Wednesday, 7 January 2026

Festival of Fifty – Chapter 3: Asia

At 5am, the next chapter of the Festival of Fifty officially began. Well, technically. If we are being precise, Chapter 2 should have included a couple of domestic flights to Brisbane and Adelaide to watch cricket (Chapter 1 was Ecuador). But since I failed to blog that chapter at all, we are simply striding past it with confidence and moving straight on.

January launched us into Asia, Part 1. The original plan involved cruising on Disney’s shiny new Adventure out of Singapore… but let’s not reopen old wounds or discuss Disney’s less than magical execution. Instead, we pivoted. The revised plan had us flying to Singapore, meeting Oma and Opan, boarding Royal Caribbean’s Ovation of the Seas, and finishing with a short but sweet stint in Chiang Mai.

Travel logistics are rarely riveting blog material, so I will keep this brief. The only moment worth documenting was Jonah’s suitcase tipping the scales at a remarkable 6kg. The rest of us stared at him in disbelief, silently asking what exactly he did pack. The suitcase alone weighed 2.5kg. Apparently, the shoes on his feet were the only pair he brought. No swimmers. No sandals. A bold strategy that required immediate shopping intervention upon arrival in Singapore.

For context, Elliot’s suitcase weighed a modest 8kg, while Lara’s clocked in at a confident 20kg. Entirely justified, of course, as it included a pair of fluffy pink bunny ears complete with a bow on one side. Clearly essential travel equipment.

Yes flying economy. Sigh. But we did secure a cozy corner for the 5 of us without having to share seats with random strangers

"Refreshment"

The photos made them look bigger than they are. Mixed reaction from the family from meh to delicious

Lunch. Some chicken dish. Apparently the rendang was delicious

My parents were beside themselves with excitement to have the kids in Singapore. They were waiting for us at the airport like our own private tour guides, complete with a minivan, preloaded transport cards, and bags of freshly cut fruit. Three kilograms of mangosteen, one kilogram of rambutans, and the family favourite, jackfruit. Add to that my personal weakness: ba kwa.

For those not familiar...Ba kwa is a Singaporean style barbecued pork jerky. Sweet, smoky, slightly sticky, and completely addictive. Thinly sliced meat, marinated and grilled over charcoal, then snipped into squares. One bite is never enough.

We were whisked back to the family apartment, miraculously with enough beds for everyone. Elliot, Lara, and Oma did have to share, and Elliot’s feet hung well over the end of the bed, but nobody complained. Free accommodation with aircon earns a lot of goodwill.

With less than half a day in Singapore, my parents were on a mission to maximise every minute for the kids. Buying Jonah budget swimmers and thongs was thankfully quick. We then moved straight into serious eating. Calamansi juice to start, hot and crispy pisang goreng, followed by Hunanese cuisine for dinner. The family bravely powered through the burning pepper heat, followed by shamelessly pilfering the freebies on offer, ice cream and bags of asian chips.  Well it was mainly Opa.

We ended the night the only appropriate way: cendol. Sweet coconut milk, gula melaka syrup, green jelly noodles, and shaved ice. A perfect full stop to our Singapore stopover, and a very delicious opening scene for Chapter 3.


Minivan ready and waiting at the airport

If you've ever wondered, this is what 3kg of mangosteens look like

Rambutans peeled and chilled! Dangerously...usually the labour of peeling limits the number that you eat

Fruit fest

Transport card locked and loaded!

Drink stop!

Hunan cuisine

Food was delicious so long as you don't accidentally bite into chilli or peppercorn

Massive drinks sizes to rival the good ole US of A

Yup free!

More freebies!

Ba kwa

Apparently once upon a time, Singapore Airlines business class passengers used to get free gifts! This was my aunt's lovely collection of porcelain Dutch house courtesy of Singapore Airlines


Thursday, 13 November 2025

Manuscripts, More Musicals & Melancholy Goodbyes?

Our final day in New York. We actually managed to get up early to make rope-drop at the Morgan Library & MuseumIt’s wild to think this jewel-box of a museum began as J.P. Morgan’s private library (a Gilded Age financier in case you hadn't heard of him). Vaulted ceilings, Renaissance-inspired murals, shelves stacked three stories high with rare books. It was rather annoying though that we had to share the space with groups of students of various sorts...

An example of the many treasures of the collection include the original manuscript of Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol, complete with his handwritten edits. Truly a must-visit for anyone who loves books, history, beautiful architecture or just a good “rich guy built himself a palace of treasures” moment.

Day 21: Manuscripts, French comfort, and a musical reminder that endings can be beautiful too.

It was so hard to take a good photo that captured the feel of this amazing place

Secret vault

So MANY people!!!

You might think you were in Europe

Pretending to know about Renoirs

Dinner was at Benoit, Alain Ducasse’s Parisian-style bistro complete with warm lighting, polished brass, and that unmistakable old-world French charm. The food was french classic comfort done well. The kind of dishes that don’t need to be reinvented because they were perfect the first time.

To wrap up our last night in America, we headed to Maybe Happy Ending - a gentle and sweet musical about love, timing, and connection. An aptly named finale to this chapter of the Festival of Fifty.

The bar at the front of the restaurant

The dining room

Thank you NYC for a great ending to this chapter!

B is for butter and butter is for me...

Nothing too adventurous

The classiques

but oh so good

Something we would have LOVED to squeeze in

Bad photo. Good musical


Wednesday, 12 November 2025

Musicals & Michelin Moments

Playing just underneath Wicked (physically!) which also happened to be the last musical that we saw in Broadway way back in 2011!

A lazy but lovely day and honestly, exactly what was needed. With the temperature hovering somewhere between “brisk” and “why is the air attacking me?”, we abandoned any hopeful notions of outdoor pickleball much to Mal's disappointment. Besides, with only two days before we’re strapped into planes for an obscenely long stretch, recovery has become a legitimate travel priority.

So yes… another sleep-in. Zero regrets. We surfaced too late for a proper wander through Chelsea Market, which was mildly tragic. We completely underestimated how much the Galapagos would zap our energy levels.

The day’s real highlight was Just In Time, one of the experiences we’d been most excited about. Both Mal and I adore Jonathan Groff, and he absolutely delivered. The show, a musical tribute to Bobby Darin, debuted on Broadway in April. Jonathan Groff was phenomenal, full of effortless charm and charisma. And yes, we sat far enough back to avoid the infamous Groff Sauce. Safety first. We could see the sprays of both flying through the air...

So excited. Set was simple, intimate and immersive

No gimmicky gadgets or wires...just good content and good music

The man himself

Dinner was at The Modern at MoMA, a restaurant boasting two Michelin stars, and a front-row view of the Abby Aldrich Rockefeller Sculpture Garden. The food was very good, but the service was surprisingly disengaged. Polite, precise, but perfunctory. Overall, our experience at Yoshoku still holds the best-meal crown for this trip.

Day 20: A lazy start, a Broadway heart-throb, and a Michelin meal that left us longing for Yoshoku. 

The moMA has several dining options

Not a bad mocktail

Food was good

This one had a lot of instructions lol but the waitress didn't laugh at our jokes...

The restaurant were made aware that this was part of our Festival of Fifty!

Their famous "egg on egg on egg"

Happy Birthday to us

Very pretty but it was just too sweet and too intense

Maple chocolate, and cherry and earl grey gummy. Again great concepts but was just too sweet to savour the natural flavours


Tuesday, 11 November 2025

Waldorf Wonders & Winter Woes

We had USD 50 per day to spend on food and beverages as part of our stay, and today we decided to put it toward breakfast at The Lexyard. The staff addressed us by title and name simply by knowing our room number, a small but impressive touch. Service was friendly and polished, and as with every guest-facing employee in this hotel, the entire team looked like they’d stepped straight out of a luxury lifestyle magazine. Each department had its own chic uniform, perfectly tailored and effortlessly elegant.

The latte? Probably the most expensive one I’ll ever drink in my life - USD 12 plus tax plus tip. The Asian in me flinched, then immediately celebrated the fact that it was “free.”

The impressive Peacock Alley

USD18 Brown sugar cinnamon bun with maple cream topping

Even the gym is fancy

Entrance foyer larger than my home

Machines nicely spread out

With towel and water bottle ready at each one

Extensive weights station

With separate areas for bars

The "studio"

Lots of goodies here

Trying to take more photos of the hotel

Yet more sitting areas

In case you forget where you were at night, there's a monogrammed pillowcase to remind you

We’d planned to explore Harlem and visit The Met Cloisters today, but winter decided to make an early appearance in New York. We woke to a frosty 1 °C (real feel: –1) and...surprise...snow. Since it was Veterans Day, we braved the cold and wandered over to 5th Ave to watch the parade. I’ll admit it wasn’t quite the fanfare I’d imagined. Cadet-like groups from various high schools marched by, but most looked like they’d rather be anywhere else. (Don’t come at me!)

Somewhere between Guayaquil and JFK, I seem to have picked up a pesky viral hitchhiker, so we took the rest of the day slow.

Dinner, however, was a highlight at the onsite Japanese restaurant Yoshoku. Easily one of the best meals we’ve had in the states, and service to match. Our sommelier, Logan, took it upon himself to win Mal over to sake. His approach? A pairing that wasn’t technically a pairing - two dishes chosen to showcase two of his favourites. Gratis. Mal’s opinion on sake may be unchanged, but even we had to admit these were leagues above anything we’d tried before.

Day 19: Cold fronts, warm service, and one very expensive latte.

Veteran's parade on 5th Ave

Yoshoku

Very cute towel holders

We got to choose our weapons of eating

Mal's choice

Best toast ever

Matcha mascarpone - divine

Free sake on the house!