Singapore: Hella Nice

I found hell.
It is more comfortable than you’d think, but is also cringingly uncomfortable at times. This isn’t a discovery of complaint, but a discovery of warning, so you know what will happen if you forgot to say that quick prayer before you got hit by that raging case of SARS.

It looks nice. The internet is free, the carpet is fancy. The chairs are new age looking with new age looking short tables to go with them. Of course the food is expensive, it is hell. Tons of expensive designer stores that people actually buy stuff from .It has a Hard Rock Cafe, obviously, it’s hell, but they only play Aerosmith and AC/DC, and loud. Everyone in the premises must wear hiking shoes with travel spandex and a Solomon backpack. Ponytails are encouraged.

There is not one single language, there is not one single currency, there is not one single nationality or race. But there seems to be a few more white people. You can come and go as you please, but you will be sucked back in at sometime. Luckily I am only here for twenty hours or so. I could blog infinite blogs from airports. Maybe hell would be good inspiration.

At first glance you think it might be heaven. You can watch the world through the largest LCD 1080p display (thanks Panasonic). It is calm and quiet and warm, with lots of bright lights. But when you look closely, it is obviously not heaven, and it is obviously not part of the earth. Hence, hell.

Now you know what to look for.

Over a Puddle of Jellyfish

What do you wish to get from traveling?

Dang, no one has asked me an actual question before. I say actual question because I recently (just now) decided that a question is something you want an answer to. But I guess I didn’t decide this, the English language did. Something you WANT a question to, not something you ask to be nice or break the silence. Dang.

Seong Bin Lee is a friend from high school. He is a Korean genius that somehow ended up at the pinnacle of education, WCC. His dad is an educated man with a lovely wife and will-be successful kids, Bin and older sister Seong Un. He asked me this over supper, seated on our asses eating jellyfish and octopus parts. I answered quickly with an answer about learning and other nonsense, but was sure to tell him of my imminent enrolment to a prestigious University so I can really APPLY myself. That may have been a lie.

I change my mind more than I change my underwear, and I can tell you, I change my mind about once a week. Right now my mind is made up to fly to India with the new Indian couple in front of me. They smell like the best parts of the country, and look like they are on a first date so it could be a honeymoon. What a perfect country.

Oh yeah, When I figure out answer to his question I’ll be sure to get back to you via blog and/or inspirational book.