Singapore is expensive.
Bill Gates has to wait .000435 seconds before he can afford a beer, that's how!
A Singaporean man yelled at us for bringing a dog into the park with monkeys everywhere. "It upsets them," he said. We left right before the alpha-monkey made the first strike. The sign had a dog within a circle. We thought that meant allowed. There was no cross-through.
I ate at a hawker run by a single mom, a blind guy, a metal-challenged teenager, and an autistic girl. Dignity Diner, it was called. It was the only hawker cart open at 11am.
I murdered two Subway subs. In Subways in Singapore, the drink refill machine is easily accessible to the patrons seated in the restaurant area. In Subways in Singapore, refills cost $1.
The subway warned me that it would be a challenge in enter the car from one specific door. Easiest thing I'd ever done.
I ate a durian. Including the part I probably wasn't supposed to eat. It was vile.
In Indonesia I didn't do anything.
Right after that, a chili crab craw slipped out of my hand and rocketed towards my clean blue shirt at a very high velocity and, upon impact, splattered all over to make a very clear "I just vomited on myself" statement.
Don't worry. I wasn't wearing the suit yet.
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