|The bumboat that takes you to Ubin|
|Houses on stilts in Ubin|
|One of the many bike rentals shops|
It wasn't my first trip to Ubin so I knew what to expect. Lori, however didn't know the only way around this hilly, granite isle was by bicycle. After looking at row upon row of rusted, decrepit bikes, she informed me she hadn't ridden in over ten years. Nothing like baptism by fire and I planned to baptize her on a ride with barely-there-brakes, one speed and steering that resembled a pulverized grocery cart.
|Watermelon baby coming to check me out|
|Lori trying her first and only Ice Kacang|