This is Punggol, the
last frontier of Singapore.
I remember 4 years ago
when I went there for a photoshoot, the land was a barren nothingness
punctuated with construction cranes. Now, POOF! It’s all rows & rows of
carefully grown buildings angled to catch the sun.
Taking bus 84 will
bring you down a lonesome road of jungles galore until you reach the end of it & a gleaming new Punggol Promenade.
Obligatory shot of the
jetty & Malaysia, if you squint a bit.
Why am I here? To look
at rocks, obviously.
Actually, remember
some years ago when fishermen in Punggol accidentally dug up skeletons in the
beach? Yes, Punggol beach, in all its isolated romanticism, is the site of
brutal executions by the Japanese in World War II.
Below is a photo of
Punggol beach from the Singapore Paranormal Investigator’s site. (Estimated
from 2004)
It is said that these very carefully laid out, schematic tiers of boulders along the far western side of the beach is a shrewdly calculated move from the government to prevent anymore pesky fishermen digging up bones from the past.
Alright, so I was
walking forever & ever trying to find this exact stone tiers. I basically
walked the entire length from jetty to the boating house at the western end
almost 2km away! (You must be thinking, 2 clicks? Pffft~ that’s nothing) But I
was walking in my extremely uncomfortable rain boots, clipboard in one hand,
camera in another – looking like a complete fool who’d lost her way – which is
exactly what it is. And then I had to walk BACK!
I found the rocks
eventually. They were way back in the beginning, just at the bend before the
trek went off to the Land of Oz. And they looked very different.
Can you see the stone tiers below the grass & tree? Yes, they’ve built a jogging track over it, well done!
Here ends my little
adventure to Punggol Promenade.
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