We're halfway through Ramadhan already. This year's Ramadhan has gotta be the suckiest Ramadhan in terms of breaking of fast. I pretty much break fast on my own and most of the time, at the office desk with just a bottle of plain water and a couple of dates. I'll only have my meal like about an hour or so later when I'm done for the day and get back to my apartment. The other day, when I was going back to KL for the weekend and then coming back here to Singapore, both times I had to break my fast on the plane. Although the spirit of Ramadhan is there, the atmosphere is not felt at all this year. It can be trying at times, but that's what Ramadhan is all about. I really miss those sumptuous Ramadhan buffets back home. :(