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tourdebintan

How did this happen?

So it would seem that with everything I do, I’ll worry about it incessantly and then when it comes down to it, just get on with it. Once I started the race and found myself out in front keeping up with the guys I thought “oh fuck it, I may as well see if I can win it” …and I did! Yep, I was the first female finisher and came tenth overall. Eileen says she is going to slap me next time I start doubting myself, and indeed, I may well slap myself. I had imagined this to be a once off, but I’m already thinking of coming back next year for it was a fantastic experience and a timely reminder that I can do anything I set my mind to. Somehow I’d forgotten that…

But with the race over, I was finally able to relax and we returned to Singapore for the remainder of the holiday. Now I don’t know whether I have changed or Singapore has changed since I was last here (probably a bit of both), but there is so much going on here I’m already regretting not staying longer. Naturally a good portion of the time remaining has been devoted to shopping but the nights are a culinary adventure and a bacchanalian* delight. Everything has been good, but I must make special mention of one: Nox Dine in the Dark. Yep, as the name might suggest, it’s a restaurant where you are deprived of sight and basically eat whatever is put in front of you, without being enlightened as to its contents. As you might imagine, this was even more unsettling for me than the big race, but I decided to do it anyway. I don’t know whether the food was naturally good, or lacking one sense made the others sharper but, though I enjoyed it, I found it rather unsettling overall. The good thing about being in the dark is no one can see when you spit the food out (although I only did it once – lol).

The do again list:

*we’re not really indulging in orgies – just drinking lots

Wacky Races

About two months ago I came up with a Really Great Idea. This Really Great Idea (or RGI as it shall now henceforth be known) was to fly to Bintan Island, off the coast of Singapore and take part in a cycling road race with my friend Eileen. This despite never having ridden 55 km before in my life, avoiding hills like the plague and completely forgetting about the humidity in this neck of the woods. Well now this RGI has finally come to fruition and I sit here nervously anticipating the Discovery course of the Tour De Bintan, not entirely convinced that I will actually make it, but going to give it a damn good try. I can’t even blame alcohol for this decision, dear reader, for I was entirely sober!

Fortunately(?) our bikes survived the journey and while they were accidentally sent to the start line before we had actually put them together, there is nothing standing in the way of the finish line (except many, many hills). Did I mention that thunderstorms are forecast for tomorrow?

We’re staying at the Nirvana Gardens (oh dear lord) Resort which puts me in mind of an Indonesian Dirty Dancing movie. Unfortunately a tall, dark and handsome bad boy is nowhere in sight to romance me on the dance floor, but there are plenty of limber and lithe lycra-clad cyclists wandering around. I should point out that I have neither the stamina nor the physique of a cyclist (let’s just call me curvy), but will post a photo of me in my cycling kit anyway… perhaps before I fall off my bike across the finish line J