We have a neighbor that has a CNY rabbit that she "walks" on a leash in the dog park near our house. Really the rabbit just sits there scared stiff while our neighbor tugs it along. For the record, rabbit on leash and dogs off leash are NOT a good combo. I'm surprised the little bunny is still alive!

I still can't decide if these parents are my heroes for being so adventurous or crazy for trying to feed a baby on the Singapore subway where no FOOD or DRINK is allowed...even for babies!

During the month of the hungry ghost people make offerings of food and burnt prayer money to the souls of the dead to appease them. They also burn paper replicas of cars, houses and even iPhones.

"Hell money" which are fakes bills with lucky serial numbers are burnt in such huge quantities that burn bins have been set up all over Singapore to contain the blaze.

The month of the hungry ghost is in general a bad time to do anything. Many Singaporeans avoid any significant milestones during this time believing that it will bring bad luck. People also avoid flying in planes, buying property, moving, and getting married. Swimming is also avoided and many children are told that the hungry ghost will pull them under so they will have a soul to take their place in hell. Maybe that's why Kingsley and I were the only one's in the pool this last weekend...

You may remember that last time Kingsley and I visited Pulau Ubin we made the crazy mistake of renting a $2 tandem bike for the day. We went this time around with a clear understanding that everyone gets their own bike! There are lots of bike trails and mountain biking trails on the island and we wanted to check them out.

Side note - another interesting part of living in the tropics is that if you open a box of cereal, bag a chips, packet of cookies and do not finish it immediately you must put what is left into the fridge. Otherwise often within a matter of minutes whatever you left out will be transformed into a limp pile of mush by the ever present humidity.

Anyway, when Kingsley and I returned from Bali there was literal NOT A THING in the house to eat which required a late night rendezvous to the grocery store to remedy. This normally would be fine, but somehow we missed that it was a Sunday evening which I am now convinced is the night that every other Singaporean goes shopping. Lets just say it was painful...we waited in line to get our grocery cart, weigh our produce, and to buy our groceries. But that was nothing compared to the taxi line to get our groceries home. After an hour and a half in the grocery store just to pick up a few essentials we waited another hour plus in the taxi line. It was almost midnight by the time we arrived home and Kingsley and I were both pretty traumatized. In fact I'm pretty sure Kingsley would be very happy to never set foot in a grocery store again!

Take away message- NEVER EVER go shopping on a Sunday evening in Singapore.

The night started off with a dinner at Pizza Mozza followed by our first game of the night where the girls had to correctly answer a series of questions that we had asked their fiancés about them.

For example: What is his pet name for you? What are three words your future spouse would use to describe you? What is your worst habit?

Any wrong answer meant the girls had to drink a shot of Sambuca (yuck) And let me tell you there was a lot of "I can't believe he said that" exclamations and shots consumed.

We then dressed the brides to be up with boas and veils and went to Ku De Ta to dance.

We had such a great time with the Temple Pilots Kingsley and I have decided to go to India this Christmas and New Years to visit everyone.

This Bali trip was also extra extra special because Kingsley had just bought a new wing and he has been DESPERATE to try it out.

Make sure you check out the Bali paragliding video our friend Suhas put together for some great footage of the two of them flying together as well as Kingsley doing the "wind dance" and juggling. What can I say, my husband is a man of many talents.

I also had a chance to fly tandem this trip which was very special. Avi, the paragliding instructor for the Temple Pilots Paragliding School, took me for an amazing half an hour long flight in which I actually took over the controls for a good 5 minutes! :)

Umalas is a stable run by a German woman named Sabine who has lived in Bali for over 20 years. She absolutely loves her horses...infact so much so that there is a non-negotiable weight restriction for riding of 85kg which Kingsley was just over. I emailed Sabine to see if there was some leeway with the restriction but she was firm that 85kg was the cut off. Thus my riding adventure was a solo event however, something tells me Kingsley didn't mind too much as he was paragliding.

On the days it was not "flyable" Kingsley and I did some day trips to explore a bit more of the island. One of these trips was to the Uluwatu temple which was built in the 11th Century. It majestically sits 70 meters up on limestone cliffs overlooking the Indian ocean. I have been told its one of the best spots to go to watch the sunset.

The temple is inhabited by a very large group of monkeys who are extremely adept at snatching your belongings including: bags, glasses, shoes and earrings. If successful at grabbing something they can usually be bribed to return the item in exchange for fruit however, the exchange rate is completely at the monkeys discretion. So in short, they pretty much run the show. For $10 you can hire a monkey guard who walks next to you with a sling shot, but I had Kingsley to protect me so we were fine. The monkeys tested him once but upon learning he meant business, the monkey word went out and we were left alone the rest of the time.