We had plans to visit the 1st Redbull Flugtag held at Siloso Beach, an event whereby competitors try to 'fly' home-made contraptions which attempt to take off a pier and gets air borne for a distance. These machines rarely, if ever - fly - and most competitors enter simply for the entertainment value.
As it is with young kids, they will always choose to either nap or demand to be fed when we have some place else to be. With BabyMoo complaining that he wants to 'Ma-mam-mam-mam', we had no choice but to feed him first after that morning's church service, and totally missed the 12.00pm fly-off time!
We knew we had to wait another year to catch the event when we met the crowds walking back from the event while we were headed there.
This was only the tail end of the reported 35,000 strong crowd at the event.
Meanwhile, the merciless sun beat down, baking everything in sight. Add the stinging rays to the unbearable tropical humidity... and I wasn't a really happy camper. Well - I can't say the same for the merry makers and party revellers who thronged the beach bars and walked about in bare essentials.
Meantime, in BabyMoo land, the boy decides that the heat is too much for him and had a siesta.
He perspired, Daddy perspired, and both of them were a blob of melted mess during the 1km walk from the car park to the event grounds. Mummy glowed :)
True enough - the event was over when we reached there at 3.00pm, but we took a look around anyway. There were still a lot of beach babes and bums, along with families soaking in the atmosphere.
BabyMoo woke up half an hour into his nap, most probably because of the heat and the blaring music from all angles. He looked around curiously, and took some time to observe his surroundings, the way he normally does at new places. The heat bothered him, and he wasn't all too happy, but thankfully, he didn't fret.
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Had to hide this from BabyMoo because I think one sip would be enough to make him do cartwheels!
He then decided he has had enough of the heat, and figured that Daddy's cap will keep away the sun. He used to hate having anything placed on his head, but I suppose now that he's older, functionality wins over comfort!
When he decided that this could be fun after all - we finally got to see the smile.
He was initially apprehensive about the sand, but wading in the water with the waves crashing against him proved too much of a lure, and he gleefully succumbed. Daddy had to catch hold of him several time to stop him from wandering off into the deeper waters!
He dropped Daddy's cap into the water - so nobody had any head protection in the end!
It was a lovely (albeit extremely hot) day to be at the beach, and BabyMoo enjoyed himself tremendously. He even learnt a new word, 'Beach'... which I'm not encouraging him to say at all, because the way he says it now - I would have a lot of explaining to do especially if there are ladies within earshot! :)
We then headed on to West Coast Park because BabyMoo wanted to kick scoot after he saw the numerous kids kick scooting at Sentosa, hoping that it wouldn't be too crowded there. Let's just say we were better off staying on at Sentosa instead!
By the way... if you're heading on down to West Coast Park, it's located along West Coast highway. If you were to search for 'West Coast Park' on the GPS Navigation system, it will direct you to the actual West Coast Park, which is a road flanked by landed properties and not much else.
It was a perfect day to end the long weekend. We had fun... hope you did, too!