Singapore
Boarding the plane to Singapore was a pretty comfortable event. There were a few people we knew on board, light conversation and a bit of muffled banter.
On arrival Liam and John, relations of a work collegue of mine, joined us for breakfast where we caught the train into the city (the picture above is Corinne and an empy train - something of a rareity in Singapore, 3 stops later it was pretty full) and indulged in some 'asian style' coffee (that's coffee with condensed milk) and some kaya toast and other delights. After breakfast we bid them farewell, thanked them for their assistance in understanding the train system before heading off to find a hostel to sleep for the night. We found a nice little backpackers lodge above an array of resturants that was pretty central to everything.
Singapore seems to have an endless amount of museums, so visiting a few while we where there was really just one of the things to do. We visited the art museum and the fire engine museum, both intreaging especially considering the fire engine museam was just around the corner from the stone masons HQ. Oh and that reminds me, we popped into the firt Armanian church in Singapore, as Corinne had heard about it's connection to the national flower. This church was SCARY! The scene of christ carrying the cross, being beaten and all that jazz was depicted by almost life size statues, with a backdrop of graves. But... we did find Agnes Joaquim, the lady laid to rest who the national flower is named after. We have dubbed it 'The Agnes Orchid', but it is technically known as the'Vanda Miss Joaquim Orchid'.
We headed up to China town and found the 'Sri Mariamman temple' in all its technicolour delight.

It is an Indian Dravidian style temple with a massive tower of sculpted Gods and animals. It was quite amazing. After having the best chicken rice i think i will ever have and walking through the very busy and alive markets of China town, we decided enough was enough and luckily got lost on our attempt to return to our hostel. We had to cross the Singapore river while it was dark. There were little boats with red lanterns splayed across the river towards the Quays. Big city lights behind the bustling roads and lanterns of the Singapore river is something that will always be like a beautiful surreal dream to me and a poigniont memory that i will aways have of this graceful and organised city.