Back In Shape

We are back in Singapore, safe and sound,... and fat.
It's not just I ate too much of Indonesian food, each of which has enough calories and fat to cause artery clogging, but I also brought many of the Indonesian food back with me to Singapore, which means that I am going to continue expanding the size of my tummy.

I need to bring back the food. Every time I arrive back in Singapore, I always get depressed by the food here. I am not saying that all Singaporean food are bad. No, most of them are also boring. They all taste the same to me. So you can imagine how happy I am to see my fridge is filled with rendang, ayam gulai, siomay, otak-ot... *drips*.. oops sorry, I am salivating all over my keyboard just by typing those.

Another thing that makes me depressed every time I arrive in Singapore is obviously getting away from the family. I am already used to being away from the family for a long time, at the cost of deteriorating my personal hygiene.
However I still not used to say good bye to them. And this trip was even worse because now I went home with my wife. That means we have to share our already-short trip between Bogor and Jakarta. We need to plan carefully to share our time between the two parents. And it's going to happen every time, like when we go home for Chinese New Year. So we need to decide where and when we should go. But as two loving adults, we will find a reasonable compromising solution. We are going to flip a coin.