Pressure to get along in my quest came to shove, it was October and I now possessed booked passage on an Italian ship (asia.jpg) to … you’re not going to believe it, Singapore. Didn’t my mausa just invite me on similar journey? Timing I suppose.
I would spend 10 days there and so it was only natural to visit as much as I could. After this layover I would move along, still forward as far as I was concerned, to Australia. Broome, Australia to be exact …at least as a starting point.
Parwez back at the Bombay travel agency had arranged my hotel accommodations as well as everything else to do with my itinerary to the very ending point of my travels. I stayed in a nice and clean of course, 3-story, centrally located hotel in the heart of the city.
I was wide-eyed at the action of the hotel owners; they sent beautiful girls my way meant to escort me around the city, dine with me and keep me company. Definitely not something I would’ve imagined, in spite of the Bombay parties I attended.
I guess I was still an amateur in the world. I politely sat with a few of the girls in the hotel snack bar, enjoyed a coffee and a little conversation and I literally left it at that. This was not for me. After all I have a wife waiting for me in Fiji.
Interestingly enough for I don’t wish to judge it as suspicious but to all the letters I wrote to Hemma from India I never, not once, received reply.
Well, anyway here is another part of my 1st encounter with Singapore. I remember some guys walking around with pythons draped around their necks offering to drape them around any passerby’s neck for a photo opportunity at the rate of a couple of Singapore dollars. There was always something.
Singapore consisted of many delightful and unusual eateries. I found my way to an area of the city which was an Indian community. It has existed since the 1800’s and for a moment there I thought I was back in Bombay. Anymore I cannot remember what it was called but that’s all right.
The food was good and you know me by now, that’s what I was looking for. Oh the coconut-cream cooked curries and the fish dishes were especially yummy! I don’t know how I remained as skinny as a stick.
I also found myself in a parking lot that was converted for the evening eateries. Food vendors opened up their cafes after the day’s use of the lots by automobiles and served up the most delicious varieties of Indonesian cuisine.
Make sure you don’t litter, I was warned by a few helpful people. There are covered disposal containers for your rubbish when you are through eating. No one cleans up after you, this you must do and be certain to do it properly, or else!
Singapore I have to say is refreshingly clean. Littering in any shape or form is severely punishable by their law … just don’t do it! It really has got to be the cleanest, used by people, place in the world. It was without question very beautiful.
I visited a gorgeous place called (if I remember correctly) the Tiger Balm Gardens. I loved it so much I made a point to return to it again before leaving Singapore. I called this place the Buddha Gardens due to all the statues depicting various translations of Buddha.
All fun things must come to a halt at some point and besides the next destination was calling. My travel accommodations would be a bit different this time. The ship for starters would be more like traveling on the SS Lakemba and my off-point was not so glamorous.