Singapore

A new dawn. Not sure whether it was my biological realignment with the southern hemisphere or that we were half way home but I bounced out of bed at 630am ready for action. Vic was unfortunately in a state where only sleep could help so I made my way back to the food market (that doesn’t appear to ever close) and had myself some dim sum for breakfast.

Gym. Vic was still in need of sleep. The gym here is great and there are two pools. After a 2.5 hour monster session, I took a dip in the rooftop pool. Hopefully Vic is ready to get up now.

Exhaustion. Vic doesn’t sleep on planes and I am out like a light as soon as my seatbelt is fastened. Maybe that in itself was explanation enough for the contrast in our physical and emotional states. The sheer mention of “Singapore sales” was enough to get Vicki into the shower. I should’ve thought of that earlier!

Shopping. Singapore is recognised internationally for its annual sale. There were a few things we needed to get, mainly more cabin luggage to avoid excess baggage charges on the way home but that didn’t stop us from buying a few treats for ourselves along the way.

Hotel. We stayed at the Changi Villiage Hotel simply because of its proximity to the airport. Price was right and the facilities were good although internet at $6 for 15 minutes is disgustingly rude for today’s day and age. That’s just greed.

Chilli crab. Speaking of greed, it was time for something to eat. Right near the hotel was an outdoor food market filled with bars and food stalls. The chilli crab is to die for in Singapore and would probably have to be the messiest dish on earth. Step aside vanity, I’m going in.