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Next day we took a fast whip around the city (aka a bus
tour) where we did at least stop at a Chinese Temple, atop Mount Faber
and in the orchid
section of the botanical gardens. On Mount Faber the futuristic aspects
were evident as the gondolas to the "fun" island of Santosa
traveled through a skyscraper en route to the island.
The orchid garden was beautiful. We would have spent more
time there, as we were fascinated with the variety. There was even a
celebrity section
where orchids had been named after celebrities who had visited. The
Nelson Mandela orchid was interesting, while appropriately the Margaret
Thatcher
blossom [right]had petals that twisted like a screw. Hmmmm.
In
the afternoon we met up with former Guelph-ite Alan Madras and his wife
Ruth for a mandatory Singapore Sling at Raffles [left -
The fountain in the courtyard at Raffles. Did Somerset Maugham et al.
sit near this on the visits long ago?]. (An interesting side note: we
asked two young women where Raffles was.
They pointed
to the Raffles Shopping Centre. We said we meant the Hotel. Their blank
looks indicated that there was something other than a shopping center
called Raffles??
It was good to see Alan and to meet his wife Ruth [below].
It was she who described the island state as Disneyworld. Disneyworld
with
unlimited spending
capability. I really expected to see a bumper sticker "Have you
spent your limit today?"
That night we ate earlier that night at a sushi restaurant,
where the sushi was on a conveyor belt passing by tables. One could pick
off any
plate that caught their palatal attention. From there we again entered
the future by trying to read our mail at a Cyber Cafe. The clerk would
not talk, only point to signs. The noise of the games being played
was deafening! The speakers at each station were turned up to the max.
This
buying frenzy became truly apparent on Sunday when we walked across the
Fort Benning Hill to the river front, visiting the
Fullerton Hotel
and the Merion there, and taking a subway (very, very clean - there are
doors not only on the train but also on the platform. No one could be
pushed onto the tracks). We emerged at the top of Orchard Street and
proceeded along this avenue. It was Sunday and all stores were open.
The streets were packed with people out . . . shopping. Wall to wall
malls. The exit signs inside a mall simply meant that you were entering
another mall! It was a rather sickening sight to see: it seemed that
this was the pastime of Singaporeans: shop, shop, shop. One part of the
street there were BUY, BUY, BUY signs interspersed with "At Chinese
New you should have EVERYTHING new".
We had checked out a 5pm check-out from the hotel and
were duly transported to Changi for our overnight flight to Sydney. Upon
take
off we passed
out of the Northern Hemisphere and back to the present.
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