December 06, 2002 Singapore
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It happened again. My whole body is covered with bites. And again it's only me. The Swiss girls in my room didn't have any problems. So distracted with constant itching everywhere, I set off. First I went to one of the many malls to look for a battery charger, which I found no problem. I even picked up a cool universal adaptor, which will work anywhere. Next I went to Canning Hill, which wasn't too exciting, but there was an exhibit on the archeological dig there, and was free. I wanted to learn about the country's history, so next I went to the National History Museum. Turns out today is a holiday, so admission is free, but the place was packed with kids. They had a movie called Singapore Story: Overcoming the Odds, which was strangely in 3D, so I decided to check it out. Before the movie they played a cheesy song repeatedly that went something like:
Singapore Story, I can't describe the feeling inside
Singapore Story, I tell it with pride
Singapore Story, it's your and mine
The film turned out to be pretty good, and combined with the museum I learned a few things. Now I'm not so sure if complaining that S'pore has lost its character makes sense, because when the British came there wasn't anybody here. So the place must have always been different from the rest of Asia.
I went back to the room and men Jan from Denmark, and we went to one of the hawker centres for cheap food. A big plate of kweu teaow for S$4, which is like US$2. Places like this and slightly more expensive food courts are everywhere, so this is a great place for food. I talked Jan in to going to the Night Safari, which I heard was good. It turned out to be a chore to get to, and took an hour by MRT and bus. What it was was a zoo, but at night, so you could see nocturnal animals doing stuff. They had the usual suspects like a rino, giraffes, and tigers, but also weird things like barking deer, mouse deer, bearded pigs, and a sloth bear. It was pretty good as far as that sort of thing goes, but my itching was really distracting. My feet were especially bad, where the bites turned in to huge boils that broke and oozed puss. Yuck.
Was there any mention of the Japanese invasion of Singapore in WWII? The British stupidity in that battle has never ceased to amaze me....
Heath
Posted by: Heath on December 10, 2002 08:54 AMHey Terry, tell us some more about the Swiss girls in your room.
Posted by: ChrisC on December 10, 2002 01:04 PM

