On Friday night, we saw Mozart's Marriage of Figaro at the Esplanade. It was quite good and the venue is fantastic.

The Esplanade houses two concert halls and is affectionately called the Durian because of its bulbous, spiky design 'standing out as a breath of creativity in a safely designed city'.

The durian is a fruit from Malaysia that smells so bad that you can get a ticket if you transport it in the subway, bus or in a taxi. Some people (probably Malaysians) say 'it smells like hell and it tastes like heaven' but I don't think I am going to try it because of the smell.

I did make a very cool silver bracelet that I have been wearing nonstop since Friday:

I don't know why the image flips when I import it... But at least you get the idea.