I made it to Singapore. After a surprisingly tolerable seven-and-a-bit hour flight I left the plane and was through immigration and customs and standing outside the airport within about ten minutes. Amazing. Admittedly I had to go back inside to buy a ticket for the shuttle to the hotel I’m staying at, but that’s a mere technicality.
This looks like a nice place. Very Disneyland-ish, though. The place I’m staying at is pretty good. It’s called the Hangout @ Mt. Emily, and it’s located well, but it’s also pretty quiet for being in the centre of the city. There’s a great view from the rooftop that my camera refuses to capture.
My first meal in Singapore wasn’t particularly authentic, but given the circumstances I should be able to justify it: two mini beef burgers and French fries. They were good, and unsurprisingly four of the locally brewed Tiger beer taste much better than the Australian sourced Tiger and performed an admirable job of washing everything down.
Given that it’s dark, I’m in a strange city and there isn’t much nearby except, conveniently, a bar next door, I think that’s OK.
I expect to do better tomorrow night!
