So now when we have most of the sensible stuff for our house, it was time for all the non-sensible-things-which-has-no-absolute-function-but-need-to-be-in-the-home-or-at-least-the-wife-will-feel-like-it’s-not-a-proper-household. So I went to Arab street, China Town, Haji Lane and Little India hunting for sofa pillows, candle holders, sarongs, towels, paintings, place mats.. It was like having a huge trip at ‘Indiska’ in Sweden, filled of ‘pling-plong’ devices, tassels and glitter!
Perfume and dressing bottles in an Egyptian glass store; the girl presenting them to me proudly pointed out which ones she had made.
Water carafes made of glazed wood; they have really colorful wood art in general here, alongside the traditional non-colored typical ‘Indonesian-looking’ woodwork.
Entrance to China Town’s Sago Street; never go here in the afternoon, or you’ll melt away. If you do, make sure you down at least a few fresh fruit juices, preferably from the salsa dancing juice guy next to the German sausage man.. Yepp, only in Singaporean China Town I imagine.
Green place mats and ‘gold’ candle holders; they came with completely horrible chop sticks, that I’ve hidden in a drawer far, far away.
Seriously kitschy Asian paintings, but I really like them; oh, God, I’m turning into one of those Asian-nerds (we were making brutal fun out of the ‘Japan-nerds’ in Tokyo, who were so clearly westerners, [often blonde men with pony-tails for some reason], trying to hand over business cards with exaggerated bows or sounding like a character from an old samurai movie when they spoke Japanese, and really laughed our a**es off).
All in all, our home still misses a lot, but just being here for barely a month, I think we’ve done a good job so far. I just realized today when making mashed potatoes that stuff like a potato peeler had not snuck in the IKEA bag. Nor do we have bedside tables or a full length mirror, but that’s just extra things. I’m fully content not waking up because of earthquakes, being able to eat whatever I want and not having to drink bottled water. And to never ever have to wear long-johns again!
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