After dinner with Gelle at TFS Bistrot, I headed to Raffles to meet the girls so we could hit the bar called One Altitude. It was my first time there, but I had already heard so much about the place as it is famous for being the world’s highest al-fresco gastro-bar. That explains its name.
It’s so high that we had to ride two elevators, then climb a set of stairs just to get there.
The place is beautiful, uniquely unlike any other bar I’ve been to perhaps because it has trees on the dance floor, giving it a more “chill” vibe.
Then there’s the breathtaking 360-degrees view of the Singapore skyline from 62 floors up through clear glass. To answer your unspoken question, no you won’t accidentally fall off because the glass walls are high and there are bouncers guarding them as well.
I don’t have decent pictures of the place so I found a pic elsewhere on the web.
As we looked at the view, we noted that we were looking down at Marina Bay Sands, where we had been last time, in the Ku De Ta bar. The latter also boasted of an overlooking cityscape view but it’s much smaller and tree-less. (I can’t overemphasize the importance of those damn trees.)
I liked the music that night because they were actual songs and none of those pulsing techno house music that I can’t relate to.
Towards the end of the night (or should I say dawn), we sat on the bar and that’s when I noticed my first doppelganger of the night.
For background: I have a favorite bar game I like to call “name that doppelganger” which entails spotting bar patrons and naming the celebrity that they look like.
Last December in another bar called Avalon, I had spotted Prince William and James Dean. The latter was a model who came with a bunch of fellow models. They all looked so gorgeous that everyone got intimidated and left the dance floor.
Avalon, by the way, is also a beautiful bar that floats on Marina Bay, and resembles a prism. The glass walls also afford a picturesque view of Singapore at night, but this time from ground level.
So anyway, back to last Friday night, I saw David Beckham’s doppelganger approach the bar.
David Beckham doppelganger
It took him quite a while to get the bartender’s attention even though there were no other customers (which just says something about that bartender’s customer service skills, huh?).
After a while, he was joined by an horde of his friends, all of them good-looking (or maybe it was just the cheerleader effect*), where I also spotted Shia LaBeouf and Taylor Swift.
They danced the night away on the wooden floorboards under the trees and so did we, and we all stayed until the last song faded away, at around 4:30 am.
By then the winds that blew from the top literally made us tremble from the cold, and I realized that it’s colder the higher you go, like when you climb a mountain.
So we hurried downstairs and called for cabs and went on home where I went straight to bed and didn’t wake up until thirteen hours later. I love you weekend! 🙂
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*Cheerleader effect – When a group of women seems hot but only as a group. Just like with cheerleaders. They seem hot, but take each one of them individually – sled dogs. AKA the bridesmaid paradox, sorority girls syndrome, and for a brief window in the nineties, the Spice Girls conspiracy. This can also apply to men. This term is taken from How I Met Your Mother.
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