headed an hour out of the city for our patient visit this afternoon and was 40minutes early. killed some time in the local pub and learnt that i'm often too unaware for my own good. we'd just settled down with our drinks (yes yes, non-alcoholic...) when B suddenly said, "let's go.". a little bewildered, i downed my diet coke and followed him back out into the cold.
turns out that it was a really rough pub and B had good reason to suspect that more than half the patrons were on drugs. the trigger for our getaway was when this guy who'd been eyeballing us the whole time left the table next to us to make a phone call, all the while still staring at us. seemed harmless enough to me, maybe he was talking to his ladyfriend... but according to B, it was already a rough area, compounded by the rowdy, trackies-and-trainer clad types in the pub and how at the back of his mind he remembered our patient's husband telling us to avoid that pub at all costs.
we left unscathed and it was an uneventful walk to our patient's yet all the while B was ever vigilant. apparently he was afraid there'd be a gang of thugs waiting outside the pub. not like we looked like we were worth robbing, or so i thought, but i trust B. he seems to have a pretty good sense of danger and hmm i guess it was a timely reminder that i'm no longer in safe singapore. that and how our patient's husband insists on sending us back to the train station after each visit because the area is not pretty at night.
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