It is what we call an “away day” where everyone packs up and goes to another country to hang out. We found this bar along the beach. The jazz drummer rocked as I recall.

They were a determined bunch who maintained formation street after street, despite the temptations along the way. Good job guys!

Whenever people are stuck at airports with a pack of cards, they play chor-tai-ti. I wonder if it is a Singaporean thing. Somebody should compile a book on stuff like this.