I have landed in Singapore! It was a long haul here from Chicago, but not too grueling. The worst part was the 4.5 hour flight from Chicago to San Francisco, when I had to sit next to two Valley Girls, each of which said the word “like” about five times in each sentence. I wanted to keep count, but there were simply too many “likes” to keep track of without writing them down, which would have been obvious. That word has clearly become part of the parlance of the younger folk, but they need to get off my lawn!
The 17 hour flight from SFO to Singapore’s lovely Changi Airport wasn’t too grueling given that I drugged myself to sleep with melatonin and relaxation meds, so I got 7-8 hours of sleep, arriving in Singapore refreshed. I am in the hands of a lovely and hospitable family, and we already had a traditional Singapore breakfast in a traditional Singapore “hawker centre” (photos to come, read the link to see what I’m about to encounter); very soon we’ll go out for a traditional Singapore lunch.
I have a feeling that I’m going to need some stringent exercise on this trip to keep myself trim.
It’s hot and humid in Singapore, but it always is, and I’m told the monsoons will start soon. It’s a pleasant change from Chicago.