Big splash

Big splash
The slides in yellow blue and green
You were there way before
Wet wet wild and now places at sentosa

These new ones are nice but theybcamt match the gloss of memory of big splash

After all I will never be 10 again in a blue and white striped swim suit eager and excited to go there my anticipation tripling when I catch my first glimpse of the triple coloured slides towering ahead

The rush of excitement the gorging on kfcfinger licking good waiting for the good forever and believing your father as He says the food takes time coz they have to catch the chicken first

Nothing can match the gloss of that memory .

Big splash

You great towering icon you
In roaring yellow ultramarine blue and vicious red (Vicious because you once tore the pants of my one piece at age 10.)

You roared your own then. No fancy WWW to steal your thunder. Sentosa was just an island with a wax museum. You? on the hand ... at the coast with colour  pouring from above

Maybe you became worn out
Maybe those colours faded in the glaring Sun
But... Nothing comes close to the gloss of memory ... when i was 10 wearing a black and white striped swimsuit... you were my Sunday treat of the month! The drive there seemed so long until I caught the crest of your colours and then I'd be hopping to get out .
And then... after you there was God old colonel waiting for us with crispy chicken that was finger lickin good.
Your fall was inevitable I guess.
In singapore you learn not to get attached to places
To store memories in the mind and not in stone and bricks
Teaches you to be zen this place. No attachments . Just memories.