A weekend of drinks, indulgence, dehydration, unproductivity, distractions and instant pain relievers.
28 Hongkong Street is a bespoke bar hidden inside a no signboard shophouse. Sexy, love it. We only managed to get a table at 1230am.
While waiting, we hopped into Vasco, a south american themed bar just down the street. The drinks were atad too zesty and sour for my taste.
Keiko-san transited in SG for a day before flying back to Tokyo. We had a quick catch-up session on Sunday. Good to see an old friend. Reserved a table at Smoke & Mirrors @ National Gallery. The unblock view of Marina Bay from the rooftop bar is amazing. She loved it, so did I.