Singapore
My flatmate got up at 1.30am to drive me to the airport, which is above and beyond the call, particularly as he is moving out when I get back. It took about 45 mins to get through the queue, and another 30 for customs, so by the time I got through it was pretty much time to go. 3am is a horrible time to fly - it's too early to sleep before you go and too late to sleep afterwards. The flight lasted a bit over 4 hours but with the time difference it was a bit after 6 when I got in. The customs in Singapore was great - I was through much quicker than any time I've returned home to Australia.
I flew Tiger Airways, which meant I arrived at the Budget Airlines terminal, and caught a shuttle bus over to the main Terminal. From there I took the underground train, called the MRT, which is every bit as clean, fast and efficient as I had heard. I got off at Bugis Station and started the trek towards my hotel, the Hotel Royal@Queens. The outside wasn't particularly reassuring, looking every bit the once grand hotel that is past its prime, but the inside is better. I was planning to leave my luggage with them for a few hours, as their check in time is from 1pm onwards, but much to my amazement they let me check in at 7 in the morning. I was given room 1637, on the very top floor of the hotel, and was pleasantly surprised by the room which was a little small but clean and nicely furnished.
I crashed for a few hours and got up around midday feeling much better. I grabbed my new camera (an Olympus E-410 digital SLR) and headed for the Singapore River and Chinatown. I had only gone a few blocks when I noticed a huge circular structure on top of one of the buildings.
It looked like an observation deck, so I wandered over that way to check it out. It turned out I was right, but there's just one catch - it's on top of their Supreme Court, and they don't let cameras into the building. Strange ... I got up to the top and the view was terrific - except that the glass saucer has a 360 degree view but only about 45 degrees is open to the public. Stranger ...
Back at ground level I continued down to the river. I walked across the bridge and stopped at a convenience store for a cold drink. Coke was the only thing I recognised, but I hate the stuff, so I ended up buying a can of flower juice instead. A little different, but quite nice.
Having walked down South Bridge Road to get to Chinatown I went back the other way along New Bridge Road. I spotted a building with bright coloured shutters that had caught my eye earlier in the day, so I wandered over to see what it was.
It's a really nice space, with natural light filtered through opaque panels, a water feature that creates a lovely background and the local florist has donated flower arrangements for the exhibition, giving it a lovely smell as well.
It was a really relaxing way to spend an hour, and was exactly the sort of relaxing start I needed to my holiday after a long and at times stressful semester at school.
From the gallery I continued up the road to Fort Canning Park. This was where Raffles had his house in Singapore, and was once on the waterfront. However Singapore has done a lot of land reclamation, and it now sits in the middle of the city, which makes its little lighthouse look fairly silly, particularly in a city with as much high-rise as Singapore.
Still the park is beautiful, including a huge spice garden, and a great collection of tropical flowers. I'm a keen gardener back home, and living in Darwin can grow most tropical plants, so it's inspired me to try a few new things when I get home. The spice garden was great too, and I spent another very relaxing hour or so smelling and tasting my way through the park.
Given that I'd only had four hours sleep the night before I was starting to flag by this stage so I went back to the hotel and watched a movie (Dreams for an Insomniac) before grabbing some soup from a local takeaway and crashing for the night.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home