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Here we are again and I’ve got just enough time to fill you guys in on our rather brief episode in Singapore…
Our flight over was pretty uneventful save for the fact that we were sat by an Angeles resident who spent the entire trip bestowing the virtues of the ‘beautiful city’ upon us – and those of you that have read about our short stopover in the sexfest capital of the Philippians’ will know that the only thing beautiful about the place are the working girls (and boys!). But we were happy for him to reassure us (here I must add that he was, as we stereotypically expect, old, fat and white haired!), but reassure us he did that Angeles had a lot more going for it than its Western contemporizes with women who hadn’t been ‘tainted with feminist ideology’. ‘Submissive’ I interjected, knowing exactly how ‘tainted’ these girls are by the ideologies of the West! And not adverse to a bit of an outing to a strip club but with my balanced knowledge of the plight of the sexually submissive woman of our times, we had a rather heated debate! And upon recommending places for us to see in Singapore – ‘the red light district’ it was!! My point concurred!!
But happily I can say our three days in Singapore were planned to be spent with greater civility; that was until we checked into a hostel that was overrun with nutters!! This place was teaming with characters from ‘One Flew Out of the Cuckoo’s Nest’; from the ex-Singaporean citizen who had returned from America to tell anyone in earshot how much of a s*** hole Singapore had become, to the crazy little Chinese man doing exercises in his Y-fronts. James and I even came back one night to find two guys bashing their heads on bottles! And what’s more our backpackers’ budget wouldn’t stretch to a private room so we were forced to share a room with them (you can only imagine the noises in the night!). Oh being around so many nutters took me back to my days at the Beehive…!!!
Luckily our few days in Singapore were jam-packed with sightseeing around the lovely (and squeaky clean) metropolitan hubbub. And we took in the sights of the beautiful botanical gardens, the vibrant Chinatown district, the plush waterfront dining (whose $100 champagne promotion was unfortunately not cheap enough to tempt us from our convenient handbag sized bottle of Voddy! (God I’ve officially gone from a dignified champagne slurper to a Pykey!! - Help!!)). We had also been told some great things about the city’s night zoo which had been the centrepiece in our arrangements of the day’s activities. That was until the hustle and bustle of ‘Little India’ proved too tempting to us and we sacked of the animals in favour of a Chicken Tikka Massala, a Garlic Nann and some ice cold beer – yummy!! (Curry Sunday anyone?!)
All-in-all our Singaporean encounter was very pleasant, although I did find the shops way too tempting (they’ve even got a Topshop out here!). But James kept me away from all the spending with the promise that in Indonesia we could go crazy with buying and still not make a dent in our budget (Oh, what good karma God has bestowed on this little shopaholic!!). But before we got to shoppers paradise our final stop in Singapore was an early arrival in its airport, rated as the nicest in the world, where we took great advantage of capitalist commodities such as free Internet and the indispensable McDonalds, before boarding our flight and stuffing ourselves with free booze (oh, to have a decent glass of red wine again!) and scrummy airplane meals!!
Indonesia here we come…
We may be a million miles away but we share the same skies… Thinking of you all and missing you to bits xxxx
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