After yesterdays bite of the chocolate, we are now Star Trek style transported back to Singapore…(Bloggers prerogative LOL) .
The photos of our arrival into Changi Airport are a little deceptive, yes it’s daytime and the sun is shining, but it’s very late in the afternoon and this is the tropics and the switch from day to night is swift.. no lingering dusk when you live near the Equator.
The whole process from day to night takes 15-20 minutes. By the time we got to the baggage hall I estimate that light must have been fading fast, because our taxi journey to Sentosa Island was done completely in the dark.
We are tired and wishing for a bite to eat, but also want a little fresh air after ten hours in the plane so we dump the bags in the room, and head out to a place just down the hill on the beach where we know from last trip that there are a little group of restaurants.
Sadly it’s now later enough in the day that when we get there, all but one of them are closed, the one that’s still open has a minuscule selection of food but we are only after a snack so this will do.
Himself goes gleefully for an old time favourite: fresh coconut, top lopped of the shell, straw in… The snack consists of a baguette style bread with a melted cheese, ham, pineapple and tiny bit of onion topping… good enough for this tired moment. The snack is ok… nothing startling or exciting but it’s enough.
Better was the free kid entertainment: the shadows of the wild gecko’s running up the outside glass walls, nimbly nabbing moths attracted by the lights inside. I take photos but it’s hopeless, it’s so dark and they are so high up the walls that I only end up with shaky smudges of images, and not even anything recognizable as a gecko. One experience etched into the memory instead of the camera chip.
It’s amazing what a difference an hour makes… and the heat… we started out tired but not tired (you know how this feels…, if you keep going you are fine and you don’t think you are tired, but if you stop you’ll fall asleep).
Now we get back into into the hotel and it all catches up with us and we are suddenly desperately sleepy… it’s all we can do to grab toothbrushes and PJ’s and the bedtime routine doesn’t even include a story tonight, the kids being thankfully too tired to care that it’s missing.
Sunrise like sunset will be swift, and tomorrow is another day…