Friday, March 19, 2010

Singapore Changi Village - the long forgotten trail

While most Singapore guides would recommend Pulau Ubin, one of the few relatively untouched islands in Singapore's territorial waters, most would neglect to mention the old world charm of Changi Village.

The Changi pier, which serves as a departing point to Pulau Ubin and Pulau Tekong brought back quite a bit of memories when I visited it two weeks back after many years.

I recalled being crestfallen while boarding the wooden motorboats. Leaving the familiar comforts of the main island, my mates and I headed to the army training grounds in Pulau Tekong. Our thick army fatigues didn't help a single bit under the scorching sun. The only thing that cheered me up was the packet of nasi lemak on my lap and a packet of teh tarik hung on a rusty nail on the side of the boat - my lunch for the day.



The first thing I did was to hunt down the nasi lemak and teh tarik stalls that brought me and my mates some relief so many years ago.


'Drinks for you, Sir?' Sayed (I found out his name later) asked with a genuine smile the moment Wife and I settled down in front of Safi. 'Two teh tariks please,' I replied without any hesitation.

There were a number of nasi lemak stalls at Changi Point hawker centre and there were three near where we were sitting. To be honest, I couldn't really recall which was the one that I used to frequent - I suspected I probably went for the one with the shortest queue.


Anyway, I ordered a regular nasi lemak, which came with an egg (sunny side up), ikan bilis, a fried chicken wing an some cucumber slices, and topped it up with an otah and fish fillet. All that come up to a princely sum of S$5.

The accompanying chilli gave away the stall's origin. It was more salty than sweet, which was more popular with Malaysians than Singaporeans. Not that I cared either way as I was famished then.

'How was it?' Wife asked. 'Hmm...' I answered in between shoving spoonfuls of nasi lemak into my mouth and washing it down with teh tarik. At that moment in time, I was just a boy decked in army fatigues who was relieved that lunchtime finally arrived.


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KW said...

I used to visit Changi Village all the time when in Hendon camp. Ate so much nasi lemak I had sambal coming out of my nostrils. From your pic, I don't think you were eating the most famous one, because that one opens at night, I think.

C K said...

I think you're right. I did see someone going up to this 'International Nasi Lemak' (or something like that) stall asking when they would open.

Is the nasi lemak there really that good? :)