Singapore Slings and Public Farts
We have arrived in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia after catching a train out of Singapore early this morning. It was a reasonably bland, uneventful train ride that was livened up by Dayna and I completely losing it, laughing until tears streamed down our faces and keeping this up for a good 10 minutes. I think our fellow passengers thought we were a bit odd.
So what prompted the laughing fit? It must have been some quality, highbrow humour to amuse such cultured minds as ours right?
Well, a nice little old local lady was seated in the aisle opposite us. She had already proven herself quite entertaining with her loud voice, intense hand movements and tendency to launch in to long conversations with people who have no idea what she is saying including me (I’m sure she had some good tips on how I should stow my luggage or something but I just had to smile and nod, none the wiser). Even just pottering about the cabin, she proved quite funny with her exaggerated movements. Dayna and I were mature and polite though – we just kept nodding and smiling at her.
That all fell to pieces pretty quickly when she got up to go to the bathroom and unleashed a huge roaring fart in our direction. Nobody else made a peep but Dayna and I were in hysterics. Farts are funny. And yes, we are 12.
And now time for a quick recap of the rest of our time in Singapore…
We got off to a great start in Singapore but it wasn’t all smooth sailing unfortunately. We wasted an afternoon and evening due to a string of errors and bad luck.
First, we made a special trip in to town to change our extra Singapore dollars into US dollars for later in the trip when all the money changers were actually closed (it was a Sunday). We took this in our stride though and left to get an early dinner at a hawker centre (giant food court basically) before the highlight of our evening, which was going to be watching the sunset at 1-Altitude (roof top bar, 63 storeys up).
Unfortunately, none of the stalls at the hawker centre were actually open yet (other than a few dodgy looking ones) so we ended up having to settle for Wendy’s (our first lapse in to western food albeit forced).
We shook off the disappointment of dinner and left, excited, to go see a beautiful sunset over the city. However, some inconsiderate (and rich!) people had booked out the whole bar for a private function so no rooftop bar for us.
Turns out there was a Wendy’s 2 minutes walk from our hotel too so we could have saved ourselves a lot of time by just going there!
So you don’t think we are complete idiots, I should mention that we have had some very successful trips around Singapore and have managed to: visit the Zoo (and see a white tiger playing in the water, chasing a turtle – awesome), visit the Night Safari (we don’t have any photos because, well, it was at night but it was very cool), have a Singapore Sling (for $30! – most expensive drink ever) where it was created – the Raffles Hotel, go up to the top of the architectural achievement that is Marina Bay Sands, see the Light Show on the waterfront, and eat lots of yum local food.
You know those nightmares you get where you go to work and it’s only when you get to your desk that you realise you forgot to wear pants? Well, we had a real life run in with this while up at the Marina Bay Sands Skypark so here’s a little video to show you what I’m talking about (apologies to Dayna for the crude boob shot that starts this video – I’m still very much a rookie with this little video…that’s the excuse I’m sticking to anyway):
And here are a few (of the HUNDREDS) of photos we have already taken (and as always, there are a lot more up on Flickr):