Dancing Lessons Onto "Songs Of The Sea" At 'Wings Of Time' At Sentosa, Singapore!
Traveling wide and across has always been important to me, second only to family. But then is there anything better than seeing the world with your family? Well, not! The stamped passports, plane tickets and the plans for adventure feels like the best gift that I can possibly either present them or receive from them, for I believe traveling together is one of the best family investments that one makes.
There is this strong anticipation which keeps everyone happy for months, there are the experiences which can change one's life, and then there are the memories, which binds and sustains the family for years to come. After having experienced my first international trip at Singapore with my family, I arrived at an inference that there is no tv screen or wardrobe piece that has embarked upon that kind of effect.
We live in a beautiful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure, to which there is no end to the adventures we can have if we seek them with our eyes open. One of those mesmerising experiences for me has been that 25-minute show during the sunset at Sentosa Island known as "Wings Of Time" that tells a tale about two friends, a mysterious pre-historic bird and their journey across several landscapes and time to find the bird's home, which the combination of natural elements, water and fire, along with the pyrotechnics and lasers.
Until now those performances have been occupying a prime place in my memory as traveling sights such as 'Wings Of Time' are pleasant surprises, the colourful doors and windows to a wonderful display of the fireworks. The Wings of Time show at Sentosa is definitely worth watching with the family after a day out in Sentosa.
Going into the technical details of the show, it primarily features robotic fountains and pyrotechnics, which is seen to be projected against a backdrop of white, geometric panels, while the musical score of Songs Of The Sea featured familiar local oldies, the live talent performers of Wings of Time sing a modern English ditty which goes "When you're far away from home". The highly-precise laser beams which shoot out from behind the screen create an illusion and making the viewers to think that it could be daylight, or that the images are gasp.
For a person with little to no interest in history, it does not turn out difficult for one to understand the time-traveling concept as to why a "bird-like creature" resembling a scarlet macaw, with its polychromatic wings, is the main character of this spectacular scene. Here in the depiction, Shahbaz, awakens from a deep slumber and swoops across panoramic vistas from the Industrial Revolution of Europe to Chinese Silk Road and to African savannahs as it attempts to make its way home.
Thus, spending our one of those Sentosa evenings by treating our eyes to the Wings of Time show in Singapore, an award-winning night show that mesmerized all of us with its pyrotechnics, lasers, fountains and storyline has been supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, yes, and that means extraordinarily wonderful.
I would rather proudly say, such travel plans are my evergreen dancing lessons, on which I would anyday love to tune in with.
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