Remember To Clear Your Memory

Memory card, this time. And not once, but twice! First was during Sporty Shaun's birthday celebration just the day before, and then there was yesterday's unexpected boon in Robinsons at MidValley's just-opened The Gardens Galleria.

As Cardio Dance was cancelled yesterday, we ended up milling about, undecided with what to do (goes to show that we probably attend Group-X classes too much, that when suddenly confronted with an evening off, we were at a loss). Could have done a movie (we're curious about The Brave One), could have had a nice pasta dinner, could have gone home early and had an early night in...by the time we finally left to make our way at 7.30pm, the Federal Road was completely cleared of traffic.

Which led to our snap decision - let's go MidValley Gardens. The Dear Doctor had after all announced that it was opening and he had intentions to scout the place out, so we knew that they were open, unlike our Pavilion visit. Only we had to steel ourselves for the parking horror that gets our BP rising (it's almost a Pavlovian response actually, just say "MidValley parking!" and we shudder).

Oooh, the new parking ticket and machine by Designa - the tickets have your location entered printed on it. How it helps we have no idea as we entered at Zone A P1 (basement 1) and parked at Zone A 41 P2 (basement 2).

Now as we went to Pavilion before the actual opening the only reception we ever got was, "Take off your shoes take off your shoes!", so we can't use that to compare with the reception we got at the Gardens. Now while the place seems to follow the trend of more upper-market places like Coach or Thomas Pink, but while our initial walkabout the Gardens failed to elicit "oohs" and "aahs" (probably because we were already numbed by Pavilion, geh). As we made our way from ground floor upwards, so when we first reached the Robinsons entrance on the first floor, there was a sign saying that Robinsons was closed to cater to a 'private function from 6pm onwards'.

No problem, we thought, we're just here to scout the place after all.

And then later on we happen to reach the ground floor entrance of Robinsons...which was open and people were walking in and out. So we walked in. And walked around.

Only after walking halfway around the ground floor did we realise we were walking past perfumes and ladies shoes. We were just too busy taking in the eyecandy...and the champagne glasses they were all holding. Where were they getting the alcohol?

Finally we found it and helped ourselves. For food, there were waiters walking about with tidbits.

Yes, in the end dinner was tidbits and champagne. But it was enough to satiate hunger. :D

And then there was the modelling session on the first floor. It was then that we again regretted not clearing up the memory card in the camera (retrospect: what was the spare 16MB SD Card in our bag for? *facepalm*).

On the second floor there was this string quartet. We loves a live string quartet - the last we came about one was in Glasgow, sometime just before graduation - string quartet buskers outside Ottakars, they caught our attention because they just started playing the Canon. :D So this group of ladies were playing some recognizable melodies, and we stopped to listen. They just finished a piece when this feller asked them, "Can you play any oldies?" which led to some puzzlement as to what he wanted. Then he went on to try and explain that he wanted classicals (dear obtuse man, what do you think they were playing???) and we interjected at that point and asked the ladies if they could do us the Canon.

And so we got the Canon. :D

Eh it was tough trying to take a video when our hands were full, holding a book, our bag, and a champagne glass.

After that out of curiousity (and so that we could credit the ladies) we asked the Robinsons staff for the quartet's name. Why asked a Robinsons staff and not the ladies? We got shy. :P Also, they were playing. We were led into their Customer Service room to wait while they asked about, and was given a free Men's Folio mag to pass the time away! :D How thoughtful. Or maybe there was a hidden implication that we needed to improve our dress sense - especially since we were surrounded by fabulous men everywhere, all dressed up (we were in office attire tho', or would have felt very out of place in that near-black tie affair).

The Yings. Or so we were told by a certain Ivan from Genesis Pro Audio.

All in all, we had a spanking good time that's only hampered by the lack of company during the Robinsons party.