The Sentinel are Owning! (part 1)

Ok...so i decided to take a break from the philosophical posts, and return to my elispsical ways for the purposes of this post. 'Philosophy, Adversity's Sweet Milk", random quote. Anyway, just thought it'd be good to blog about the hike experience, the DOTA experience and the past few days as a whole. For the sake of future memories :D

The Hike Route:
Harborfront MRT:
Mimosa Stricken Fields. Scratched Legs.

Mount Faber:
Tiring Climb. Being the first group, we had to chiong. We chionged and went the wrong way, so we had to chiong again to get on the right track. Nevertheless we made it to the titanic-like ship thing, the view of sentosa, re-organized ourselves there. Prayer was most essential as we dedicated the hike to God. The whole hike was a big irony...we were hoping that God would work to make it a spiritual experience as well.

Telok Blangah Hill:
Situational Test 1: Hornet Drill....was fun to see everyone struggling to reach for the groundsheets...yet they failed quite badly, and we got David to act injured. the rest had to carry him down with the groundsheet stretcher, wasn't the prettiest sight...but Wes was so glad they were finally working as a team :D. Meanwhile, FAb and gang slide down the whole hill, rolling their hikepacks and javellin-ning their basha poles :/

Situational Test 2: Shane falls. Oh my gosh. It was partially Cao's fault, anyway, it looked pretty bad...pretty lacerated...and pretty not pretty at all. We didn't let the Sec1s do this though...it was a test for us...Actually, was really thankful for that chance to show love and care to Shane.

Alkaff Mansion: a former torture chamber in WWII. We entered the forbidden vicinity, only to find it abandoned, in a wreck, and really eerie. the door was ajar. some of us were mad enough to suggest entering. others wanted to leave in a jiffy. I'll leave you all to guess which of the two we chose. But it's really obvious. Apparently the top window of the mansion is really really haunted...and the rooms are all locked away from public..

Situational Test 3: I know..alot hor? the Sec 1s took more than 20mins to pitch a basha tent. 6 of them in fact....sigh. We sat and watched...and sighed. So we did a post-talk after that...told them they had to improve and would have a second chance later on. They looked visibly shaken though...tired and just disappointed with themselves. Of course, there were words of encouragement. :D

I almost drank the spring water still stopped by Mr Charles Ng :D

A Random Field:
The first bashing route. Simple enough, followed the drain. Ryan slipped. We did the basha pole whacking thing.

Depot Road/Lock Road:
Where in the world is Little Bali? Came across a Dim Sum sign, Ryan went hysterical upon looking. Prayer along the road side for continual guidance. This was where JianYang was injured previously...when we were forced to retire.

Alexandra Road/Fire Station:
Little Westcott was sitting at Queensway shopping mall waiting to be ferried off to church. We waved to the ppl in the fire station...one of the crazy things you do when you're tired i guess. Wesley whipped out his secret weapon: Ice cold 100 plus...had a great drink there.

Glouchester Park:
Endless plains of grass. The giant monitor lizard (actually a log in the shape of one). The Malaysian Railway track....where we patriotically sang Majulah Singapura as loud as possible. Got lost for a while, in the long long grass.

Sit Test 4,5,6: Alot here. They were given their second chance. They tried. Really hard. Too bad though, the ground would not give in, it was too hard there, like rock, and the basha poles could not go in. They tried desperately again and again. After some time, we initiated a second test, Cao went on the ground rolling in agony, acting of course, he had a 'head injury', so some sec1s tended to him, others continued to battle the ground. Asher fell dramatically clutching his arm in pain. Pretty soon, we ran out of triangular bandages. We also decided to abandon the tent pitching...:)

Lunch: Muesli Bars, Oreos, Baked Beans, Canned Tuna, Lexus Biscuits, Canned Longan. And the best...Packet Nutritious Cereal Drink..without water! that was the tastiest, most sugar high thing i've ever ever tasted! There was an old fella who came by. Had a little chat.

Soon the clouds gathered. We prayed for better weather of course. In the distance there was a spot of bright light. It was almost magical as that was the direction we were supposed to be headed...i guess God was trying to tell us the way, and that He'll stay faithful. Thanks Father.

Portsdown Road:
One word: CHIONG! We tried to beat the rain. Too bad. We didn't. It poured on the way. Wes and I gungho gungho and didn't wear our ponchos. Bad mistake though. We put them on later, the rain was so heavy it was like 10m visibility or sth.


(to be continued...for lack of time. Need to rest early...there's piano exam tomorrow!)