The door of the plane opened and we were hit by a 30 degree heat saturated with humidity, it was 8.50am. The Singapore airport is renowned to be one of the best in the world, so we had high expectations as we were whisked over the travelaters, listening to the plinky plunky music. The airport is indeed a nice place. I enjoyed my first hot coffee since wearing out Steve's coffee grinder during our lovely stay with them. The second coffee, (we stopped off on the way to the other terminal, okay?!) burnt my throat out. Such is life. Singapore, being a small, peninsula, city-country, has an efficient public transport network. The train metro network is called the MRT. This is complemented by an equally efficient bus network. We took the MRT to our digs in
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