Despite the forest that I cycled through more than a decade ago was gone and thousands of resident have moved in since, the greeneries still stayed by us, by the route to the end of Punggol, only neater and urban. It is a wonder to see the palm grow over the years, taller and thinner, reaching to you, who is living high than them, before. The route home is not concrete like other towns, but the trees that cam through the path. Here are some pictures!
Top image: Pathway to houses, by the road and the light train railway elevated on the right of the picture.
