Weekends

I get nervous and happy all at the same time when Friday comes.  I am happy and fulfilled because I finished another week of helping people with chiropractic at this awesome office here in Singapore.  I get a little nervous because I know that if I am going to have lonley moments, they will more likely hit on the weekends.  (side note: lonley moments do not equal unhappy moments if that make sense)  During the week, I have enough social interaction with patients and have a busy schedule that I don't have time to be lonley. 

Luckily, I've been blessed and had people to hang out with every weekend since I've been here.  I never know what's going to happen or who I'm going to meet.  Even if I didn't find anyone to hang out with, there is still so much of Singapore for me to explore.  This was my third weekend here in Singapore.  It was finally sunny and not cloudy like it has been on the weekends.  I spent Saturday afternoon laying on the beach with a book.  It was pure bliss.  Laying on the sand with the sun shining down on me and the ocean sounds in the background.  My heaven on earth. :)  Not to mention, I somehow picked out the perfect read at the bookstore sale that I can relate to.  It is a fiction book about this woman who moves to NYC with her husband for his job.  She can't get a work visa so she is left to explore the city by herself all day and most evenings.  She goes through some of the same transitions and feelings that I do.  The book also explores the lives of the other tenants in this co-op building that this woman lives in; some of which are single girls who recently moved to the city for a job.  Again, totally relatable. 

Saturday night was another evening spent mostly at one of the beach bars with some mojitos and some of my newfound friends.  Here it is so easy to talk to anyone because you know most of them are traveling or living here from somewhere else.  There was a guy sitting all by himself for quite awhile at one of the other tables, so I said to my friend from Philly that her and I should invite him over because everyone of us at our table knows what it's like to be alone in another country.  This kid turned out to be from Spain and has been traveling the last few months around Laos, Cambodia, Malaysia, and Singapore.  It was his last night in Singapore and I'm sure he appreciated the company.

Sunday, I bravely ventured to the Singaporean version of Wal-mart called Mustafa Centre.  When you are moving to another country, you have no idea what you should pack for sure until after you get there.  What I should've packed: more towels, a handtowel or two, my good tennis shoes (I know you're thinking what??  But I didn't think I would want to run in the humid weather and they were so bulky and it was the morning of that I packed shoes and was slightly stressed.  Ok there, I had to defend myself :-P).  What I should've left at home: jeans, all work shirts (I had to get mine tailored here), workout pants (too hot, will only wear shorts).  That's actually not too bad, I packed pretty well for moving here.  Getting slightly off topic here, but the Mustafa Centre was perfect for some of the additional things I needed.  Slightly crazy on Sundays but it had to be done. :)         

Sunday afternoon I swam laps at my condo pool and laid out some more.  Swimming is not my strong suit, but I'm going to use as my cardio workout for now.  It can only get better with practice, right? :)