First day in Singapore

Good evening; which is really midday in Sweden.

We start of with a six hour flight to Doha, floor beneath us packed with bags and jackets which left little room for the feet to stay comfortable, and with a kid behind me kicking my spine from time to time whilst the mother came with negligent excuses ("no, he's not doing it."). A couple of movies, surprisingly eatable food and at last stretching the legs for three hours.

Four hours, the plane was delayed. We both had a sandwich and talked with a seventy years old lady from Sweden about her, us and the adventures of travelling. Back on the plane, there was a lot of empty seats, no kids and even lounge music throughout the plane as everybody got seated. Deciding to stay awake until the food was served we watched movies that would keep the sleepy eyes awake. And after the second plane meal of chicken and rice (you could choose between two dishes) we cuddled up with the given socks, neck-pillows, sleeping masks and a blanket. Of and on we slept until we woke up to the sound of "we will shortly land in Singapore"!

Getting of the plane was easy, and the airport was just another airport, though I've never seen signs with Chinese symbols before. I was not sure if the airport was so huge that the people looked so small, or if they actually were this tiny and I was really this tall. Difficult situation.

Smooth through the immigration, we only got stopped to fill out the address. The luggage was there waiting for us when we came and we had nothing to declare, but the bags went through a scan and they got confused about one item in one bag. Our large portable charger. This is weird because the same thing happened in Sweden when we travelled to New York in November. It seems that even in this highly technological and super-modern country, no one has seen anything like our charger.

We took a taxi with IKEA-hull to the address at Alexis Towers, met an agent who showed us to the apartment and talked about it for a few minutes. He was also very tiny. I'm suspecting this is something that we'll have to get used to. Even though we were tired we went out, IKEA being just across the street and we needed new pillows (good nights-sleep is important the first night in a new country), adapters, umbrellas and shower gel.

There's a mall across from IKEA where we bought some essentials and also ate lunch in the food court. Some sea food noddles with scary looking little octopuses. John ate chicken and rice in pepper sauce (I resisted since I had already been eating two of those meals). It rained a little today and even without umbrellas we survived.

Sat in front of the TV for a while to relax for a moment, but I almost fell asleep sitting up so I cuddled down in the sofa and took a fifteen minute nap. After that John woke me and we got up and out to eat dinner. "Fighting against tiredness and jetlag, one must eat at the right times" he said and we shared a large Subway sandwich.

Trying to stay awake as long as we could we decided to check out the pool area at the roof. Not-that-cold water, long pool that stretches the house length, three jacuzzis and a mini-gym. There is also a barbecue area.

This is our home for the coming month. After that we will see, we will find something that we can call ours. Until then,

have it good!