28 DEC 2008. SUNDAY. 02:52PM

After 14 days of skipping out more than staying in, I have set aside my last Sunday home being anywhere but outside. There's even a promise of durians for supper. I can almost smell the aroma filling the room, and the itchiness of a sore throat arising the day after. This calculated risk will be worth it. Except if I spend my last week here suffering from a post-durian meltdown. My fingers are crossed.

I've been watching late night movies, enduring stampedes at the post-xmas frenzy, wandering into new streets and discovering the birth of new op shops, and tasting more flavors in the last 2 weeks than i had the whole year in my kitchen. Which kinda says alot about my cooking skills.

FLICKR AWAY.