My parents, Ben and his wife and of course Snowy gathered at my place to watch the National Day Parade on TV. As my flat was near (5km radius?), we rushed from in front of the TV to the window to watch the planes fly past, from the first two F16s, to the Chinook which dropped the naval divers into the waters of Marina Bay and lastly the two Apaches.
At about 7.30pm, we trooped down to a nearby bridge, where soon after, a crowd soon formed to watch the fireworks. Cars also stopped by including a taxi. At around 8.15pm, the first of the fireworks illuminated the Singapore skyline accentuating the spirit of celebration. And as sudden as it started, the show ended. The taxi drove off, the crowds dispersed, each back to their families and life.
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