I don't know how, but somehow I'd missed the anniversary of the Borders bookstore opening, and the festive events they planned for it. According to the schedule -- left hanging up in a corner by the front entrance -- from 9 to 11 am was the face-painting; from 1 pm was the kickboxing demonstration; from 3 pm was the Makan Sutra (it's a cooking show) showcase, demonstrating the cooking and eating of roti kaya fondue; and from 6 pm a performance by the T'ang Quartet. I'm just really sorry I missed the bookstore showing off its kickboxing.
Otherwise it was kind of a day of realizing I'd gotten out too late or gone in the wrong direction for something interesting. The Istana, the President's home, was open, as it is for any public holiday, but I forget every time about this fact, so I still haven't been to see it. I slept too late to make a decent trip to the zoo even without my camera. (I suppose I might use my old film camera, if I've still got film, but what I really need to do is call and nag about it tomorrow.
Trivia: The ides of February fall on the 13th of the month. Source: Mapping Time: The Calendar and its History, E.G. Richards.
Currently Reading: The Wreck of the Penn Central: The Real Story Behind the Largest Bankruptcy in American History, Joseph R Daughen, Peter Binzen. This was written back in the days when a 4.5 billion-dollar company going bankrupt could make news.