With all of the sentiment and nostalgia safely packed away in our suitcases, at 5:30am on July 16, we began our 21 day journey back to Canada from New Zealand.
Our first stop was the ultra-modern city-state of Singapore. Singapore is an island at the southern tip of the Malay peninsula. In stark contrast to the squalor, poverty and chaos of Jakarta or Kuala Lumpur, Singapore shines as a gleaming example of how tight government regulation, at the expense of some civil liberties, can produce a next to idyllic society.
|Visiting the Merlion, Singapore's symbol|
|Sir Stamford Raffles, Founder of Singapore and namesake to|
Raffles Ave, Raffles Blvd, Raffles Quay, Raffles Place and Stamford Ave.
The Singapore government has a well-known reputation for exerting its influence in areas of every day life that far exceed the mandate of governments in many other countries. Criminal activity is virtually absent. We didn't see any evidence of an organized police force. Apparently, they are closing police stations. Financial incentives for crime are allayed, because the government provides reasonable accommodation and wages for its population. Add to this heavy fines, caning and execution as possible punishments for different offenses ranging from eating on the subway to murder and you end up with an efficient, well organized country inhabited by a polite, well-educated and happy population.
Of course, extraordinary wealth, leading some to pronounce Singapore as the Monaco of the East, probably adds to the happiness as well. Gucci and Prada boutiques outnumber Starbucks and luxury vehicles (BMW's, Jaguar's, etc) are as common as Hyundai's. This is even more extraordinary considering that registration of a car is awarded by lottery and costs approximately $65 000 SGD, making a 5 series BMW ring in at more than a quarter of a million dollars!
The infringement on some civil liberties is what seems to attract the most attention from foreign media. Apparently, the local media is censored to some extent. Private satellite dishes are banned, although the Internet is still free. Gambling was illegal until 2005. Now there are 2 casinos, but you have to present your passport at the door. Foreigners can enter for free. The price for native Singaporeans: $100 SGD per 24 hour period. The Singaporeans we spoke with seemed unphased though. The high standard of living was an acceptable trade-off for the many government "rules".
Overall, we were very impressed. Trish loved it! All the luxuries and amenities of a modern city without the crime, filth or price-gouging and flavored with the intrigue of three different Asian peoples (Chinese (75%), Malay (15%) and Indian (10%)) living in harmony.
|The fabulous Marina Bay Sands. Now that's a rooftop pool!|
|Marina Bay Sands pool on the 57th floor|
With the 4 hour time difference between NZ and Singapore, we were all up early on Sunday morning and arrived on Orchard Street for some prime shopping. The most impressive display was walking into the Takashimaya department store as it opened. The entire staff was standing at rapt attention waiting to greet customers. It felt like we were celebrities and had closed the store for our personal shopping experience.
Orchard Street is lined with shopping mall after shopping mall and they're all interconnected underground, so it's hard to keep track of which side of the street or even which floor you're on. There must be 10,000 different boutiques along the 5 km stretch. As the proud owner of a Y chromosome, I abhor asking for directions. We had decided that it was time for lunch and wandered around and around to find the exit. Finally, I caved and asked at a store. The embarrassed attendant quietly informed me that I was in the second basement (of 4!) and that the street exit was two floors up. Oops.
Despite the dizzying selection, there weren't a lot of deals. Trish was frustrated that her search through half a dozen different shopping malls failed to reveal any running shoes for Harrison and the 3 or 4 Ralph Lauren shops that we sampled were at least as expensive as stores in Montreal and 4 times the cost in outlet stores in the US.
Exhausted by the 32C degree weather and 90% humidity, we detoured through air-conditioned shopping malls to finally make it back to our hotel's pool. No one objected to a couple of hours of pool time on a hot Sunday afternoon. Mackenzie even learned to dive!
|Singapore skyline and Singapore Flyer|
Notwithstanding the kids' repeated requests to go on the "Giant Ferris Wheel" or variations thereof ("Is it time yet to go on the Giant Ferris Wheel?", "Are we definitely going on it today?", When are we going on the Giant Ferris Wheel?"), all interest was lost with the appearance in our pod of a very cute Chinese toddler. At least I enjoyed the view.
Our next stop was the famous Raffles Hotel to visit the Long Bar where Ngiam Tong Boon mixed the first Singapore Sling in 1915. Trish and I enjoyed the overpriced cocktail while the kids were delighted to be allowed, even encouraged, to sweep peanut shells brazenly onto the floor.
With our kid's energy quickly ebbing away, we guzzled our cocktails and tried to catch a late dinner at Lau Pa Sat, Singapore's famous market of street hawkers. For the most part, our taxi driver ordered for us on the way over. "You must try the BBQ sting-ray!" he insisted among other recommendations. We tried the chilli squid, the BBQ sting-ray (of course), some fried rice and chicken and beef satay. But we'd pushed the kids too far. Mackenzie was asleep on the table before any food arrived. Trish had to eat with one hand while using the other one to prop up Mackenzie's head. Cassandra couldn't mount enough energy to eat anything and Harrison judged everything as disgusting. Trish ate a little but was also pretty beat after a long day. With so much great food on the table, I did my best to consume as much as I could in a very short period of time washing everything down with Tiger Beer. Delicious! It was a shame so much went to waste.
|Cooking satay at Lau Pa Sat|
We started the next day with a visit to Chinatown. The Maxwell Street Market is similar to Lau Pa Sat and was rated highly for breakfasts for families, but the kids weren't feeling very daring and were looking for some traditional fare. We ended up at ...
McDonalds! Oh well ... at least they had good coffee. Next we wandered around the street markets around Temple, Spring and Banda Streets. We picked up some chop sticks and the girls bought cheap fans. If I had wanted a hand-made suit or dress shirt, this would have been the place to get it.
|Buddha Tooth Relic Temple|
|Sri Mariamman Temple|
|Hmm, not as spectacular as the outside|
With the cultural and education requirements done for the day, the next stop was ...
This was clearly the highlight of the trip for the kids. We had planned to hit the zoo in the early afternoon, and then, after a break for supper, walk to the other end of the parking lot and visit the Night Safari, a whole separate zoo that showcases the habits of nocturnal animals.
|Mackenzie feeding the giraffes|
|The fish going to work on Harrison's feet|
The latest reviews for the night safari are not that good. Most of the animal exhibits are visited by tram and there is limited ability for visitors to roam around on their own. Consequently, the queues are pretty intimidating. Overcrowding is the source of most of the bad reviews. During our visit, the zoo was far from empty, but we fortunately had a few great strokes of luck when it came to lining up for the tram and the animal show. After a pretty full day exploring the day zoo, we were also thankful for complimentary transportation around the night safari exhibits. Overall, I think it was a worthwhile experience, although combining the day and night zoo into one day, especially with a 10 year old that wants to see everything, is pretty hard-core. If I visit again, I'll spread it out over a couple of days.
Returning to our room after 10:00pm, we had yet again pushed our kids too far - they all crashed on the taxi ride back to our hotel.
But there was no time to rest. We checked out at 7:00am the next morning on our way to the airport to catch our flight to Bali.
Next Post: Bali - Paradise Lost.