We are back at Singapore’s Rasa Sentosa Hotel on Sentosa Island. We flew out from Christchurch New Zealand in the morning, the flight took nine hours and 50 minutes (tail wind , so not bad at all!) and Singapore has roughly a 6 hour time difference with New Zealand, so the first item on the agenda after getting to the hotel is a shower and a decent sleep to try and shake off the worst of the jet-lag. Now we are hungry and it’s time to start the day with yet another fabulous breakfast before setting out on another day of adventures… yum!!!
October 15, 2012
January 26, 2012
We return to Sentosa Island after the Duck Tour and Himself and the kids head straight for the swimming pool whilst I take a nap.
Later in the afternoon they return to the room complaining that they are hungry and urge me to get out of bed and dressed so that we can all go out and eat.
Himself remembered that our favourite Pizza restaurant “Trappizza” on Siloso Beach is now open again after the Zoukout event and we all are eager to go there.
There is just one small problem: beach + hill + crutches are not a good combination. The hill we can get around (partly) with the lifts but I would still have to negotiate the pool area, a carpark and then the beach itself.
The hotel does have a normal style wheelchair for me to use when I need, and that’s been helpful, but it would be too hard to manage one of those on sand.
The solution comes from an unexpected quarter: Himself and the kids have made friends with one of the Lifeguards at the the pool… The lifegards name is Joseph and he’s been super helpful.
Himself mentioned to Jospeh that it’s a shame that we won’t be able to make it down to the beach for our favourite pizza and Jospeph starts to grin… “Please wait here” he says, walking down a path at the back of the pools…
…and he returns a short while later with a most excellent mode of transport to take me to Siloso Beach.
My “transport” arrives at the patio door of our hotel room with Kiwi Daughter and Little Mr. on board, grinning their faces off and with small bevy of envious children from the pool area in tow.
My carriage awaits, Himself takes over as chief dune-buggy pusher and we happily head off for pizza.
January 16, 2012
FINALLY, a hotel that “gets” what there travelling guests really want.
During the refurbishment of the Shangri-La Rasa Sentosa Hotel they have added a guest laundry room.
Hurrah!!! For a family on the move, we try hard to pack light but anyone who’s travelled with kids will know just how hard this actually is to do in practice, especially when travelling between a northern hemisphere winter and a southern hemisphere summer.
Any parent of a six year old boy also understands very well that at some moments there are never enough clean clothes, no matter how many you have already packed.
I also hate to death those stupid laundry lists that you find in the folders in the hotel room bureau’s that give you the privilege of laundering a single pair of knickers for $4.00 and charge per item that you mark off one the list.
Surely this must be the most expensive and stupid method on the planet to do a single load of laundry.
On the first floor of the Rasa, there is now a laundry room, where you, the guest can do a whole load of laundry for a small fee. There’s washing powder available included in the price and a tumble dryer to use for a little extra as well.
Our family used the laundry room twice during our stay and loved this feature as a hotel service for guests. For the clothes we have that are not for the tumble dryer, we just used the retractable washing line over the bath in our hotel room.
Family friendly and Brilliant, Brilliant, Brilliant!
Bravo Rasa, this is a feature that I wish many other hotels would copy.
January 15, 2012
Since Family Kiwidutch are on holiday and on the move at the moment I employ a strategy for my keeping my blog posts going.
Most days I quickly type a summary of our day into a word document on my laptop journal-style so that I can remember details of things we have seen and done. Working off-line means that I don’t need to fret about lack of internet connection (or slow or expensive) connection points as we travel.
I download and sort photographs taken that day into new folders by topic and then whenever we stop and I can take a small rest each day I sort out a folder or two of photos for blog posts and our private family album.
(Himself and the kids are at a swimming pool as I type this, but I’ve been on a crutches for a bit longer than usual today and am now sitting on the bed taking a breather and some pain relief).
With the texts for the blog posts pretty much already done and the photos sorted, all I need then is one really good internet connection every week or ten days when I can spend and hour or so copy/pasting everything into place in bulk to the WordPress schedule for the following week or so. Since you are following our current travels albeit with a small time delay I can keep busy with our adventures and keep you all informed about our experiences.
My only problem is the I don’t have much time on-line to keep up with comments you may make and my email in-basket is bulging at a rapid rate with a backlog of mail and blog post notifications from other bloggers that I will probably have to catch up with as soon as we get home.
This is one of the reasons I have such a time delay when someone asks me a question about a post I have made. so when fellow blogger “amcoballes” of http://anncoballes.wordpress.com/about/ asked about one of the photographs in this post: http://kiwidutch.wordpress.com/2012/01/08/new-573/ it’s taken me until now to reply.
By sheer chance the menu item (called “Roti prata”) that Ann Margaret is asking about came with a small accompanying information text, which, naturally, as any typical food fanatic would, I noted, so here’s what the experts say about Roti prata:
Roti prata is a fried -floured based pancake that is cooked over a flat grill.
Commonly served plain with dhal, curry or being eaten with a sprinkle of sugar, as this brings out it’s natural taste.
Roti Prata evolved from the origonal pancake recipes from Pakistan and India and is a favourite in Singapore. Roti means “bread” and prata means “flat” but it atually close to a pancake with a lightly flavoured and subtle sweet dough.
It’s certainly not “roti” as we Dutch know it from our Suriname take-a-way food restaurants, it really is more like pancake, especially in texture, but that said it’s also got a quality all of it’s own. I can see why it’s become a favourite of Singaporeans, indeed if I had the recipe it might become a favourite of mine too.
January 9, 2012
It’s not often that you can have your children delighted by a wildlife show during breakfast…
We were alerted by squeals of excitement from other hotel guest children that caused our offspring to race off to see what the comotion was all about.
To their amazement there was a large lizard sitting in the early sunshine, soaking up as much heat as possible into his cold blooded body so that he could start to move around more quickly. One of the hotels resident peacocks came to check on him and they seemed totally at ease with one another.
Our kids were fascinated with their opportunity to look at these animals so close up, the peacocks even wandered around the floor around the breakfast tables, no doubt used to scoring dropped bread etc. but they did scatter quickly when over-exited children rushed up to investigate them or try and pat them.
We also saw two monkeys darting through the open reception area, they are “locals” from the surrounding bush that we are told visit at least once a day, but the staff are never sure exactly when they will turn up. I wasn’t quick enough with my camera to get photographs of the monkeys and I would have had to run to keep up with them for a better shot… and since I’m still getting around on crutches, running certainly isn’t on my agenda any time soon.
We also saw the peacocks by the pools as the children swam and I got some better photos of them then, and we spied a cookoo by the pool but I only got a fleeting shot as it walked past where were were sitting. Due to my lung condition, asthma and Kiwi Daughter and my allergies we have no family pets so our children were suitably impressed to have “wild” company for breakfast.
January 6, 2012
The Kiwidutch kids clearly, have already found the ”children’s selection” of the buffet menu but there are are multitude of other dessert options to choose from. Many of them sound like delicious variations of old favourites like: Orange Chocolate Cake…
Chocolate Trufles, Mango mousse, Green Tea Parfait,
Mixed Berry Cake …
… and Mango Mirror Cake:
but there are also many names of items that are new to me like Piandian Chiffon:
….and Assorted Nyonyia Kneh. (There are semi-gelatouious type little squares , I tried some and while it was a little strange in texture at first, it was quite nice… it would however say that I think that it’s quite an accustomed taste for Western taste-buds.)
Sigh, so many to choose from and so little space left to fit everything in… (No… we didn’t try them all, we just oogled a lot of them wishing that we had left more space after our main course.)
January 5, 2012
(photograph © Kiwidutch)
On a side table at the back of the area in the restaurant where the desserts are located there is a beautiful decorative Christmas confection.
I ask one of the chefs who was working in this area if he made it and he said that he didn’t, but that one of the other chefs on duty that evening did, would we like to meet her?
We said “Yes please” and the man went off to find his colleaue.
She was a bit shy at first about being in the spotlight but was very happy when we said that we were fascinated with her handiwork and that we would very much like to take a photograph of her posing with her beautiful creation.
We learned that everything except for the frame in the display was edible, and was either made of chocolate or sugar.
I regretted later on not thinking at the time to ask for tips on how to make something like the chocolate Christmas Tree…
Little Mr. and Kiwi Daughter would have of gladly offered to gobble it all up but luckily for us it’s a Display Only item. Let’s take a closer look at this beautiful decoration…
January 4, 2012
In yesterday’s post I mentioned the selection of seafood on offer at the Silver Shell, and that whilst I can’t eat them I was enchanted by their photographic qualities.
Himself however delights in fruit de mer and was intent in trying as many of them as possible.
Our children watched in stunned horror as he bought back to the table some little spiral shaped shells and a small pronged impliment, with which he used to ease the slippery beast from it’s shell.
Himself popped his reward for this digging into this mouth and I was honestly rather hard pressed to figure out from my children’s reactions and faces to figure out if Kiwi Daughter and Little Mr. found this action from their father to reach the absolute heights of “awesome” or “ewww”.
Our Singaporean friend will boil out the leftover shells for us while we are in New Zealand and we can collect them again all clean and lovely to take back home to The Netherlands on the return leg of the trip.
January 3, 2012
The dishes on offer at the Silver Shell Cafe are amazing… Luxurourous in fact… Himself is heading towards the seafood section, but with shell fish allergies I am more enamoured with the little beasts photographic qualities.
This post delightes me solely in a visual sense… the layer of ice upon which the morscles rest appears as a shimmerling blue background to the brilliant colours of the crustations and the blue/ green rims of the mussel shells (or are they Paua?) are a one of the beautities of nature.
I love food, I love taking photos, this post is one where I endevour in a very ameatur way to do both justice. Enjoy!
January 2, 2012
Hmmm, just when you think that you might have succeeded in teaching our children about the necessity of vitamins, the fact that fruit and vegetables are “brain food” …that they need in order to grow and develop, and that in general you need good food to be healthy, you then rudely discover that your six year old son blows all of your illusions of good parenting out of the window in one meal.
Kiwi Daughter was talking photographs and deciding what she wanted to eat this evening, Himself was assisitiing me since I can put things onto a plate but getting my plate back to the table was a trickier obstacle to negotiate.
Having read in the hotel booklet that there was a “Children’s section”on the menu, Himself decided to trust Little Mr. to make his own food selection.
FAIL…. Imagine our faces when Little Mr returned triumphant to our tabel with his “slection”.
Food to delight a child is certainly was, no doubt about that at all, because Little Mr. was beaming from ear to ear… sadly his smile was swiftly wiped off his face when his horrible parents announced that sorry, nacho chips, potato chips, marshmallows, gummy sweets and jellybeans were not at all what we deemed to be a suitable first course of dinner, confiscated his plate and led him back to the buffet to select to (gasp) a few vegetables that he would have to polish off first before his selected plate could be returned to him.
With much muttering about unfairness he complied and Himself and I were bought down a peg when we realised that probably 100% of our nutritional “lessons”with Little Mr. have been going in one ear and out the other.
Oh well, I guess our horrified faces when he first dumped his plate on the table in triumph were probably priceless too.