Singapore
As the wheels of the plane touched down on the tarmac in Singapore,
I couldn't help but feel a jolt of excitement at the thought of
immersing myself in a whole new world. Stepping into the bustling
airport, I was surrounded by a vibrant mix of cultures and
nationalities, each adding its own unique flavour to the atmosphere.
After grabbing some local currency, I made a beeline for a SIM card
and then hailed a taxi to whisk me away to Tree in Lodge Hostel, a
gem known for its warm welcome to cyclists like me.
Upon arrival, the hostel owner, SK, greeted me with a genuine smile,
despite the late hour. It turns out he's a dedicated cyclist who once
pedalled all the way from Finland to Singapore. He even went out of
his way to help me lug my bike and gear inside. His kindness
instantly made me feel at home in this unfamiliar, yet fascinating,
land.
Singapore
The next morning, I emerged from my cosy hostel room well past
midday. I set off through the immaculate streets and orderly suburbs
of Singapore, making my way to vibrant Chinatown.
The place was a feast for the senses, with enticing aromas wafting
from street food stalls and an array of intriguing, dried goods on
display - from seahorses to flying lizards. Among the gleaming
skyscrapers, the old Chinese shophouses stood proudly, showcasing
their vibrant colours and intricate designs.