One New Experience Each Week - Walking on Railway Track

This will be first and last time walking on the Railway Track.

Soon, this track will be disappeared from the face of this earth.

As I always say, all things are impermanent, even a solid structure like this Railway Track.

I started walking from Commonweath at 3.30pm and ended at Yew Tee at 8pm. In between, I took a short break at Railway Mall. It was quite tiring, but definitely very enjoyable! =) 

I got a shock when a snake crossed the track in front of me.

A dilapidated house along the track.

Small, but it has a will to survive.

It is hard to see graffiti in Singapore.

It is even harder to see a nice one. 

This place is so not Singapore. 

It looks like a 3rd world country.

And I like it.

Sometimes, the journey is long and dry, but I have to go on.

Listen to some music.

And sing along to it.

Sometimes, the beauty is in small thing, 

but we always miss it when we are in a rush.

While we have a destination to reach,

we could also enjoy the journey.

Sometimes, 

we need to slow down to enjoy little things,

the destination can wait.

MGS Girls @ King Albert Park's Railway Bridge.

I never thought that I would walk on this bridge,

but at the same time, 

there are too many things in life that are beyond my ability to predict and forecast.

A couple in love. =)

I like this photo.

I walked over and suggested taking a photo for them using their camera.

They thanked me. =)

I am too nosey at times.

Lost Camera

Taken at the road leading to Bt Timah Hill

I love the Greens.

I was quite emotional to see my school (Assumption English School) and St Joseph Church from the track. I also saw the statue of Mother Mary which we escorted from the old premise back to this premise. I could still recite the "Hail Mary" prayer after leaving school for so many years, even though I am a non-believer. On reflection, it is amazing that I did not convert (even though I thought about it before), and it is scary to know that an education institution is actually a strong tool to spread religious belief - especially to the young ones who are more malleable. 

I love the feeling of being a tourist in my own country.

Sometimes, you gotta stop looking a the floor,

and look up.

The real beauty is over your head.

This chair has a lot of stories to share...

Sun had set.

Felt a bit cold.

I was alone.

But I wasn't lonely.

As I was listening to Faye Wong's "天空".

What a great way to end a day.

=)