Off to a good start
23.02.2016 - 23.02.2016 31 °C
I am thrilled to report that I am currently sitting in a hotel room in Singapore, feeling cool. I am thrilled about this for many reasons, because it means that lots of things have gone according to plan in the past 24 hours. Let me recap…
On Monday, we managed to get the house into some semblance of being fit for human residence, thus abiding by our part of the rental agreement. It was rather heartbreaking to farewell a certain ball of fluff, particularly because he insisted on hiding in the bushes with his ball rather than partaking in a farewell pat. We managed to get to Casa di Buccheri in time to eat something before a steady stream of visitors arrived, and my favourite mother-in-law managed to feed one bazillion people with her usual style, class and flair. Special thanks for the exceptionally fluffy patty cakes, and the Red Velvet Cake of Bribery (consumed only after agreeing that I would be returning home with her son in approximately eleven months).
On Tuesday, we managed to get to the airport on time (thanks Lisa & Sam!) and successfully maintained possession of all relevant documents to allow us to board the plane. We did get asked to have our bags scanned for explosive materials THREE times, and were also totally randomly selected for the x-ray body scan thingamy. I blame Simon for looking so friendly and approachable – the security staff must have known we wouldn’t argue.
We managed to make it through the flight with a minimum of fuss. The food was pretty good by aeroplane standards – choice of hipster salad or beef cheeks for lunch, and managed to score extra Lindt balls from the flight attendant just for being awesome! We arrived at Changi airport and I was impressed. So impressed that I rated their toilets as ‘excellent’. Partly I was just impressed that their toilets had a rating system. Anyway, the airport as a whole was clearly signed, clean, well-ordered and easy to get around. And our luggage arrived intact. Win.
It was at this point that I suggested that we just splash out and get a taxi to our hotel, since we were a) tired and b) carting large suitcases around. “Let’s just catch the train,” Simon said. “It’ll be fun,” Simon said. Don’t think he was banking on being in such close proximity to so many people in such humidity. Hmm. To be fair – as far as train journeys go, there was very little to complain about and so much for the Melbourne public transport system to learn from. Lights that tell you which side the doors will be opening! Lights that tell you which station you are at! A completely intelligible voice announcing all sorts of useful information! Win #2.
We made an educated guess about which train station was closest to our hotel, but didn’t quite manage to guess which direction it was to our hotel. Simon said right, I said left. Turned out, I was right – it was left! But this was only revealed to us when a fellow Strayan identified our look of confusion and somehow miraculously knew where our hotel was. Win #3.
So we’re checked in, and we have air conditioning in our room. We’ve eaten dinner and we’ve consumed a Singapore Sling. We know where the pool is, and we fully intend to make use of it tomorrow. I am officially declaring day one of our holiday a success. Thankyou and goodnight!