Singing in Singapore
Trip Start Apr 14, 2010
96Trip End Apr 16, 2011
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We were thrilled too that two friends of Sarah's from E&Y in London, Natalie and Donna (both of whom were working in Bangalore and fancied a weekend away over the Divali holiday) came over to join us for the weekend, which quickly became a random EY reunion when they met another colleague Kellie on the plane. To complete the work-get-together, David, another friend from the London office, showed up with his wife Claire the following week in time to join us visiting what felt like the last couple of bars in town that hadn’t yet hosted the Dyces
With so many friends in town we really had no choice (ok, ok, were very excited to) indulge ourselves in a weekend that was the antithesis of our normal backpacker existence and forced ourselves (ok, dragged everyone else along) to enjoy some amazing food, sample one or two gorgeous cocktails (fine, perhaps it was one or two dozen) and visit no cultural monuments (woops), unless you count the showflat of a very expensive new development that Anthony managed to blag us into.
Culinary highlights were fabulous curry, massive crabs with chilli & pepper sauces at a hawker centre, and a BBQ on the roof of Anthony’s building on Saturday night and we continued the roof terrace theme as Anthony made it his mission to show us as many skybars as possible, including the highest in the world at "Altitude". We also took it upon ourselves to sample a bit of Singapore’s live band scene. Our favourites were including the much sought after “Jive Talking”, led by a rather large transvestite who sings the female parts, and another bar where after the band had finished for some reason they let us get up on stage and sing karaoke to the DJ tunes. Sadly, we missed out on Singapore Sling’s in Raffles because the bar was shut when we arrived – it was 3 in the morning though.
In a nod at seeing the Singapore sights we also spent a day on Sentosa island where we had a go on a 75m high zip wire and then raced each other down the luge track (Gordon winning overall of course) and had the best intentions to go to the much lauded night safari at the zoo until... well... we ran out of tourist energy (aka couldn’t be bothered).
We were therefore quite sad to say goodbye to everyone and leave the efficient, clean, modern and occasionally ostentatious ex-pat existence in Singapore behind and clamber onto the plane for Kota Kinabalu in Borneo on our own. The next time we see Paddy and Sophie they will have a little girl in tow... quite a thought!