Taxis in Singapore are great value. They’re cheap, abundant and the drivers are privy to a wealth of information and opinions that neither Lara nor I had. After our first decent (ie includes cereal and milk) breakfast in a while we decided to go see Singapore’s Merlion park. Not much to waste your time on there, just a big statue of a mer-lion spitting water out its mouth. A quick photo then over to Chinatown.
Chinatown is quite similar to what I imagine Chinatowns all over the world to be like, except perhaps with more Indian taylors and cheap trinket shops. One thing we noticed was how friendly the salespeople on the street are. Being accosted by these people was quite a pleasure. They come out and shake your hand and call you good sir and beam brightly when you return the greeting. A smooth flow of comforting tones flows from their mouth as they ask you where you’re from, comment on how beautiful that country is, not to mention your lady companion, and isn’t $40 amazingly cheap for a washable silk shirt.
We were too early at Chinatown to see the mass of food shops and stalls along Smith St open up, but that was OK, we chuffed off to Clarke Quay.

Fleis 4,
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