Singapore: Chinatown Year of the Horse
The streets in Chinatown seem to be busier this year, although this might have something to do with the fact that part of Temple Street is closed off as it is being covered over. Other roads and side alleys are crammed with permanent and temporary stalls selling lucky red decorations, lucky fruit in red packaging, lucky cake and biscuits in rows and rows of jars with red lids, lucky sweets and jellies in brightly coloured wrappers, lucky meat in red bags, lucky nuts, lucky flowers, happy plants that reduce radiation and protect you from robbers, and of course, lucky cats.
After strolling through the crowds for a couple of hours, I consumed a two-person portion of sweet-and-sour pork with an ice cold beer in a restaurant where speed was not part of the service. I then waddled towards Eu Tong Sen Street which involved weaving though the hoards of people queuing for their New Year’s bak kua at Lim Chee Guan before settling on the payment to sketch the Year of the Horse decorations. Among the usual stream of observers was an American chap who wanted to photograph my scribbles and a local lady who said I could sketch her if I wanted. A tad forward I thought.
The streets in Chinatown seem to be busier this year, although this might have something to do with the fact that part of Temple Street is closed off as it is being covered over. Other roads and side alleys are crammed with permanent and temporary stalls selling lucky red decorations, lucky fruit in red packaging, lucky cake and biscuits in rows and rows of jars with red lids, lucky sweets and jellies in brightly coloured wrappers, lucky meat in red bags, lucky nuts, lucky flowers, happy plants that reduce radiation and protect you from robbers, and of course, lucky cats.
After strolling through the crowds for a couple of hours, I consumed a two-person portion of sweet-and-sour pork with an ice cold beer in a restaurant where speed was not part of the service. I then waddled towards Eu Tong Sen Street which involved weaving though the hoards of people queuing for their New Year’s bak kua at Lim Chee Guan before settling on the payment to sketch the Year of the Horse decorations. Among the usual stream of observers was an American chap who wanted to photograph my scribbles and a local lady who said I could sketch her if I wanted. A tad forward I thought. 
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