Bolo Bun Breakfast with an Old Friend

We're entering June, gosh how time flies. It's really annoying for me that in the past 3 - 4 months, I have been plagued with cold and flu 3 times and it's really dragging me down. I had 4 shots of COVID vaccine and just 2.5 weeks ago I had a flu vaccine and yet I'm down again with flu, aargghhh!!! I haven't been having cold or flu for many years before and to have this many in such short time is just ... well my body is tired, I'm tired :( The long weekend which we just had which I was so excited about turned to be quite a waste because I just felt horrible throughout. I'm still feeling horrible now, but I have to get on with life :( I don't know what's going on with me. I don't think I have enough rest, but I just have things to do and I cannot be sick anymore, at least for the next 1.5 months :( It's also one reason why I choose to write now because I will not have time for the rest of the month.

I did do one thing this past long weekend. My good friend, Dewi and her family, were in town and we arranged to meet for breakfast Saturday morning. I debated myself if it's right to go, because it's irresponsible considering I wasn't well, but then she re-scheduled to 10 AM instead of 9 AM and when I woke up that day, I seemed to be able to move about so I decided to go. I'm really hoping I didn't infect them all with whatever I was having. Anyways, she wanted to try Champion Bolo. I was like, what's that!?! Googled it and found the place and I was like okay. She said there would be a queue so she wanted to be early. I was like, that area is dead on weekend, very few humans. She was right though. On the day they reached about 25 minutes before me and they told me there's a long queue and I was like who were these people!?!? Were they tourists? When I arrived, I was stunned at the many people waiting. Most of everyone in the queue were Indonesians. I was like, what the ... how did all of you manage to find this place. I myself was a bit lost on my way there. Anyways, because they were earlier, they managed to find a table upstairs and by the time I arrived, we're already quite near to the cashier. I think the second floor could fit maybe 30 people or so and it was full and I think maybe only 5-6 people were not Indonesians at that time. I was dead amazed at all of the Indonesians there. The bolo bun was made to order, so we had to wait like 20 mins or so and it's kinda nice to just catch up with Dewi and seeing her 2 sons and seeing them parent :D I have to admit that the bolo bun was nice, I could have eaten two, but I think they're pricey especially if you add drinks, but everything in Singapore is expensive :( and I think standing in a long queue for food is rather silly, so yeah no, I wouldn't go out my way to eat it again.

We left at around 11 AM something which at that point, the queue had subsided somewhat. I commented that wow the Indonesians that morning were ... here I stopped myself from saying kiasu and instead used the word semangat 45. Thinking about it further, it's really a better way to described the eager Indonesians because unlike kiasu which means you don't want to lose and pretty much want to get all, semangat 45 sounds funnier and better. The 45 refers to 1945 which was when Indonesia declared independence and Google translates semangat as spirit, zeal, vigor, gusto, etc. So it refers to the kind of fiery spirit that brought about Indonesia's independence. We use this term, semangat 45, to fire us up when want to attempt something and so yeah I think it's funny when it's applied to this case of trying a bun which was promoted by some influencers on social media. Those influencers do work in Indonesia, I guess. Another thought I had was I often feel that many Singaporeans do not think much of us Indonesians, some may even think we live in some backwater country, but darn it Singapore is actually better with all these Indonesians tourists. These are the people who splurge and would make an effort to haunt these kinda places. Anyways, it's really nice to meet and talk to an old friend and I am thankful that I do have friends as old as this. There's an ease you have talking about your stupidity and it's just comforting.

:) eKa @ 8:49:00 PM • 0 comments

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