Thursday - A Singapore Weekend from Manila
A Singapore Airlines flight – very nice free champagne and the best landing ever. I am very pleased with myself until I check my belongings in the arrivals hall and find both my purse and diary missing. that takes a while to sort.
Then a taxi into the city. The hotel is lovely and I can’t get over the cleanliness and order after Manila. There are lane markings and everyone overtakes on the outside. The Chinese staff in the hotel though are not nearly as welcoming as the Filipinos. The hotel is on the river and has about 40 floors - fabulous views.
Friday - Raffles
Work today and then the biggest treat - being taken out to dinner at colonial and newly renovated Raffles Hotel. First the obligatory Singapore Sling in the Long Bar which still has peanut shells all over the floor. Next a buffet meal in the Tiffin Room which specializes in lots of lightly spiced dishes. You can eat as much as you want. It's very good and very opulent.
Saturday - Shopping
I meet a friend of a friend, Claudia, outside Scott’s shopping centre. My taxi driver informs me that this is the most expensive shopping in Singapore and the tenth most expensive in the world and that I should go to Chinatown instead. No doubt he has a brother with a shop there. Claudia is delightful – a very mature 22. She takes me through all the malls in Orchard Road and I stock up on salad cream, Branston pickle, shampoo, shaving foam, shortbread and CDs unobtainable in Manila (some items have been ordered by colleagues). Then on the bus to Holland Village and a complex of little Asian shops full of furniture and embroidered clothes. The latter are irresistible and I buy a waistcoat and a dress.
Claudia has a barbecue to go to and I can hardly carry anything else, so back to the hotel and then a walking tour of nearby Chinatown, full of enticing little shops – very cheap. A tailor tries to sell me a beautiful Shantung suit – only £450, handmade to fit. I buy a blue elephant sarong for £3 instead.
Saturday Evening - The Swiss Club and Anywhere
I have been invited to have dinner with Claudia’s parents at the Swiss Club out in the jungle edge of Singapore Island. Claudia’s father is Swiss, her mother Indian. These people I do not know welcome me and buy me dinner though I have to resist the local special – pork knuckle with sauerkraut. A beautiful chalet setting under the palms with an ancient billiard table. Five minutes after arriving an Indian called Rajat invites me to go to a nightclub with him.
The club is called Anywhere – stuck on the top floor corner of a mall, but packed with expats. It is run by the band themselves, called Tanya, playing good rock music (old stuff of course) and with a lead singer who is a cross dresser with very long false eyelashes. I have a great time dancing and trying to be sociable with the two other Swiss who are with us, but the music is too loud to talk. Rajat turns out to be a brilliant cliché. Married, but his wife does not understand him - they lead separate lives. Can he come in for coffee? Just coffee – we don’t have to do anything else. How quaint.
Sunday - Clarke Quay
There is just time to wander along the river and around the shops on humming Clarke Quay and Boat Quay before Claudia arrives to take me back to the airport and Manila again.