We had gotten home from Chinatown around 3 or 4, and Rebecca wanted to make use of the hotel pool that overlooked the river. We change and head out. It's a fairly small pool, about 10-12 feet wide and 60 feet long, and 3-4 feet deep. There were quite a few small children screaming and playing and giggling, their parents watching from the poolside. Rebecca ordered caipirinhas for herself and for Dad, a Brazilian drink consisting of rum, simple syrup, and citrus. These came with a stick of rock candy in place of the simple syrup.
Dad kept up the hydrophobia, refusing to get in the pool; Rebecca tried to do laps but there were kids in the way, and I just kind of bobbed around, never really committing to anything. But the cool thing was not the pool, but what happened while we were at the pool.
Singapore's Independence Day is August 9th. They go above and beyond and have flyovers and cool militaristic maneuvers, as well as fireworks for Independence Day. Turns out, they also practice. While we were at the pool, there were first 3 helicopters, with the largest flying the flag underneath it. The helicopters were a Chinook, the big carrier helicopters, and 2 Blackhawks flying to its sides. Shortly after that, there were 4 F-16s flying in formation practically touching the skyscrapers. After they flew away, there were booms that Rebecca said were sonic booms. Then, after that, there were lots of booms. Rebecca said that there were too many to be sonic booms, and that they were probably artillery from the ships. There were a couple more fly-byes after that. Darn cool.
There were also fireworks that night as we had dinner, but more on that later.
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