Before landing in Singapore, there was a 4 hour-stopover at London Heathrow airport.....a couple of years ago, on my way home from Grenoble to Oslo, I had a stop-over at Heathrow..and I found a really beautiful diary..I've been thinking about the diary for years (yes, Im weird. But, I love stuff like that..pens, notebooks, diaries...). So, as soon as I got out of the plane, I was on a mission to look for that store..I found the store, but the Diary wasn't there anymore (of course). At least now I know the name of the store: Smythson.
Singapore Airlines definitely lives up to its name, and reputation. Nice people...and also ...nice-looking..I wonder if that's a rule..that you have to look good in order to work for Singapore airlines.
Free magazines! Among them: Time & the Economist..at this point, I was already impressed by the Airline. I guess sometimes it doesn't really take much to impress me =P
I always walk pass the business class thinking: ONe day.....one day, Mi..
it's one thing when it's a 2 hour trip..then I don't really care. But, on a 13-hours plane ride, then business class makes a bit of a difference. However, there weren't many on the plane, so I actually got 3 seats all by my self. I slept lying down..with 3 pillows and all..Ah! the luxury..=)
Menu...
For those of you who are tall, or just average really (=P), you won't understand how important this is...but for those who are short, then having a foot rest is such a big deal! It makes it so much more comfortable =) You short people out there, you know what mean! lol
With a list of entertainment like this, I was sure I would be OK for 13 hours ;-)
"Welcome to Singapore, ladies and gentlemen. And to all Singaporeans, a warm welcome home"
A warm welcome to Singapore, indeed. I was met by 31c, and it was humid...Like stepping in to a sauna.. One of the guys from the cabin crew asked me whether I was going home, since my luggage was so heavy.,I told him that I'm sure it doesn't look like it, but that home was actually in Norway, so this was pretty much far from home.....
Taxi ride from the airport...the cab driver was telling me stuff I had a hard time understanding,,,but after saying "pardon?", "Im, sorry, could you repeat that?"..."what?" two-three times, I kinda just let him talk..nodded, and smiled politely.
Had to grab some shampoo, and saw this at the lotion-section...Healthy WHITE? Whatever happened to that "healthy glow" that the white people were talking about on TV in countries like Norway, Ireland, and the States? Here, looking white is the healthy look..
HELlloooooo FRuits!!! :-D Definitely one of the greatest things - for me - here :-D YUuumm!
My first dinner in Singapore. I'm staying at a hotel in the middle of China town..what else do you expect me to eat? lol
Two of the apartments I've been viewing. I think I'm going for the last one: Airstream...we'll see. The building just finished this year. It's a bit far from the office (or, far compared to my 7 minutes walk when I lived in Dublin) ..I think its 30 min by mrt, which is fine, but I do need to take a bus to the mrt, then switch over to another line to get to work.... As my boyfriend said, if I'm high maintenance, I need to maintain my own highness...it's gettin' expensive, folks..I'm over budget.. But, I'd rather live in a nice apartment, then having to come home to a dark and crappy place.
Chinatown
Today has pretty much just been an apartment-viewing day. I've seen three..even taken the MRT instead of taxi just to learn how to get around. At one point, while looking at the MRT map, som lady started speaking Chinese to me..I ignored her, cause I thought she was talking to someone else..but then I felt someone staring at me, and then she repeated, and started to point at areas on the map. I told her that I was sorry, but I didn't understand. Then she repeated it all..and I just shrugged my shoulders, indicated that I didn't know.... I tend to ignore it when people talk to me here, cause I think they're talking to someone else..but, of course, they assume that I'm a "local" and speak Mandarin.
One of the taxi drivers asked where I was from, and when I said that my ethnicity was Vietnamese, he was surprised and said: "really? You don look Vietnamese...you look like local"...lol...what does that even mean?! lol...I mean, we all kinda look the same!..Chinese, Vietnamese, Thai...I compare us to the Scandinavians...I mean, the Swedish guys may dress up more and are a bit more metrosexual than the Norwegians, and the Danish guys are a bit more rough around the edges, and sometimes a bit more obnoxious than the Swedes and the Norwegians...but physically, they all kinda look the same-ish...so yeah,,the fact that I look like a "local" and not Vietnamese was a bit hard to understand. Maybe it's the way I dress..that I dress more Western,,and most Vietnamese people from Vietnam have a way of dressing that is a bit particular I guess...
Heading out to meet a friend of a friend now. It's such a small world..6 degrees of seperation,,.. =)
Over-and-out.
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