This morning I woke up, utterly exhausted, only to find it was 4:30 and I should go back to sleep again. When my alarm went off at 6 and I peeled myself off the sofa again, I was still quite knackered, but I managed to get up and faff around for only twenty minutes before leaving the house.
I had to rush to get to the parkrun in time and only just made it. Perhaps I could blame going slow on that. Or on it being extra hot today. Or being tired from Wednesday and Thursday. Or having to cycle through a cloud of insecticide (they were fogging against mosquitoes at a school as I rode past). But I think the real culprit was staying up until almost one a.m. this morning, a daft idea when I knew I was running today.
Still, I did a 20:37, which felt vaguely respectable for me, if nowhere close to breaking the twenty minute barrier. Afterwards, I had to trundle back to Chinatown, take a very brief shower, then hightail it across Singapore to get to the bird park.
There was a special offer ending today, where a year’s membership to the bird park cost the same as a single day’s ticket, and we couldn’t resist this bargain. La Serpiente Aquatica Negra was entranced by almost everything she saw today, whether it was the penguins, the statue of thr hornbills near the entrance, the effigy of a lion dancer, the coin operated fairground rides … Basically, you could have almost emptied the bird park and she would still have been fascinated.
We had to leave without seeing everything today, in a rush to sort out accommodation for this year, but we did see the Loris and also notice the cassowary was in absentia. Our rush home was delayed by there being no taxis available (strange, as it wasn’t raining or anything that might have made taxis harder to come by than usual) which meant lots of exhausting work chasing our daughter around the entrance way to the bird park while we waited.
And now, exhausted, we try to sleep through the first night of the Chinese New Year celebrations. I think this could be rather a long night.