Jerry@Dempsey

I haven't got to mention, that I finally stepped foot on Dempsey Road two Sunday nights ago.

Formerly Tanglin Camp, where many army recruits of the 60s and 70s would report there for the first day of enlistment and before three-tonners ferried them to their respective army units, the area was refurbished a few years back, and was converted into a cluster of bars, cafes and restaurants, forming Dempsey Village.

Ever since then, Dempsey Road got widely known, and it became the next favourite haunt for locals to enjoy some fine dining, drinking and chilling out with a little Bohemian feel. Holland Village? Eeel so passé.

Probably the least favourite bit about Dempsey Road is its accessibility. Unless you have a walking bus guide as a friend who know his bus route network well in getting there (ahem, like me for instance), otherwise the place is best reach by a car or cab.

Dempsey Village is so ulu that it could well be Singapore's version of M. Night Shyamalan's The Village.

Of course there weren't any strange-looking creatures there when I visited the place with my classy mates. The only ones were probably us, suaku and dessert-craving creatures in the eyes of others. Without saying, the main purpose of our trip there is to visit everybody's favourite ice cream parlour, Ben & Jerry's.

Far different from its other outlets, Dempsey's B&J's is more homely, more cosy, and less noisy without loud live performances. Outside it even has a 70s hippie little magic school bus for you to ride in situ.

Following B&J's, we adjourned to the opposite Harry's Bar, where some sort of a little Mambo Jambo night was going on in there. Needless to say, more food to satisfy our big appetite. With that we finally called it a day, and each returned to our own homes only to continue getting "together in electric dreams..."