A little delayed, but I figured I should do a London blog. So I got in to heathrow super early, like 5am early, so was at the hostel by around 7, but couldn't check in til 2pm. So again I was forced to wander the city when all I wanted to do was crash. I guess that was good in a way, otherwise I would have ended up terribly jet lagged. As it was, I thought I'd beaten it, but even a week later I was still feeling tired at weird times. So I dumped my pack at the ...

Singapore; the city of shopping malls, clean freaks and wacky architecture. My flight from Melbourne to Singapore was around 8 hours, and wasn't too terrible. The food wasn't too bad, at the start of the flight they give you a menu of the food options apparently created by 10 of the world's greatest chefs, but the only one I recognised was Matt Moran, I think that's his name anyway...bald guy... So I get through customs, and the first thing I notice is how immac...