Singapore

Well, it's 11.15pm Singapore time and I'm sitting in a 10 dorm room in the Woodlands area of Singapore, which is about an hour away from the airport.

Backtracking a bit, my last few days in London were surreal and a bit stressful with regards to what crap to leave behind, and what to take with me. I am now living out of a rugsack yet again.

My lovely London "family" came to the airport to send me off...oh how sweet of them to make sure that I definitely left the country so they didn't have to bother with me being an illegal immigrant :-)
Nevertheless it was much appreciated - Little Missies / Mr Men I will miss you dearly. The obligatory farewell photos were taken with token celebrities in the background (Tiny bears fetish for 'Policeman'), but then thanks to Little Miss Porn Star we got our picture taken by one of the token policemen.
Cleared customs to literally bump into a mate which I knew was leaving from the same terminal but didn't imagine actually seeing him which was cool.

My flight wasn't very full, so I was lucky enough to get the 3 seater row all to myself and actually managed to get some sleep last night, but not before watching 'The Last King of Scotland' - interesting yet annoying as I'm not quite sure of the exact true story from the Scottish guys side, and therefore will have to find out from the book just how much was truth amongst the poetic/dramatic license.

Then the morning (which was really the afternoon) arose, and I watched 'The History Boys' which I found fascinating, not only because it was humourous and that Francis de la Tour is one of the cast members, but some of the dialogue between the boys brought to the fore traits and inconsistencies I've noticed with English guys, and now I can kinda understand why some Poms are real twats when they don't mean to be....if that makes any sense.

Anyway, landed in Sing'ers ok, picked up my luggage which was all intact considering not all of the locks work. Fluffed around at the information center, got supplies of liquid, fruit and things to munch on before waiting for the bus to Woodlands. Had to put up with surprised/bemused looks because of the size of my pack, before boarding and taking the 40-something minutes on the bus past some lovely countryside.

I got treated to a really cute kid behind me singing Insy Winsy Spider, but substituting the lyrics with Icky Icky Spider. After the 15th rendition though, it got a bit much.

This side of Singapore is where the 'locals' live, so 'local' prices as well. The closest touristy site here is the zoo.

A 10 dorm room sounds freaky, and for the people who know me, it's not my kinda scene, but this hostel is literally just this one room - no other rooms other than the shower and common area. Yang, the hostel manager is very friendly and approachable and offers great siteseeing advise. I've now tentatively planned my 3-4 days just going by his suggestions.

It's hot, I'm sticky, food is yummy, locals seem friendly enough; Singapore seems clean and inviting already.