Singapore I thought Singapore would have ultra modern, sparkling clean hostels...no, it was a run down shoebox, toilet doors broken and a busy noisy Little India below. I felt rather disorientated and lonely when I awoke, realising Alysha was already at home, but once I had asked the very friendly lady at reception where to go, I was fine. She was so helpful and took me through a walking route of the city, she told me where I could stop for spicy Indian ice cream and which Temples I shouldn't miss out. A guy I had met on the plane, Morgan from France, who decided to follow me to the hostel, accompanied me and we set off around Little India. The smells are both amazing and gut wrenching. The tiny streets are crammed with shops bursting
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