Wednesday and we were clearly tired. We walked to the Japanese supermarket and bought some supplies. The smog has lifted from Singapore which is now in its rainy season, with almost predictable rain around three pm every day.
We then walked the supplies home before heading out tot the food court in Clarke Quay. To reach that we walked alongside the river threading our way through the skyscrapers. The food court was in the basement of a twenty first century shopping mall and we had great fun in choosing a place to eat. We were the only Europeans in a Chinese dominated restaurant and we had a great meal for less than ten pounds.
In the afternoon we walked back through the mall looking for shoes the tour director could wear on Christmas Day at Raffles hotel. Unfortunately we were unsuccessful in our quest, having visited at least five shoe emporiums. We went to another supermarket on the way home to find some things we had failed to collect in the morning and then made our way back to David's.
We had a quiet evening in, a couple of bottles of wine and retired to bed early, as we were both extremely tired. It might be easier to cope with jet lag when you are a bit younger, it is a very weird thing to wake up at five in the morning thinking that it is in fact much later, and then to collapse dog tired at nine in the evening for no real reason.
Singapore remains as always, hot and humid, an Asian city thriving against the odds at a crossroads between east and west. The only way to sleep comfortably, at least for those of us who don't live here permanently is to have the air conditioning on. It is also a true melting pot, a large Indian population, a large Chinese population and a good smattering of Europeans all melded together in a small area which has a border of one hundred and twenty five kilometres in total.
We felt we needed a relaxing day and we certainly had that.