I have a woken to a rainy day in Singapore. It's hard to know what to do when the weather is bad on a trip like this. At home I think I would usually settle in at home and just watch films all day, but that feels like a bit of a waste when we are away. I know we can't do things all the time, and every now and then it is good to just do nothing, but how many times will I be in Singapore in my life? Some may blame the fact I can't sit still for too long, and after a couple of hours couped up inside I have to be let out for a run, like a bored dog that has been stuck at home whilst it's owners at work, dashing out at the first oppurtunity for a wee.
But I think I am just in a permenant state of awe and excitement of all these places, I want to be out in them - not sat in a hostel watching a poor copy of the latest films. The rain adds character; a new side to the city that we might not have seen. Things look different in bad weather - they feel different. Grass might be greener, the clouds above your head enclose you in the city, convining you to their pavements without the infinite blue skies above you. Perhaps in a way, the rain and clouds make rou feel more comfortable - more safe. A roof over your head wher a roof isn't usually.
Although you will definitely get wet!
Yesterday Dan and I split up for the day. The reason was this - he wanted to go to a museum, I didn't! I'm not a huge fan of them, and think you can learn more about somewhere exploring. Plus, I hate history. Plus, I think I would have been bored in half an hour and Dan would have gotten cross. Plus, I think Dan only really wanted to go because it was going to be air-conditioned, and hr could therefore have a reasonably cool morning.
So, with Dan bettering himself with knowledge, I proceeded to the Arab quarter. Now, I have seen Aladdin and read about the treatment of thieves, so went here with a mixed feelings - hoping to find a magic lamp, but still have both my hands! Alas, it was not like these at all. The Arab environment seems to only stem from what they are selling - carpets, silk etc - instead of markets sprawling the streets you are met with colourful shops, all painted different colours, providing a commercial rainbow like I have never seen. Hissen behind these shops was a stunning mosque against the backdrop of the skyscrapers and plam trees, which only improved it's look. Not appearing out of place, instead like a focal point of the area, all roads leading to it, all tourists photographing it.
The trip here was short lived - the area was not huge, so I continued to stroll around before meeting Dan again to watch England get beaten at the rugby!
We now have to decide what to do in the rain.
I have just discovered the hostel has umbrellas.