One Night In Singapore
February 5th 2009 Imagine the "oh shit" look on my face when, a week before I was to fly home to New Zealand for two weeks, I discovered that I had a 14-hour stopover in Singapore. Fourteen hours. From 1845 to 0845 the next morning.
What would I do for fourteen hours? The logical thing would be to find somewhere to sleep, but where?
Fortunately, I have a cousin who now lives in Singapore and thanks to
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