I arrived in the middle of the afternoon, and headed to the corporate apartments, just a short taxi ride from the office. The weather was admittedly a bit warm and sticky (or at least comparatively warm and sticky to the chilly Sydney weather I had just left).
The view from my corporate apartment. Also,
the point where I started to get kinda sweaty.
Those identical buildings in the distance on
the right are a casino being built.
amazingly similar to Darling Harbor. It was
filled with tons of interesting-looking
restaurants.
see all that often: the Daihatsu Copen.
Ridiculously-underpowered and overpriced,
I still considered putting it in my pocket and
walking off.
located.
of the busier harbors I've seen.
incidentally - the largest remaining Victorian
filigree cast-iron structure in Southeast Asia.
Steph took me here for lunch my first day.
Delicious.
specifically stingray and cockles. The former
was delicious.
pork, black pepper sauce beef, and a massive
Tiger beer.
to find a hole-in-the-wall place, which Steph
assured me were the best places to go. I found
this one. Shady-ness level: 8/10. Perfect.
murtabak. The easiest way to describe it is
that it's essentially a giant Hot Pocket. Yum.
Steph took me. On the walk back, it started to
pour out of nowhere.
apartment at night.
I was also invited to Jared's (Steph's boyfriend) 80s-themed birthday party the night I arrived. Had a blast there as well - I was in my element.
Jared, Steph, Steve Perry meets Right Said
Fred meets I have no idea, and Danielle.
One evening, I went with a group to a dive-y but authentic Thai restaurant and ate all manner of delicious foods. Can't remember any of the food names, but much of it was quite spicy. How dive-y was it? Steph said the only stall available in the restroom was a squatter stall and it had roaches in it. The restaurant was clean, though. And I held my own quite well for an Ang Moh.
Fun fact: to hold a table in Singapore, you put a small packet of kleenex on the table.
Figure that one out.
world of satay stalls came to life. If you were
a block away, you would still get jumped by
someone who would drag you to a table
to try and get you to eat.
have led off with You Give Love a Bad Name.
As a side note, my friend Steph played hostess during my week there, and is pretty much the main reason I had such an awesome time. She made sure I ate at all the right places, saw some of the beautiful parts of the city, and didn't get lost.
One evening, we went with a group to a club called Zouk, and she kept hinting about something called Mambo Jambo. Not wanting to ruin the surprise, she kept exactly what it was a secret for most of the evening before we got there. When we finally arrived, it was the beginning of (as mentioned) the most fun I've had in a long time.
Picture this: lasers, smoke, a continuous mix of 70s, 80s, and 90s pop / rock. Sounds pretty cool already, right? Can't get better than that, right? Wrong. That's where the Mambo Jambo comes into play. Each song has hand movements that go along with it. EACH song. And everyone knows these moves. And there are platforms where people stand and do these moves. And there is a 'Mambo King' who knows all of these moves, and is damn good at them. Doing mambo is apparently a rite of passage into the club scene in Singapore. Here is an example of what I mean. I picked it up fairly quickly, and proceeded to do this for 5 hours. Those of you who know me even somewhat well realize that this is precedent-shattering. Serious fun. At 4 in the morning, we made our way to Spice, an all-night eatery catering to those still out at odd hours.
At any rate, most of you know that any time I'm near a zoo, I absolutely have to go check it out. And wouldn't you know it, Singapore has a zoo. And a rather spectacular one at that. All in all, I spent 12 hours at the zoo. Yep, you read correctly. 12 hours. Not only do they have a phenomenal main zoo, but they have a unique night safari zoo, where you can observe animals at night. The latter was a rather interesting experience, as it started pouring, and most people ran to stand under the main paddock until the rain stopped. I, on the other hand, promptly ran to the gift shop and bought an umbrella. This meant that while everyone else was huddles in masses at the entrance, I was wandering the zoo all by myself. In spite of the rain, there were still quite a few animals out and about, especially when the rain started letting up. Here are some pictures from the main zoo:
10 seconds after I walked in, I knew this was
going to be a great day. Why? This little guy
was just sitting in an uncaged tree a few feet
above my head.
out of their nose, in addition to tusks.
this one. Didn't stumble upon one of these,
sadly.
Irwin came and consulted with them personally
to build the outback exhibit.
30 minutes or so to walk straight from one end
to the other. Also, here's an elephant.
Awesome.
away and each time, his mom would grab him
by the tail like it was a leash.
they sold Cheetos in Australia...
cats are exactly the same.
A jaguar - not to be confused with this one.
with pretty much every color of orchid imaginable.
present to you the komodo dragon.
oldest recorded giant tortoise in captivity
lived to be 176.
And I became the most powerful man in
the universe! Only 3 others share this
secret.
treetops throughout the zoo.
There was one particular exhibit there called Fragile Forest, which showcased some threatened species in a rainforest environment. The cool part was that it was open, so there were animals roaming all over the place.
I got to pet a sloth. They really are as slow as
you think.
crawled forward and grabbed my camera with
his little claws. Friendly little fella.
a ringtail lemur goes hopping across right
in front of me.
there was one lonesome black and white ruffed
lemur wandering around.
closer and sniffing my ear.
of my arm and started licking it. Maybe I
taste good? Maybe it's 8 hours of sweat?
Great - I'm a salt lick.
Lemurs being ridiculous toward the end of the
day when everyone else had gone home and
I had the Fragile Forest to myself.
my swimsuit.
the lake.
partake.
and made him take off his shirt and dance.
Thank God I sat in the back.
I had a spectacular time there, and am looking forward to visiting again sooner rather than later. Next stop: a brief layover in Bangkok.
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