our soil

Okay, I am six hours behind time, but well: Guys, I'm back! :)

It's a pretty warm feeling to be sitting at the back of a Singapore-registered car, with the usual tropical rain hitting the windscreens, coming down the AYE.

Familiarity hits you back when you see loads of acronyms, the usual ugly-printed carpets that welcome you when you step out of the airplane and down right to the usual blue taxis.

When sitting by the window seat of the airplane, you just smile when you can see Singapore Changi Airport tower from a distance and even better, the many many trees and greenery that weren't so lush where I was just 10 hours ago.

Ruiming and I were just ticking off the list of local food items we haven't eaten since five months ago: nasi lemak, roti prata, proper usual Hainanese chicken rice, laksa, bundung, chee kueh, chee cheong fan, rojak, etc.

We felt like tourists when we passed by the rising Marina Sands Resort, wondering what are those green buildings just by the Singapore Eye, hearing updates on the demise of Jurong Entertainment Centre and the popping up of an apparently, Clementi Shopping Mall.

While Hong Kong cannot be missed, it's a pretty great feeling to be back :)


Once we touched down at the airport, Ruiming and I looked around at all the rather-suspicious-not-Singaporean rushing to get their hand luggage from the above compartments, and whispered: "HA. You guys are the tourists now. Take that!"


I've said this dozens of times, but pictures on past entries will come in, trust me.

Ok after I unpacked my overweight luggage bag and everything else I could bring back :)