11 June, Singapore Changi Airport, 11pm
It’s been 48 hours and no blog….I’m feeling the
pressure! Sunday was our last day in
Cambodia, and with a busy week at ABCs behind us, followed by a day walking
around the temples of Angkor, we were all a bit tired and a quiet day seemed
like just the ticket. After tidying our
room and packing bags, we sorted out a skype connection and had a long catchup
with Mum and Dad which was really nice.
Then we wandered down the road to find some lunch which, in the
interests of using up our spare change, was actually from a local street
vendor. We hadn’t been brave enough to try one earlier, though it had been on
the to-do list, and this one was selling some kind of fried bread. We decided it was worth the risk and after
some very complex sign language, and no idea if we paid too much or too little
(he spoke no English at all), we were the proud owners of two kinds of fried
bread. I quite liked one of them, the
others were happy with both, and for a massive US$2.50 we’d found our last
lunch in Cambodia. We visited the local
pagoda on the way back to Globalteer but it is so so hot in the middle of the day
we basically ended up just dragging our hot selves home.
It was sad to say farewell to our friends the tuk-tuk
drivers who “tuk” us to the airport. At Siem Reap airport you can’t even go
inside the airport if you don’t have a ticket, so we waved at the door and
headed through. We had arrived in plenty
of time but as it turned out it didn’t matter because our flight was delayed by
2 hours (if there’s one thing you can count on Jetstar for, it’s that!). So we had to quickly add up all the cash we
had left and eke (sp?) it out to cover an airport dinner and two extra hours
before arriving somewhere we could drink the water. We flew out via Phnom Penh, which looks from the
air to be quite a massive and modern city.
We did the airport shuffle at Phnom Penh, hopping off the plane, round some
slow queues through bag screening (not sure what exactly we could have picked
up since the last bag screening) and back on the plane for the Singapore
leg. So we arrived in at Singapore very
late once more, rode the travelators, sat on the same seats looking bleary-eyed
and rather worse for wear waiting for the taxi, and took another exciting taxi
ride back to the same backpackers as last week.
Today was basically another quiet day. We all slept in, only
just making it up in time for the free toast breakfast at the backpackers. We
decided not to try to fit in any major action like zoos or theme parks, as we
were still feeling a bit jaded and although Singapore was down to a cool 29deg
or so, it still felt pretty warm. We wandered down to the local mall, checked
out the retail opportunities, then decided to try out the MRT system and headed
to Chinatown. A couple of hours, a few
dollars, and masses of kitsch souvenirs later (Jennifer we saw lots of
potential anti-present opportunities here!) we made our way back to the mall
and then the backpackers to collect our cases.
Having succeeded so superbly on the MRT, we made the adventurous
decision to take the MRT out to the airport, and save a massive $50 on taxi
bills. Cue hysterical laughter. Leaving plenty of time for dinner on the way,
we launched out of the backpackers with 5 suitcases, 5 cabin bags and a carseat
in tow, and marched to the mall in single file, managing super-skinny footpaths
and high curbs with ease and style.
Having once again counted our coins and worked out the finances, we
found a bargain dinner, then headed down to the ticket machines. Unfortunately by this time, something that we
had eaten was beginning to affect members of the party, and we proceeded, over
the next, oh maybe 2 hours, to dance on and off trains (only 4 changes
required), visiting any number of toilets on the way (you have to go up escalators
and out of the tube system via a conversation with the security person so you
don’t lose your ticket). We did arrive
in time, and had a quick change of clothes and repack of bags before checking in. It probably was worth $50, but would I
recommend it… hmmm not sure J
Now sitting waiting to board flight to London (there goes the dinger), so
better get this up and online. Promise pics of the temple visits to be up
tomorrow.
It sounds like you had a super successful Chapter 1 of your adventure. Chapter 2 will be a very different temperature, but we hope, just as awesome. From memory, don't expect the London tube to be quite as spick and span as the MRT!
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