Universal Truths

 

 

 

Took the troops to Universal Studios on Sentosa today in an effort to exhaust them and accomplished the mission. Also, of course, exhausted ourselves. The theme park is based on the unabashed ersatz of movies and succeeds in its fakery in an engagingly unashamed manner. The kids particularly appreciated the Transformers ride; their seniors took to the sedate Madagascar experience (which I think is designed for genuine kiddies.) And this time round we didn't require a wheelchair to assist Mak Ndak through her motion sickness as she wasn't allowed on any fast rides. 

Best part of the day for me, a truly joyful twenty minutes or so of sort of 'street' dancing by five talented guys who worked the crowd beautifully. They managed to involve three people from the crowd watching in a manner that was unembarrassing, clearly going for two girls and a guy who actually had some reasonable chops themselves.

And that also connected with something that became increasingly clear to me as the day went on: the staff of the park, old and (mainly) young, were unfailingly cheerful and committed to doing their best for what I'm guessing is not exactly a lot of money. Far more impressive than any of the technology involved.