All to soon we found ourselves back on the aeroplane and heading back to India. Christopher arrived in Australia late on the Tuesday evening and back on the plane by Sunday night. We had an overnight flight to Singapore where we organised a day to sightsee. It felt a though we had just closed our eyes when they were turning on the lights for breakfast and an hour out from landing. We didn't feel very refreshed after the last few hectic but wonderful days surrounding Nic's wedding but had to agreee that we must have had some sleep. We arrived into Changi airport at 5.30 in the morning. We changed Daisy out of her pyjammas and ready for the day. From the safety of the terminal we could already feel the steamy air outside coming through the opening doors. A Singapore airlines hostess was absolutely wonderful and helped us find the tourist counter and a bus trip innto town. This booked we wandered off for breakfast. Macdonald's pancakes and 'the full breakfast' was the order of the day. Our bus left at 8am and the only part of Singapore open at that time of the day was an area of the city called 'Little India'! The city that we passed through was just beautiful, everything manicured and clean clean clean! The plants and flowers were magnificent and the smell of recent rain hung like honey in the air! We decided there and then to move to Singapore. We spent our morning wandering the streets and looking at electronics and digital SLR cameras. We almost bought one, or two. Christophers favourite place was SimLim Square which was about five floors of gadgets!! I tried to remain thrilled to bits with the fourteenth mp3 digital firewire dock USB drive but eventually found myself fading. A trip to Raffles was the only cure. We caught a taxi and found ourselves inside imperial England again. The road signs outside read Mountbattan drive and the guide books wrote of Rudyard Kipling drinking in the bar. The hotel was impeccable and cool and inviting.
There were about three or four coutryards surrounded by tropical gardens and each held a fountain. These were the best bits according to Daisy. Singapore weather was much much hotter and more humid than here in Bangalore so we didn't mind hanging around the water too much. We found the 'Long Bar' and ordered a Singapore Sling each. Christopher has since read that the only place to get original and authentic Singapore slings is either at Raffles or on Singapore airlines. The bar had quite a rustic, mascuoine, hemingway kinda feel to it with peanut shells and sparrows littering the floor. Our drinks went down very nicely and we found time to sit back and soak it all in. So we ordered another and sat back a bit more. We decided to let the return bus slip and we would just surround ourselves in this oasis of calm and clean and cool. Daisy even behaved herself for most of it and charmed the other guests. We got the bill and reality began to sink in again, $76 for four drinks!! Now we couldn't afford the taxi back to the airport. (It did remind us of when we were travelling in Paris at Christmas with Tim and Pam and Tim was horrified to discover that he had paid 8 euro for a bottle of coke, which also reminded us of the time that he paid 8US dollars for a bag of chips in Alaska, it made us laugh) We were in time for the free bus to come around again so we loaded up our belongings and headed off. Back at Changi we got our free slice of pizza from the tourism board and settled into chairs to wait our flight home. By this time we are pretty tired and Daisy has passed out. The plane trip wasn't one of our better ones but we arrived home safely and were in bed by midnight and we all slept til 7am when another day began back in Bangalore.
All to soon we found ourselves back on the aeroplane and heading back to India. Christopher arrived in Australia late on the Tuesday evening and back on the plane by Sunday night. We had an overnight flight to Singapore where we organised a day to sightsee. It felt a though we had just closed our eyes when they were turning on the lights for breakfast and an hour out from landing. We didn't feel very refreshed after the last few hectic but wonderful days surrounding Nic's wedding but had to agreee that we must have had some sleep. We arrived into Changi airport at 5.30 in the morning. We changed Daisy out of her pyjammas and ready for the day. From the safety of the terminal we could already feel the steamy air outside coming through the opening doors. A Singapore airlines hostess was absolutely wonderful and helped us find the tourist counter and a bus trip innto town. This booked we wandered off for breakfast. Macdonald's pancakes and 'the full breakfast' was the order of the day. Our bus left at 8am and the only part of Singapore open at that time of the day was an area of the city called 'Little India'! The city that we passed through was just beautiful, everything manicured and clean clean clean! The plants and flowers were magnificent and the smell of recent rain hung like honey in the air! We decided there and then to move to Singapore. We spent our morning wandering the streets and looking at electronics and digital SLR cameras. We almost bought one, or two. Christophers favourite place was SimLim Square which was about five floors of gadgets!! I tried to remain thrilled to bits with the fourteenth mp3 digital firewire dock USB drive but eventually found myself fading. A trip to Raffles was the only cure. We caught a taxi and found ourselves inside imperial England again. The road signs outside read Mountbattan drive and the guide books wrote of Rudyard Kipling drinking in the bar. The hotel was impeccable and cool and inviting. 
There were about three or four coutryards surrounded by tropical gardens and each held a fountain. These were the best bits according to Daisy. Singapore weather was much much hotter and more humid than here in Bangalore so we didn't mind hanging around the water too much. We found the 'Long Bar' and ordered a Singapore Sling each. Christopher has since read that the only place to get original and authentic Singapore slings is either at Raffles or on Singapore airlines. The bar had quite a rustic, mascuoine, hemingway kinda feel to it with peanut shells and sparrows littering the floor. Our drinks went down very nicely and we found time to sit back and soak it all in. So we ordered another and sat back a bit more. We decided to let the return bus slip and we would just surround ourselves in this oasis of calm and clean and cool. Daisy even behaved herself for most of it and charmed the other guests. We got the bill and reality began to sink in again, $76 for four drinks!! Now we couldn't afford the taxi back to the airport. (It did remind us of when we were travelling in Paris at Christmas with Tim and Pam and Tim was horrified to discover that he had paid 8 euro for a bottle of coke, which also reminded us of the time that he paid 8US dollars for a bag of chips in Alaska, it made us laugh) We were in time for the free bus to come around again so we loaded up our belongings and headed off. Back at Changi we got our free slice of pizza from the tourism board and settled into chairs to wait our flight home. By this time we are pretty tired and Daisy has passed out. The plane trip wasn't one of our better ones but we arrived home safely and were in bed by midnight and we all slept til 7am when another day began back in Bangalore.
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