It was a Sunday so we went to the church in town (next to the old International School) for a change.
HUGE space..... look at how tiny the huge tv screens looked.
The church is very steady. Worship started with a group of choir already seated on the stage.
The adults choir then came on and led the worship.
Then there was a procession with the pastor and the young adults choir and they walked up to the stage as well.
Instrumental music by yet another group during offering time.
It was a music-themed worship session which was why there were so many different music programmes. Next up, another group sung but dressed a lot fancier. This church obviously has a huge budget.
Last but not least, the youth choir.
Church finished with the procession walking out again.
After church, we went on a tiki tour to samba and had lunch at our usual restaurant.
Super salty fried noodles
Super salty tofu soup
Super salty milian
Super salty lak kian veges with eggs
Super salty steamed fish
Dad then drove to the high school he attended and also worked as a teacher at.
Dad worked at the private section of the school which no longer existed. The public school was still there.
There used to be a pier at the end of this walkway but it is now overgrown with shrubs. Dad went out to have a look and reminisce about the good old days.
Mum visiting the very same spot forty years or so ago.
We used to take the ferry here for a tiki tour when I was in high school, i.e. twenty years ago.
Mum said this would have been the house of a rich family back in the days.
I saw lots of these buildings dotted around the countryside... they are specially built buildings for swallows to build nests in. People then harvest the birds' nest and sell for birds' nest soup. No more risking their lives climbing high up the caves to harvest nests.
Another one being built.
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