Archive: The Singapore to-do (done) list

27 02 2008

Well, now that I’m back in the states, the list of “To do while in Singapore” is ready to be removed from The List. Happily, I can say I completed most things … and I’m also happy to say there are some things I just didn’t get to. What I learned for me: don’t believe the locals who say, “there’s nothing to do here,” AND strive to do more than time allows — that way you don’t end up doing less than time allows and both end up missing great sights AND getting into that “what do you want to do? I don’t know, what do you want to do? I’m bored” state of mind.

Two quotes come to mind, from equally inspiring sources:

  • “Our greatest fear is not that we set our aim too great and we miss it, but that we aim too low and we reach it.” — Michelangelo
  • “Smart people don’t get bored.” — My mother

That said, if you’re ever in Singapore, I recommend a few things from our list…

Singapore

  • Little India (before and at night during Deepavali)
  • Arab Street (normal and for a hookah stop at night)
  • Gondola ride (didn’t make it to the top of the hill, but made it the other direction to Sentosa)
  • Singapore Sling at Raffles hotel (multiples in fact)
  • High tea & cucumber sandwiches at Raffles hotel (with the ‘rents)
  • Orchard Road (normal and at night around Christmas time)
  • Chinatown (normal and at night during Chinese New Year — year of the Rat)
  • Merlion (both of them!) – there’s one near the Fullerton and another bigger one on Sentosa
  • Bumboat river tour (bring a sense of humor)
  • Symphony / concert / opera at one of the playhouses (“La Traviata” at the Esplanade; a performance at the art museum; and another at a university)
  • Botanical gardens (Do NOT miss this.)
  • Night safari (with Sarah and again with the ‘rents — don’t miss the bat walk!)
  • Try the “Chili Crab” (and done again and again. It’s fantastic. Favorite spot is definitely at East Coast Seafood, on the water between the airport & the city. Add the Pepper Crab to the table’s order if you’re with a big group … and be sure to get the buns to soak up the chili sauce, it’s the best part!)
  • Sunday Brunch at one of the hotels (expensive, but worthwhile) — fittingly, we went to The Conrad.
  • Go inside one of the temples (Little India tour)
  • Museums – I made it to the Singapore Art Museum, Asian Civilisations, and National Museum. If you can only go to one, I recommend the latter.
  • Foot Reflexology (I think this comes from their Chinese culture)
  • Eyebrow threading (Indian culture)
  • The Tiger Experience (Tiger brewery) – bring your wallet AND a sense of humor, you’ll need both. That said, I’m glad we went!
  • Funan IT mall / Sim Lim – shopping for IT, either with fixed prices, or without. It’s an experience, that’s for sure! Bring good walking shoes!
  • Shopping malls! I’m not sure you can say you’ve experienced Singapore unless you’ve been inside a minimum of 3 malls on one day. Specifically, don’t miss Bugis street and VivoCity (VivoCity has it’s own stop on the subway; don’t miss the roof floor of this one!)
  • Gold Class cinemas. Why we don’t have this in the US, I fail to understand. But imagine sitting in a small theater in big leather recliner seats, with a blanket, a menu and a waiter. Man, it was twice the cost of a regular ticket, but such a fun splurge!!
  • Make friends with people who live there! I’m so happy to remember some of the people who welcomed me into their homes and their lives — Simone, who invited me to a church service – the christening of her baby; Selvi, who invited me to her home to join in her family celebrations of Deepavali; Hannah, a true friend I met through IBM’s employee network, who invited me to her home for a casual dinner with friends — wonderful; and Sarah and Mark, a new-to-Singapore expat like me who I met in a hotel taxi queue, who invited Conrad and I to be her first dinner guests at their new home-away-from-the-US. I hope to cross paths with all of these people again in the not too distant future… If there’s one thing I’ve really learned, it’s that it’s the people who make an experience and color the culture — and that doesn’t matter where in the world you visit or live.

The “I missed it” list (to revisit if I ever go back):

  • Images of Singapore – On Sentosa. I’ve heard if you go to Sentosa, it’s a worth y part of the trip. Never made it.
  • Zoo – never made it beyond the Night Zoo, but then again, I was never really that compelled either. There’s also a separate bird zoo / aviary. I didn’t make it there, either.
  • Hike up Bukit Timah hill, the highest peak of (flat) Singapore
  • Cooking class
  • Mahjong lessons — although I did attend a few gaming nights, I never found anyone to teach me Mahjong (however, I was told that the best way to learn is by losing a lot of money … maybe I’ll learn now that I’m back in NYC … apparently, this is a popular game with the Jewish ladies here, who knew.)
  • American Embassy — though I passed it on the highway a few times, I had no reason to enter. I’m ok with having to miss this one as well :-)
  • Wakeboarding / water skiing from a zip line at Ski 360 in East Coast park — watched it plenty of times, but never made it down to the pond to try it out… definitely should do it next time!




I couldn’t resist!

3 02 2008

Well, after blogging that I wasn’t going, the thought of combining the smell of beer and bacon was just too strong a pull to dismiss. So I set the alarm for 6am and headed for Breworkz (local beer brewery + tavern). I stayed just long enough for some breakfast (I decided Pancakes & Pats was a close second to beer & bacon) and to see my Patty’s take the lead on the scoreboard. Now I’m back in the office, ready to start the day (with the internet fired up for the latest updates).

The scene was pretty interesting — I arrived before the sun came up … normally, this is quite the time of day for the local bar stretch, yet strangely, all were deserted except for one lone bar — in a building pitch dark  all except for the lit up stretch along it’s lowest floor — this is where the expats had camped out. And I have to tell you, this may be the way to go in the future. Tables were filled but not to overcrowding. People were not eating onion rings, chicken wings and nachoes … they were eating eggs benedict with hashbrowns, fresh fruit with yogurt, and pancakes … and of course, don’t forget the ice bucket chilling the bottle of bubbly. Sure, sure … there were a few “jugs” (they don’t say ‘pitcher’ here) of beer to be found as well. At 7am, all were quite civilized to be sure … now I can’t say what that crowd will turn into by the late hour of 10am … probably a bunch of Americans, but hey, at least the owner can rest assured that he made the right decision in opening especially for the day!!

The one negative to it all is that as we’re in a foreign country, the hosting channel & markets are different. Why does this matter? Well, because the only channel showing the Superbowl was “GoalTV” .. so the only commercials were for upcoming futbol matches … I have some post-game YouTubing to do! (FYI, Singapore’s government maintains control of the airwaves by prohibiting satellite dishes … sure, slingboxes can be found in some personal abodes, but bars simply rely on their cable-offered sports packages.)

I took a couple pics, not sure if they came out, but I’ll post them later today if they did.





And if you were wondering about the Superbowl…

3 02 2008

… American football isn’t something the locals understand or watch. BUT, believe it or not, there are enough crazy “expats” here to support the early morning special opening of not one, not two, but MANY bars on Monday morning.

The Singapore-dwelling faithful will be watching the live game with bacon and beer at 7:18am kickoff time!

Unfortunately, I have to show up for work on Monday. If this were any other week, I would love to dwell in this most unique of expat experiences. Alas, Monday is Simone’s official first day back at the office, and the boss has us in his office at 10 and is getting quite antsy about his upcoming speeches at the India event … so we’ll be neck deep in work… but I’ll be with everyone in spirit. Sorry New Yorkers … NYC is where I live, but I’m a born and bred New Englander … GO PATS, the world is rooting for you!!!!





3 02 2008

Singapore is land of the Foot Reflexology. Though tourists seek out these foot rubbing shops, it is the locals who keep them in business.

My first experience was beyond painful. The second time, I was more steeled and ready to have my shoulders, kidney, vocal chords and every other fiber of my being “massaged” via touch points in the feet. .. But today was a new experience.

Today I found myself in a shop at “chair #1.” Why did the woman at the front tell Jerry my chair number? Because Jerry was blind. So were at least 2 of the other 8 people in the shop. Makes sense, I just hadn’t had that experience before. Jerry also had a talking, time-telling belly button. Sure, it was a talking watch that he wore under his shirt … but it really looked that every time he pressed his belly button, she told him the time! :-) (massages are usually somewhere around $1 / minute , so you know your time …)  Fantastic.





The Conrad … brunch for 3 and a memory

23 01 2008

Brunch is Singapore is a cultural thing. It is more than a state of mind, it is a magnificent display of gluttony, excellence, quality, and a public display of spoiled aristocracy … and it is wonderful! Now … after all that build up, I should say that we’ve probably spent as much $$ at a NYC brunch … and it would definitely be more for the same value in the 212. But Brunch in Singapore is … well, a must-do.

What is it? Each of the big hotels put on a brunch buffet for about $100 per person with free-flow champagne. (Did I have you at free-flow, brunch, or $100?) Of course, with the rents in town, the place to go for the brunch experience was clear. No, not the place with the Veuve Clicquot on tap … The Conrad hotel!

It was fantastic. We arrived at noon-ish and were the last people to leave at around 3:30. The spread is amazing, pictures coming soon once dad sends them my way… but I’ll try to describe in words. There were about 5 stations: cold seafood — with everything from 2 kinds of lobster, various shrimps, sushis and sashimis and rolls, salmon and lox, muscles, oysters … it just went on and on and was definitely dad’s favorite part; hot foods like curries, stir fries, freshly sauted fois gras, pastas, and roast beef; there was a fresh juice bar; there was a noodle bar with local soups like laksa and spicy tom yum; and then there was the desserts … mountains and piles of pies, cakes, ices, and petit fours… mmm … I can still taste it all.

It was a wonderful Sunday. If you ever make it to Singapore, plan to come on a Sunday and stay for the brunch!!





Guest post: The Rents visit Singapore…

18 01 2008

Did you know that there is life after 28 hours of travel? That was probably our biggest surprise upon arrival in the pristine, tropical garden of the world! Our flight aboard AA was a typically relaxing, uneventful journey. The first hurdle of this adventure into the Asian Pacific world was jumped! Then onto Singapore Air! The Singaporean women attendants, dressed in exotic, oriental silk suits — were some of the most beautiful, graceful, elegant stewardesses we’ve ever noticed. (Paul said so!) The men and women caring for the passengers left nothing for chance…from the first delivery of steamy hot towels to the final presentation of assorted meals and “snacks” and their patience in dealing with beastly people … not us.

Arrival at Changi airport was the final treat for this long journey. It was absolutely … how do you describe Changi airport? Well, when was the last time you saw an orchid garden, trees, waterfalls … in the airport. But the end of the trip was just the beginning. Hugging Becky and knowing we have a week to explore and spend time.

… well, that’s all for now. Becky tells me I need to keep these short and sweet … so stay tuned, that was just the flight over … Paul will tell you more about the stewardesses. :-)

– Momma O





They’re here! They’re here!

17 01 2008

The parents arrived on a late-night, early-morning flight … today (yesterday? 2am last night? … eish!) Well… at any rate, we were home by 3a, so it was a late night /early morning… you know what I mean.

A few fun things to share already!

* Mom changed money and the lady told her how much it was, and mom thought she had to pay the woman more money. Nope. 500 = 700. Ah, the wonders of trading in cold, hard American moola for funny money … too bad you get a ton less than you used to.

* After sufficiently catching up with eachother in the taxi, mom decided to try out her Singlish. Yet despite craning her head to an extremely odd angle and leaning nearly into the headrest of the driver’s seat AND speaking to him loudly … she just couldn’t make it out. It’ll happen mom, don’t worry lah!

* They brought me an air mattress! That’s right, I wasn’t about to pay an extra $35/day for a cot and I didn’t want them to stay in a hotel, so Wal-Mart to the rescue. Only one problem … my laptop just plugs straight into the adapter into the wall. Who know you could get that kind of smell & sparkage from a little wal-mart pump. No fires, but man, that thing really flew with 250 volts going to it instead of the US’s 115! Good thing the socket in the bathroom can do either … only the pump sorta died out about half-way into the job.

AirMattress from Wal-Mart: $35

Flight to Singapore to share it with your daugher: $3500

Watching your daughter manually inflate an airmattress at 2:30 in the morning (yep, that means by mouth): Priceless

Ah, it’s a real family affair!

(If you’re lucky, mom will post some things to the blog herself this week. Get comfortable, this could get interesting!)





Taxi cab confessions

14 01 2008

I can tell already, no shoes for me this week!  It’s going to be a busy few days getting my homework done so I can be ready for the arrival of the rents on Thursday at 1am, but more on that later.

My cab ride home tonight (b/c who wants to spend an hr getting home once it’s already rolled around to 7:45 at the office), began perilously with  an ominous, repeated “ding” emanating somewhere from the front seat. It must be the seat-belt tone I thought. But no, he was buckled.

After at least 30 “bings,” I finally asked, “Uncle, what’s that sound?” Well, “uncle” didn’t speak much English, but we finally came to agree on the source of the sound — it was a sound-governor. Only common in older cars apparently, this little guy dings repeatedly to alert the driver when he’s speeding over 100 (that’s KPH, not MPH). “But everyone’s going over 100″ he told me. I agreed, and on we went, dinging and all.

Definitely a ride worthy of a rounding up tip. :-)





Taxi cab confessions

3 01 2008

As Conrad well knows by now, I’m allowed one taxi trip / week from work > home … and I do it on Fridays. The rule is my own because a taxi fare (new fare hikes since I’ve arrived, too) costs about S$20 ($15) but a subway ride costs only about $2 … taxi is more direct, private, and takes only 30 minutes, vs a crowded hour by subway, so it’s desirable, but expensive. So if I’m good, I take a taxi “home” only once a week, usually my Friday afternoon treat … my reward for good behavior that week is a new pair of (cheap) shoes … which cost substantially less than 2-3 taxi fares. :-)

Singapore’s taxi drivers are legendary. They are very talkative; English is … attempted :-) and the questions they ask, well, they are renowned for being beyond personal.

But my ride home yesterday was excellent. So much so, that I even gave the nice man a little tip — he giggled. Love it.

We spent 30 minutes talking about Chinese New Year … the customs, the parades, the giving of 2 oranges (and the return gift of 2 oranges), the Hong Kong superstition around the positive meanings of the number “8″ — therefore meaning 2008 will be a great year … all kinds of good stuff. Here’s the net net:

  • “8″ sounds like “prosperity” or “wealth” in Chinese. So “they” think it’s lucky. But the driver told me that most people here don’t subscribe to that notion — it’s mostly those Hong Kong types who get heavy into that. (snide tone about HKers was his)
  • Expect everything to be CLOSED. This is a home-coming day. Complete with visits to family, a home-coming meal, and door-to-door visits. Sounds a lot like the US Thanksgiving holiday — it’s their busiest travel day of the year, and is a holiday mostly about family.
  • A dragon may knock on your door. For a small fee, he will go through your house and scare away the bad ju ju for the new year.
  • You bring 2 oranges for the family you’re visiting … and the family gives you 2 in return (not your same 2) … a good time to be an orange seller.
  • Speaking of oranges … they are mandarin oranges. Hello, blondie. I never put together the fact that mandarin oranges come from China (where they speak … yep, Mandarin. Eish, it’s almost as bad as the pipe cleaner realization of 2004).
  • You always visit the house of the eldest. This is beyond question. I guess this is 2-fold: 1. Out of respect, they make the younger ones do the traveling; and 2. You assume the elder is more successful, so they can afford to host the party (my taxi driver seemed to think this was more of a curse than a blessing as he has 5 siblings + their kids + grandkids … )
  • Singapore’s government usually sponsors some events and displays before the new year along the singapore river.
  • There is also usually a big parade a day or so after the new year (I think this is what my guidebook was hyping) somewhere in town — maybe Orchard Road (where I live) – this year’s location is yet to be announced. He said groups come in from all over the world just to participate. Sounds neat to me.
  • The year of the … he didn’t know. I thought that was interesting. Or I didn’t explain my question well. But even I know that 2007 was the year of the pig. Sounds like this tradition is more “hallmark” hype than real cultural importance. After a little digging, I found out that we’re about to enter the year of the rat. Now I do feel like I brought a little bit of NYC with me to Singapore!! Here’s what else I found:

“Legend has it that in ancient times, Buddha asked all the animals to meet him on Chinese New Year. Twelve came, and Buddha named a year after each one. He announced that the people born in each animal’s year would have some of that animal’s personality. Those born in rat years tend to be leaders, pioneers, and conquerors. They are charming, passionate, charismatic, practical and hardworking.”

… Doesn’t sound like the NYC rats I’ve come to know and love, but maybe I just need to get to know them better :-) Apparently Gwyneth Paltrow and Will Shakespeare were born in the year of the rat, so I guess rats aren’t all bad. … ok, back to the taxi.

  • Food. Lots of it. I asked if there’s anything typical, and he described a raw fish with vegetable meal .. apparently you stir it all together with chopsticks, and the higher you hold the stirring chopsticks and drop the food back into the bowl, the better the luck. Not sushi he told me, a different chinese meal. “What’s it called,” I asked. “New Year Raw Fish,” he answered. Hmm, not sure I buy that one :-) I did a little Web searching … turns out this is more of a Malaysian-Chinese ritual, here’s the write-up:

‘Malaysian Chinese toss and mix the Malaysia biggest “Yee Sang” or Raw Fish Salad with their chopsticks high in the air in conjunction with the up-coming Chinese New Year celebration. Yee Sang is made from thin slices of raw fish, shredded vegetables, herbs, spices and oil and is a traditional Lunar New Year dish. In Malaysian Chinese culture, Yee Sang is believed to bring good fortune and wealth in the upcoming year to those who toss and mix it while shouting”Low Hei,” which symbolizes liveliness, prosperity and longevity.’

They also put out a lot of sweets for visitors and just general enjoy snacking on holiday goodies. Sounds not too foreign a concept, right.

Chinese New Year begins on 7 Feb, 2008. Here in Singapore, we actually get 2.5 days holiday at work. Bring it on! I think that’s when Conrad’s going to be here too … so it will be an extra-huge celebration!!





‘Rents are awesome

23 11 2007

… especially when moms put the whole non-perishable aisle into a box and spend way too much money to ship it to all the way to Singapore so their daughter feels a little closer to home.

Love you mom!

… and when dads build a whole DVD slideshow about an adventure trip they took to your city while you were away and then sneak that into the box too just to make sure you get really good and homesick and realize exactly what you’re missing, you realize Dads are pretty great too.

Love you too Dad!