Back from Singapore
We’re back from Singapore after a brilliant couple of weeks. And yes, you who told me to take an umbrella were quite right. As you had clearly noted, it doesn’t just rain but precipitates monsoon proportions for a short while, then clears again. Actually, the rain was a relief from the sometimes stifling humidity.
For shopaholics, Singapore is the place to be. I’ve never seen anything like the gigantic wall-to-wall shopping malls, all with their air-conditioning (thank you, God), fountains and escalators. We did indulge in some made-to-measure gear in pure silk. Well, you have to, don’t you?
The highlights were Singapore Zoo and Night Safari, the Jurong Bird Garden and a free concert by the Singapore Symphony Orchestra in the Botanical Gardens. That was magic, especially as they dished out free fans and free water as well.
Friendly people, a public transport system second to none, food halls galore serving every dish imaginable, China Town, Little India and of course, Mustafas, made it an experience to remember. Although the crush in Mustafas basement (bargain floor) was so unbearable I’d never want to repeat it! Got a couple of half-way decent tops, though.
But it’s good to be home. Stepping off at Heathrow at 6.00am into crisp English sunshine was like experiencing real-life air-conditioning. Fantastic. Who’d want to live anywhere else??
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