Markings on pavement to ensure that we were on the right track.
The desolated Alkaff Mansion.
Is that a hornets' nest?
Benches that blend in with the Henderson Waves.
Reflections @ Keppel Bay in progress.
My sis counted 245 steps on the Marang Trail from Mt Faber to the ground level.
Yes, we were heading the right way.
I smell food beckoning.
No, this is not the left-over. I've wolfed down half my dinner before I realised that I have forgotten to take a picture.
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