Singapore's definitely the most cosmopolitan of the cities I've seen so far. There is no defined 'Singaporean'. I'm staying in Little India, there is also a Chinatown, and some of the MRT stops have such English names - Somerset, Admirality, Commonwealth, etc. It's a shopping city it seems, full of malls and 24 centres. An adult playground.
Landed about 4 yesterday, took 2.5 hours to get to the hostel, where Brigitte and Roos awaited. Checked in, place is a little basic, but nice. Got a shuttle to the night safari - really cool, like sneaking into the zoo! Saw a few big cats, lots of buffalo and deer species. Bit crap on the train, because they go past everything so quickly. But parts you could walk around, and have a close encounter with a flying squirrel! Favourite was walking through the bat cage - mostly because they were so close and relaxed, partly because Brigitte was so terrified!
Up at 8 this morning for breakfast - toast and toast. Today we did nothing exciting. Wandered around the shopping district a bit, got a new watch. Brigitte posted some clothes home, then herself and Roos got the bus to Malaysia. Chilled in the hostel, watched Terminator and read George Orwell's Burmese Days.
Landed about 4 yesterday, took 2.5 hours to get to the hostel, where Brigitte and Roos awaited. Checked in, place is a little basic, but nice. Got a shuttle to the night safari - really cool, like sneaking into the zoo! Saw a few big cats, lots of buffalo and deer species. Bit crap on the train, because they go past everything so quickly. But parts you could walk around, and have a close encounter with a flying squirrel! Favourite was walking through the bat cage - mostly because they were so close and relaxed, partly because Brigitte was so terrified!
Up at 8 this morning for breakfast - toast and toast. Today we did nothing exciting. Wandered around the shopping district a bit, got a new watch. Brigitte posted some clothes home, then herself and Roos got the bus to Malaysia. Chilled in the hostel, watched Terminator and read George Orwell's Burmese Days.
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