We arrived in Singapore yesterday afternoon about 330pm. Leaving Australia was actually a lot harder than entering Singapore. The customs/immigration area at Brisbane airport resembled a cattleyard. It was absolutely crazy. However the customs staff were really friendly took one look us, realised we looked like shiny new excited tourists on a big adventure, smiled and said have a nice trip.
The flight was actually really good. Singapore Airlines indeed lives up to its reputation as the world’s best airline.
Making our way through the immaculately clean Singapore Airport was easy peasy. We packed ourselves like sardines onto the MRT (train) listening to conversation about the standard thickness of inflatable cushions (fascinating stuff) and walked out of Bugis Station into buckets of tropical Asian humidity. I looked like the little baby chicken with the big glasses from the foghorn leghorn cartoon with my backpack on shuffling down Rocher Rd in search of our hotel. We are staying at “The New 7th Storey Hotel” on Rocher Rd. In a road lined with high rise buildings and shopping centres our hotel stands out as shining beacon of old time Singapore quirkiness. The wood paneled concertina doored lift in our hotel is operated by a little old Chinese man wearing a Hawaiian shirt. He told us the lift is 54 years old. The room is spacious immaculately clean and has its own bathroom. And its cheap. We were absolutely exhausted when we arrived and decided to have a bit of a nap before we went out for a late dinner. We didn’t wake up until 4am. Oh well. We are very excited about going out exploring today.
