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.
Today neither of us feel very top quality at all. We start the day with lunch at Brunetti and decide that instead of running around town investigating, we should probably just relax, so first port of call is OPI at The Forum, to get our nails done. Then we jump in a cab, cause it’s raining, and head to ION Orchard to try some shopping – but our heads feel like balloons and the noise in the shopping centres is just making enjoyment of shopping impossible. So back in the taxi and we head to Chinatown to seek out massages of some kind.
But first, we stop in at Da Dong (Fatty Weng) for a bowl of soul warming chicken and corn soup and a dish of the lemonyist Lemon Chicken ever (nicely so though). I found Da Dong a few trips back but unfortunately the last couple of times I’ve been in Singapore, it has been closed, because of renovations occurring in Chinatown Food Street. The works are all finished now though and Da Dong is back in operation.
Yummy tummy warming, soul good food. The waiter walks us to the door and warns us to be careful because rain is on the way. We walk through the newly renovated food street – it’s all sterile now, but I think they have retained its atmosphere. I’ll have to dine here next time to make sure though.
Stopping into Kenko, we manage to book an appointment for our massages. You couldn’t do that in Perth! I go for an ear candling session which comes with a lymphatic drainage massage, which I’m hoping will clear my head up, because I’m sick of feeling like I have a balloon in my head. Its relaxing in an odd non-relaxing kind of way, but I’m hoping this makes me feel better tomorrow.
After lunch we stroll through the sprinkling rain to Clarke Quay. It’s raining again when we get there, and despite having grand plans for dinner, we end up eating an early dinner at SQUE on the wrong side of the Quay before heading home for an early night. A nice sleep will hopefully help us feel great tomorrow now we are all relaxed and massaged and manicured.