Singapore, take 1

Ok, so here is singapore, take one:

I was in singapore some time back, and sadly cannot find any record of it in any email correspondance. Actually, I've been in s'pore 3 times, and the last time was probably the best. Well, it was actually EASILY the best, but that is another story for another day! Maybe in a few days time (is there a time travel device around?) anyway.

In s'pore I stayed with... wait, let me recap today's events, as they are exciting too!

I am in mumbai (bombay) and go to see the Indian Gateway monument (sans camera, clever me). Nice as it is, I am slightly pestered by the various peddlers and whatnot - but after Camboooodia, they are nothing but dust in the eye. Heck, even the children weren't as dangerously chatty as the kids in Ankor Wat. As I am wandering about, a blond white chap walks up and tries to initiate conversation. Now, between you and me, dear blog, I really don't like guys initiating conversation with me. I don't particularly like women doing it either - if I'm going to talk to someone, I like to choose them out myself. This gives me the chance to suss them out, and limits my liability to con artists. I like to think this, anyway.
So I am just picking up my walking pace to move from saunter to amble, when he says those little words everyone wants to hear: "want to be in a Bollywood film?" Well now, who can say no to such an offer? I can't, so I get his details and arrange to meet tomorrow (with some other people he's convinced) at a nearby Maccas. I have little idea of the particulars, except I get to put my well honed dancing moves to practice, and have an offer of 500 rupees and lunch & drinks. What a bargain!

Ok then, let's see what I can rustle up about singapore!

I stay with my cousin Vasan and his delightful wife Jen, and two gorgeous girls, Amisha and Anjali. And the maid, called Davi. The apartment is nice, as befitting my cousin, and quite near all the action of s'pore. And what action there is! It's more action packed than last action hero combined with the wild roundhouse kicks of Chuck Norris. And that's action packed.

Things I did in s'pore #1
Partied at MOS
Partied in other places
Nearly got in a fight with an old white guy
Ate yummy food
Avoided India to go to Thailand

Let's go through those things one by one, shall we? In the first instance, I met up with some expat college girls at New Asia Bar (highly recommended for anyone partying anywhere), and then went with them to MOS. Where, good golly miss molly, those girls par-TAY-d. I mean, there was hip grinding, and girl-on-andrew-on-girl dancing, and girl-on-girl dancing, and then the bar staff got involved. They were sparying us with water, lighting flames and firing them everywhere... that night, I think we really were the MOS party. Random dudes were (literally) coming up to me and "just wanting to shake my hand". Craziest party night. Ever. Actually, that's how my sister talks, with the whole "ever" or otherwise definitely final tone and words. It's pretty fun, actually. No, wait, wrong tone. It's the most fun you could have. Ever.

The next on the list is fairly obvious, so we'll skip past it to:

Partying at New Asia Bar two days later. Well now, after the prevous times fun, who wouldn't go back to New Asia Bar? I did! And it was there that I was hit on by a pretty (but very very drunk) girl, who I had to drag (really) to her friends to get them to realise that she was well past the "it's all fun" and more into the "fun with stomach pump" time of the night.
After that, I see an attractive girl who is dancing with some old old dude. Now, before this, I'd been chatting to some guy - the VP of some logistics company whose name I actually have forgotten - and this is relevant. I go up to dance with the girl, and the old dude, get this, tells me to "f*ck off, I'm dancing with her" and other gems along the line of "she's mine". So I do what any other guy would do when threatened by someone 3/4 their size and 3 times their age - I ignore him. At which point, he starts threatning to hit me (a little weird - this is s'pore after all), and the girl goes off - to talk to Mr VP. So I wander up there too, and when Mr Pugnacious sees that I know mr vp, he walks up, introduces himself and then leaves. Turns out he's a married dude who works at the company. And he's not married to the girl, who had no idea that he was trying to hit on her. A weird night indeed.

Other things I did: a fun balloon ride, the capturing of what was thought to be a lost childhood moment, and children's tv. If these topics sound boring... they're not. But I'm rushing off to dinner, so they'l have to wait!

Chow for now!