I got to Singapore in the middle of the night after a border crossing that was only slightly less easy than Uruguay/Brazil. I had to get out the bus but it took literally 2 min. to get through each side. I did, however, have a bus driver who decided to keep going after the supposedly last stop and then refused to take me back to where he was meant to have dropped me off or tell me where the heck in town we actually were. Thankfully there was another passenger still on the bus (I suspect he had agreed to take her closer to where she was going but had forgotten to announce the actual final stop so I would have known I should have gotten off) who showed me to the nearest metro station so I could connect with somewhere on my map when that opened a few hours later.

As I’d been warned, there isn’t much to do and see in Singapore. Except a bunch of awesome people! My ridiculously talented hackney flat mate and her boyfriend (no less talented of course) and the sweetest, coolest, most fashion-savvy, Asia-based LCF’er I have the pleasure of calling a friend!

 I got to eat branflakes, took photos of the spewing merlion and cycled through the East Coast Park in the lovely weekend sunshine. We had awesome veggie Indian food in little India, walked through the crowded streets of Chinatown (gearing up for Chinese New Year) and ate at the La Pau Sat hawker centre before I had to head off again to catch a bus back to Malaysia.

Today I’m watching: ‘New Girl’ and season 2 of ‘Friends’