Back from the Island with Amazingly Metrosexual Boys

Yup, that reads as Singapore boys. Since Simon's too busy appeasing his legion of fans with pictures after pictures of models, hunks, twinks and random boys on the camwhoring wagon, let me share some of the more luscious moments of our stay in Singapore the last weekend. 

Thanks first and foremost, of course, to Derek (that other horny BF?) and to some extent, William (hehe, for setting his beloved loose?) for the wonderful meal of ramen and gyoza at Tampopo, capped off with a sip of caffeine at Oriole. 

And to Takashi, don't mind lah .... we were too busy walking around, taking trains and feasting our senses (the sight of delicious hunks and the waft of Singaporean food?) that we did not have the luxury of time to meet up with anyone else. But since you're happily munching on some Cookie(monster) every other week, I am sure we can work something out in the near future.

Anyway, the 5 days were spent in an almost clockwork manner. Waking up to breakfast in bed (haha, how we wished), walking to the train stations (man, I SWEAR my legs are better toned now!) and ogling at guys at every nook and corner of the streets. Seriously, how can one tell if they're even straight or gay? So so so so ambiguous. 

Foodwise, nothing to shout about. Sorry, but the street foods of Singapore can't hold a candle to our very own. Arrogant as this may sound. But then again, the plethora of cafes and restaurants fared so much better, and with the launching of upmarket diners at Sands, the ante is definitely upped a few notches.

Went for two swimming-cum-tanning sessions on two successive mornings. Jalan Besar Swimming Complex was nearer to our lodging on Lavender Street, and we walked over in mere minutes. Not as happening for it was a weekday, but definitely more cruisy than Delta somewhat. The latter was populated with uncles, gwailos, but we were later treated to some erotic voyeurism activities in the shower room, being appreciative spectators to two hunks putting on a show in their birthday suits. :)

The weather was erratic on most days, sweltering heat greeting us in the early mornings, followed almost immediately by light drizzles which somewhat hampered our mood for more adventurous excursions.

Only managed to patronize one sauna, the famous Absolute in Chinatown. Not as splendid as initially thought, for the place was more of a cruisy ground than a real sauna (only one wet sauna that can fit 15 pax at most), with no dry sauna, jacuzzi, pool or even a proper place to crash and chat up some guys, aside from the roof top lounge with four tables. 

But then again, the quality of hunks, twinks and erm, some aged humans was definitely there. Not as uptight as I had imagined, even comparing to our very own Mandi Manda. More juicy revelations in Simon's post, but no pics taken in the sauna. Sorry. ;)

Shopping-wise, Bugis Street's good for the cheaper, street smart clothes. For the young ones and young-at-hearts (like us), but if you're seeking for better quality clothings, the thousands (yeah, exaggerated ... but can't help but feeling like you're choked with malls left and rights) of shopping centres on the island can probably deliver you with a powerful orgasm. 

Just refrain from converting the SGD into MYR, for you'll end up with a heartache at the end of the day.

No pictures again, for I have not even viewed the shots in the camera myself. Maybe in Simon's post, IF he ever decides to share his thoughts on the "temporary honeymoon" ......