This trip to Singapore was literally included as a grounder on the way home – there’ll hardly be time to explore. Dad hasn’t been here for quite a few years so he’s bound to notice a lot of changes – I think they had only started clearing the land for Gardens by the Bay back then. And Marina Bay Sands certainly wasn’t fanning the skyline with her deck of cards. For me it will just be a couple of days to get back into my own time zone before I get back to the grind.
Arriving in Singapore at around 4.20pm, we are feeling fine thanks to our JetEase tablets.
We’ve checked into a recently opened hotel named the Dorsett which sits between Chinatown and Tiong Bahru, nearby to Duxton Hill. Loads of funky little restaurants have breathed new life into renovated shophouses in this area, their five footways filled with excited diners, lively additions to the narrow windy streets of old.
My room is pretty small, but you only need a bed right!. The hotel is quite wonderfully decorated – winged, coloured Chinese buddahs adorn one window, bling bordered panelling on the walls, huge chandeliers and a piano that plays itself. And it’s a 10 minute walk to Chinatown, which is exactly where we are heading for dinner.
Given our location, there’s any number of places we could try for dinner. Russian caviar bar, Peranakan delights, Fusion fantasies…but it’s raining, and Chinatown is one MRT stop away from our hotel and it’s cheap. My awesome meal cost me about SG$12 (king brown beer included!).
Chinatown’s food street has recently been revamped. It’s now undercover and all sanitized, but I think it’s still a good place to go for a meal. Currently, it’s time for the Mid-Autumn festival and the main streets on each side of Chinatown are adorned with large colourful silk flowers. There’s also a lantern display, which lights up the entrance of the Chinatown MRT station.
Stomachs full though, it’s now time to rest our weary heads before we storm our way through tomorrow.