Saturday today.

I woke up at 6.30am, lazed in bed for a while, then dragged my sorry arse up at 6.45. Went to wash up, grabbed my camera bag, and went to Punggol Park to wait for the sunrise, taking my brother along with me, since he wanted me to wake him up just for it.

Left the house at 7.05, reached the park at 7.15. Walked about trying to figure out a good place to take the photos. Took from film 10 to about 25 within 30 minutes. Lol. Got my bro to pose for me as well. :P

I had taken my last *intended* picture, lowered my camera, and saw this guy besides me, apparently waiting for me to finish before he crossed the lens's line-of-sight. So, I apologized to him and quickly backed away. I was almost packing up already, before I saw that he brought out a net.

Fishing!

So I stood there for a while, watching him cast the net a few times, then approached him to ask if I could take a picture of him doing that action. He told me to go ahead. And while doing that, we started talking.

He asked me if I was a Singaporean. I was like: 'yeah. I am. Why? I don't look like one?' Then, I chuckled. He smiled slightly, and told me that I looked foreign, asking if I liked to go to the beach or 'play near the waters.' I gave the brief version of: no, I don't like swimming now, but I did go to the beach and swam frequently as a kid. That's why I'm so tanned.

But, it tickled me greatly to think that a foreigner thinks that I look like a foreigner too. :P That guy is not local. It's obvious. He doesn't speak with a local accent, or use words more frequently spoken here. Lol.

*chuckles*