Hot and humid

In my last proper bit of the blog I said that we didn't really know what day it was. Well, this morning, which felt more like last night, we set off to explore our brave new world. 

We went by shuttle bus (free) to the Novina shopping centre nearby. Then we decided to walk to Little India. Well, as the title suggests, it was hot and humid! Halfway between Novina and Little India, we realised that by now we hadn't eaten for almost 8 hours - breakfast has been at 4 o'clock on the plane! 

Luckily we soon (well, a little later than sooner) came across a small eatery in the corner of a shopping mall. Here's Brigid getting some of her strength back with a chicken and rice dish. 

Not that that's what she ordered! We had asked for Laksa which looked good in the picture. However, Laksa is a spicy type of soup and just a little too spicy for a first meal out. Apparently though, not too spicy for me! 

After that we decided to head back to the Novina shopping centre, catch the shuttle bus and return to the hotel. But first, a nice cup of tea! 

Once back in our room, our body clocks shut down for a nice snooze for the afternoon. 

Later, as dusk descended on Singapore, we ventured out again onto the streets. (Sounds a bit like a horror story!) Sorry but we were hungry again! We had intended to go to a renowned chicken and rice restaurant but on the way we passed a food market packed with locals. 

We eventually decided to try a dish of prawn noodles, and boy, was it good! And only 10 dollars for the two of us - that's about £5 in English currency! 

Brigid had only prawns while I had prawns with pork. 

While we were eating, a local couple, mother and son, came and sat at the same table. Well, we thought they were local but she now lives in Hong Kong and he lives in Beijing. By the end of the evening we were old friends. We talked about their family, we talked about their work, we talked about where to go and what to see, we talked about Bradwell and, as quite often happens with us, we talked about religion. The mother, Priscilla, is a Christian and spoke about healing in her life. They shared their water with us and had wanted us to taste a local dish but, sadly, the stall had closed for the night. By that time, so had we! We set off back to the hotel to get yet more sleep. 

Here's the stall where we got the prawns and noodles. 

Just before we crashed out we had a quick look at the gardens next to the hotel. 

And on that note we crashed out for the night.