My flight to Singapore left at 8am which meant I had to be in the airport for 6am, knowing what the traffic is like in Vietnam I left the dirt-house (hotel) at 5am. For the first time since I had been in Vietnam the traffic was completely clear - I was raging as I never went to bed until midnight so I'd only had 4 hours sleep. I checked in and went for breakfast - not a Scottish breakfast of cider and crisps but a traditional Vietnamese breakfast of noodle soup. It was so good but then since it cost me 14 pounds it should have been. The soup cost more than my past two night’s accommodation. It just goes to show that no matter where you are in the world, airports are always the same!
The plane was really empty and because I spoke English (granted no-one can understand my accent) I got upgraded to an emergency exit seat with extra leg room. It was on the condition that if the plane were to crash, I would open the emergency door. Now that's all well and good but since I fell asleep before we even took off, everyone on the plane would have been doomed if everything were to happen!
When we landed I could have kissed the ground it was that clean. I used the toilet three times not because I was getting my money worth out of the noodle soup but I was back in the land of flushing toilets, I don't think the novery will wear off for a while at least.
I managed to find my way from the airport to my hostel in Little India - get this using an actual map! Singapore will forever be the country where I learned how to read a map, not bad after two months travelling. On the way to the hostel I pasted Topshop, Dorothy Perkins, Aldo, River Island etc, etc.... I really did think I was in Victoria Heaven.
Things only got better when I arrived at the Footprints Hostel. It was so lovely and so clean and the staff were incredibly friendly. It was also full of just really nice people. I went out exploring the city and what stuck me most of all was full many different nationalities lived there and it seemed they lived in harmony. I had met a few people on my travels who disked Singapore for being too Western but I think a place where so many nationalities can live in harmony can't be all bad.
I met Kevin, a Hawaiian guy from the hostel and went to Semtosa Island which is really a big theme park, we also went to Chinatown and explored the main shopping street and bar district.
Singapore might not be for everyone but I wouldn't mind living there for a couple of years.... especially as you can buy IRN-BRU (my first can in two months was worth every penny of the three pounds I paid)!
Next stop is Bali, I don't have a ticket to get there but I know there is a flight leaving at 6.10am the following morning..... fingers crossed they'll be a seat for me.