter. Walked around some more, saw one interesting temples, plus a mesmerisingly cheesy pop music performance.

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