Have you had the Singapore Sling? If you're in Singapore you better do a Singapore Sling. We are famous for our Singapore Sling, have you had one yet? You gotta go to Raffles and have a Singapore Sling. No dammit! I'm not interested in the Singapore Sling or any other fruity, watered down concoction for that matter. Real men drink something mean and heavy, a Guinness, that fills you with piss and vinegar (I've always wanted to use that line). So no, no frikkin' Singapore Sling for me. Now the stingray and baby octopus I can eat everyday.
Singapore was great, and hot and humid and it seemed everytime I looked out the hotel window it just finished raining. But when the sun is out you are either prepared or miserable and hot. I managed to be both. It's a 40 frikkin degrees outside and everything is clinging to me. My shirt, khakis, and clothing in my nether-regions felt gross. But I behaved like a tourist and did the tourist things, didn't chew gum, found one store on the entire island that sold cigars (not very good ones) and drank myself sober with some flight crew. Next time I go back I think I'll try to buy some computer gizmos I saw for mad cheap.
By the way I stopped in Melboune for a brief out of the way minute and this is what I remembered of it... zzzZZZZzzzzZZZZ... The hotel bed was quite nice.
Cheers
Posted by yardie at August 31, 2005 4:38 AM