Woke up to at least a little blue sky! Went to the post office to send a small package. Not much different from any other post office I've ever been in - a long line. Walked down the road towards the harbor. Dropped a couple rolls of film off to be developed, then headed for Chinatown.
China town proved to be a little more colorful, but same concept as little India - it's been restored and I have a feeling that the rent increases that came with restoration probably drove most of the ethnic color somewhere else. There are a few shopping complexes here that are excellent though. They were obviously very nice shopping malls that are past their prime. Dripping water, exposed wiring, plywood floors, and free flow construction of ramshackle stalls make it feel a bit like a cross between South Coast Plaza and an West African market. The predominant smells are a mingle of spice and incense - just right for Chinatown. Most of the original store space is taken by medical offices (Acupuncturists, reflexologists, and massage therapists).
My goal was to continue towards the harbor and to catch the aerial tram to Sentosa island. Once again things didn't go as planned. As I got near the tram it started to rain again. It was hard, nothing like the other day, but still enough to soak me. I headed back to Chinatown and took refuge in one of the shopping plazas (I think the Peoples Complex) - an expensive move, I ended up buying a logging depth gauge for diving! I had hoped for the rain to stop so I could maybe catch a taxi to the tram and then continue on - no luck. And the taxi lines were so long (40 - 50 people) that I had to walk all the way back to city center.
At Hunan IT I jumped on the internet for an hour to waste time before picking up my photos. The pictures were Ok, nothing to exciting. The two rolls included photos from Iceland, Morocco, Mauritius, and Madagascar. I think my best rolls (Iceland / Morocco) already got sent home or are still in the camera (Madagascar). I got email from my friends Chris and Chanthu - the reason I went back to the US this last time was for their wedding - they're in Southern Malaysia - very near to here. I tried to call them at their hotel but they were on the phone - so close!
I then did the most touristy thing one can do in Singapore. I went to the grand Raffels Hotel and had a Singapore Sling at the infamous Long Bar. This is technically the only place in the world you can have a legitimate one. It was good, but not up to the hefty S$20 price tag. Exquisite bar though - very colonial - with the exception of all the tourists. Nice touch is the peanut shells thrown on to the marble floor - very un-Singaporean!
Tried calling Chris and Chanthu again - now they're out. Went back to my hotel and hung out reading and trying to call them. Finally got through to them around midnight. Talked to them for about twenty minutes and made arrangements to try and meet tomorrow in Malaysia. The usual hour plus bath (I'm going to miss this tub!) then bed.