This was the hotel where we stayed, the same place where my friend held his wedding reception. See the rooftop? That was where the BBQ buffet supposedly be held, but wonder if somebody up there was playing a joke on the new couple; signals showed clearly it wanted to pour when the reception was about to begin, making the hotel workers frantically moving everything to the ground floor. Guests were seated in the crowded space, and the sky cleared up when the dinner started. Hmm... anyway, that's not the main story here.
On top of St. Paul's Hill is the St. Paul's Church, once the prayer house of the Portuguese Catholics, then turned into burial ground for their noble dead by the Dutch. The tombstones have Latin and Portuguese inscriptions on them. St. Francis Xavier was buried here in 1553 before his body was moved to Goa in India.
Guitarist singing "Twinkle twinkle little star" to these 2, who were paying all their attention to him. Wonder if the song or the interesting instrument he was playing with held their undivided attention?
It was windy and comfortable in that shady place, a refreshing change from the terribly scorchingly hot hot weather.
Then, we headed straight back to the hotel to quench our thirst, and chill down in cool watertub. After a short rest, we went out again in search of chendol. Didn't find any, but came to this "Historical Garden".
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