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Thank you for your patience.

Day 4:

The first 2 days, I couldn’t explore the neighbourhoods of Singapore. So on Day 4, I decided to explore Chinatown and hawker street of Chinatown. So I hired cab to Buddha Tooth Relic Temple in Chinatown, one of the main cultural heritage site. It is believed that the place houses the artefact of Buddha’s tooth relic. Thus the name, duh! The temple has array of stupas lined on the wall and each of them individually lit. One of the main tourist attractions, people across any religion can offer prayers inside the temple. There are some workshops ‘Discovering Buddhism’ that’s held for the public.








Adjacent to the temple are the Chinese eateries and souvenir shops. I walked across the street to Maxwell Food Centre. This is full of food outlets selling mostly Chinese and Singaporean Cuisine. A visit to this hawker food street was already there in my list. So I showed up hungry and 70% out the outlets were open. The best time to visit this place is 12 PM when all the outlets are open. I had Hainanese chicken rice at the Tian Tian Chicken rice stall. This place is world famous, thanks to Anthony Bourdain who covered this food shop in one of his documentaries. The plate is just $5 and the food is amazing. The rice is cooked in chicken broth, accompanied by pieces of juicy boiled chicken and veggies and sauce. Hainanese chicken rice is so tasty that, it is declared as  SG’s national dish. Ah!!! I am drooling, just thinking about Hainanese chicken rice!!!! Ah Tai food stall, I heard, is even tastier than Tian Tian but to my bad luck, it was closed. Porridge at Zhen Zhen and Noodle soup at Marina South Delicious should never be missed at Maxwell’s. At the end, finish the meal with sugarcane juice.

After strolling around Chinatown for a bit, I met Will at Orchard Road. This road is full of malls and is a shopper’s paradise. We had prepared our list of items to buy; time to take out the list! So in our list, across each item, we mentioned their Indian price, just in case we needed comparison. And that’s when did I realise SG is actually VERY expensive. The same items were priced double and sometimes triple in SG. Like, what?! A simple Paco Robane perfume costs around 6 grand while in SG it was 11 grand. The same was the case with Samsonite travel suitcase to Under Armour shoes to The Body Shop facewash to basically everything. By now you should know what happened next! Anyway, after buying couple of soft toys for Bagheera, we went to a café at Tangs for sandwich and coffee.


Day 5

I started out early to explore the main attraction of Singapore, The Merlion Park. The landmark of Singapore, Merlion is an absolute beaut of its own. The statue is the face of a lion on the body of a fish. This overlooks the sea and very touristy.




From Merlion Park, I walked a couple of miles to Singapore Flyer, a giant Ferris wheel. The ticket costs $33 per adult. The flyer stands 165 feet above the ground and the entire city can be seen from the top once you are inside the capsule. One complete rotation takes 35 minutes and you don’t even feel that the giant wheel is moving. Gardens by the bay, the sea, the Merlion Park, Marina Bay sands, everything can be seen from the top. It was exhilarating to stand at that height and overlook the city. After 40 minute ride, I had some Satays from the food court at SG flyer. It was tasty as well as cheap. I started walking to Cloud Forest but had to cancel because of heavy rains. I took cab to hotel to check out.

So I checked out the hotel and Will joined me after office and we headed to airport with 7 hours in hand for our flight. Once we entered airport, we put the luggage in baggage room and started exploring the airport. We moved from terminal to terminal exploring major shops. If you hadn’t shopped, Changi Airport is the place to shop. It houses over 140 brands across four terminals and is a shopping mall of its own. We bought some grocery items which we normally don’t find in Indian grocery shops. We bought skincare items for our moms from Sum:37. The best part is when you buy skin care goodies, they give you loads of samples that would last for 1-2 months. It was time to check in. After checking in, we shopped some alcohol for friends and perfume, duty free. By then, it was time to board.

Until next time, SG!

Hotel Jen Tanglin

Some of you had asked about the place of stay. It is Hotel Jen Tanglin. Also it’s not fair from my side not to mention them. Their hospitality is top notch, the breakfast even for a complimentary one, the spread was huuuuuuuge. The lunch and dinner spreads were even huger. The spas, the pool, a mall attached to the hotel, I guess it should take another day to completely explore them. It was an amazing stay after all.




Much love,
Sindhura

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Hey peeps, What's up there?

After quite a hiatus, feels wonderful to post again.

Lets's start the tale, shall we?
Who hasn't travelled in city buses? All of us, right? Like it or not, you cannot ignore the experience. We get to meet lot of people; rude ones, attention seekers, girl with a smiling face, boy whose mobile game mode on, that adamant kid who make you swear not to have kids in your life and what not?! I gonna share some of my experiences travelling in Kolkata bus. And at the end of the day, they brought smile to my lips.

So I have thyroid for the past 10 years and the medication is intake of a tiny tablet every morning before breakfast. That's all and you are ready to face the world. My ideal weight should be 52-55 kgs which I successfully maintained for nearly 9 years. Not deliberately though. My system just refused to gain weight but tummy. And now my weight just shot up to 65 kgs in one year. My mom calls me idly moonji (idly face - just 2 big idlys stuffed inside my mouth on each side). Sometimes she is very concerned that I am exceeding my ideal weight way too much. On the contrary, my MIL likes to see me this fat bahu. To her, the more you weigh, the more happy, healthy and wealthy you are. I never bothered about my weight until I started travelling in Kolkata public buses. So what's motivated me? The seats!! Whoa, the seats of the buses are so long that only one and a half bum (butt cheek) could fit in. The person occupying the window seat occupies 3/4th of the seat and the person sitting on the aisle occupies the remaining space adjusting half bum to sit on that.

the actual space

I am sure I must have gotten lots of blessings from so many people because I always offered my aisle seat. And if I sit next to the window, I am that rude, brutal, arrogant and unkind woman. I try to occupy the 3/4th of the seat and still someone would sit next to me, squeeze me after squeezing themselves to fit in. What if I happen to sit on the aisle? I came up with this hack. Sit sidewards; perpendicular to the person sitting next to you. In this way , you can cover both bums to fit in the seat. You are not comfortable, you sit on the edge of the seat. But that's okay. I can sit with two bums now and this idea is breeze. Like this :

my hack!!!
But wait, the driver brakes the bus and before you realize this, your head bangs on the handle bar and you slide zuuuuing to the front with your bum hitting the front seat after your cheeks. So let's stick to being the one who is kind enough to offer the aisle seat. 

And now I stand up.
A girl steps on my toe's little finger with her block heels.
Me undergoes excruciating pain because just a day ago I hit my little finger on the sides of the table, and just few minutes ago someone else stepped on the same finger with her wedge heels. 

Also Me: Looks at the person who stamped on my little finger. Tries to stare at her. Nope, she just won't see me. My deadly stare gets wasted.
She kisses her fingers and walks off. Seriously? Aren't you supposed to kiss my hurting kutty little finger? Okay Po, I forgive you.



During my initial days in Calcutta I called everyone by 'Sir'; autowala, conductor, grocery shop person, dhobiwala and everyone who are part of my life. That's how we address everyone in Bangalore. And then, my husband told me to address everyone as Dada convincing me that's 'respected Mister' in Bangla. Just utter the word now and feel. So much love and respect oozing out, na. I started addressing everyone as Dada. Coming back to my bus tales, everyone in the bus called me Didi. Didi please move, Didi hold this bag, stuff like that.. I always had this impression that Didi means 'Miss' as opposed to Dada meaning Mister. And now after one year of ignorance, I recently came to know that Didi means elder sister. 
My reaction: What?! Come again!! Yes, Didi means elder sister. 
WTH, I allowed everyone to call me Didi. Right from bus conductor, to senior people asking for my seat, elders to hold their bag, mothers of school kids proclaiming me as Didi to them, same mothers proclaiming me as Didi to their kids also. "Didi hold my Beta's bag", "Beta, sit on Didi's lap" 
My reaction: Dude, I myself am sitting on half bum. Me Looks at Beta and says, "You sit Beta". And then I see the mother taking my seat (WTF, I offered the seat to your Beta) and making her Beta sit on her lap while beta sliding zuuuuing to the front seat before me placing my palm so that her Beta doesn't hit his head. A deadly stare from the mother. (Really? I just saved your son's head). Deadly stare continues......

And by this time the bus unloads half of the passengers at famous stops and me again combing for the window seat. Everyday story and I am loving it.

Lots of love.











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Pic 1 and 2 : My phone
Picture 3 : herohunter.com

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