Singaporean Jetlag:
So I may have bitched about it in the past, but Asia is far. Damn far. So far in fact that upon arrival it leaves me out of commission for days. When I left on Tuesday morning I had got to the airport in Ontario (California, not Canada) I was about 4 hours early because that’s when Ed could give me a ride on his way to work. When I walked up to the United counter the woman there glared at me and curtly asked “San Francisco?”
“Uh… yeah.”
“We’ll see if we can get you on it…” she replied.
“…but I’m not for four hours…”
Her attitude quickly changed and instead of being angry at my tardiness, she complimented my being early and rushed to put me on an the earlier flight that just seconds before she didn’t think I would make. I guess the 9:55am that I was supposed to be on was gonna be late and I wouldn’t have any connection problems if I jumped right on this one. She rushed my boarding passes out and told me to hurry. And, thus, the never-ending day began.
By never-ending I actually just mean about 27 hours of travel from my door in California to Felicia’s home in Singapore at midnight local time. When I was finally there and had a little while to calm down from all the travel, it was time to crash out for the night, seeing how Felicia had to be off to work in the morning. I didn’t sleep at all that night, my brain being fried from all the traveling. When Felicia headed off the next morning I was still wide awake. I proceeded to unpack and get things in order in my future wife’s 12th floor room. I found that she was worried about me starving and had stocked up prior to my arrival so I wouldn’t be out any of the staples of my diet, primary peanut butter, wheat bread, refried beans, tortillas, tea, and Tim-Tams (The Worlds Most Irresistible Chocolate Biscuit) . Its like a Rob-based natural disaster survival kit!
Thursday and Friday passed quickly with me sleeping through most of the two days, I was able to get a walk around a bit and find Pasir Ris Park (my new neighborhood) and shopping center. Felicia had also saved me some Mooncakes from the recent Mooncake Festival, Yum! (sorry Ed).
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Someone in my Chen Taiji class brought mooncakes the day of the festival. Yummm!!!
Mooncakes and Tim-Tams. Talk about heaven…
Lovely women, 12th floor, a/c, utilities , food, entertainment, ground transportation, all paid and mooncakes !??!!
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Hey Sarah, I suppose we are all getting a “surprise” of baked goods for Christmas !!!
:::::VIVA SINGAPORE:::::
I got me my Mooooncaaakes! : )