I don't suppose Howard and I imagined that we'd be spending New Year on the roof top of a penthouse appartment in Singapore. Better still overlooking the city and the fireworks. However, with the help of Kate and Nick (and more importantly their nanny), there we were. Plenty of time to talk nonesense and drink too much.
It definitely felt
like a big release to finally be in transit, after all those months of planning and organisation. Singapore was the perfect place to start our adventure, a really easy place to spend time. Clean, efficient, child friendly, most people speak English, and nice climate. I don't think we'd have found it so stress free if it wasn't for Kate and Nick taking us under their wing, and Thomas for sharing his toys with Carys.Sing is a mere 12 hours from Heathrow, 15 if you count the time they spent trying to fix the fridges on the new A380 (they even tried rebooting the aircraft by powering down all the systems, before resorting to getting some extra ice). We spent the flight in comfort, having got Evan wedged into his bassinet. With hundreds of hours of inflight entertainment to pick from, Carys watched the same episode of Dora the Explorer about 10 times, before conking out like a lamb.
We saw all the highli
ghts of Singapore; the zoo, the aquarium, the swimming pool and of course Raffles. We had the obligatory and delicious Raffles Singapore sling, except Nick, who having b
een up drinking all night, indulged in a nice cup of Earl Grey tea.
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