I am still speechless. Singapore is superlatives over and over. Gorgeous to a point that you question if this is real. Singapore is perfection.
After a six hours bus drive from KL we finally reached the lion city at late evening. It took forever to go through immigration and there was this Chinese couple in front of us eating durian chips all the way… To be honest, I finally started to embrace durian a few days later, but the smell is still really really bad nobody can deny that. Anyway. I was so excited for Singapore for the whole time. I mean what you hear and what you see is just too good to be true. So many art exhibits waiting for me. Singapore seemed like paradise to me. And as we entered the city all these emotions sort of exploded. There were these buildings, lights, bridges like I’ve never seen before.
Singapore is infinity pools on top of skyscrapers, random art sculptures on traffic islands, metro stations cleaner than a filipino hospital, late evening bicycle rides along the bay to marina bay gardens, branches for relaxation in the city center not only equipped with solar cells but with a fan as well. Singapore is a piece of art.
Proudly presenting to you: the cheapest Michelin star-rated dish in the world. We came across it by accident actually. We went to meet a friend in Chinatown when there were tons of people queuing in front of one of the restaurants. It was this hawker’s place turned into a McDonald’s-kind of efficient restaurant after one day in July last year, when the owner was honored with a Michelin star. Apparently the chicken is his signature dish and it only costs 4S$ which is really cheap for Singapore, so I stood in the line patiently. I have to say it was really good, soft, juicy and all that but the hype is definitely over the top. The two girls we shared the table with said it has been their third time here – the other times they were sent away because there were just too many customers. Crazy. Honestly, I don’t think the guy next door does a worse job…