The folks at Gold Class better start fluffing those blankets and stocking up on bubbles and truffle fries right now. Because – love it or hate it – this is gonna be huge. Who else is a tiny bit excited?
Singaporeans love their babies. And, as we recently discovered, their babies love nothing more than a nice, relaxing soak in the hot tub.
Occasionally, when we need a bit of a pick me up, a snigger or a cheap thrill, we head to Japanese bargain store Daiso – where for just $2, you can get whatever you’re after…
Here at Textpat Towers, we appreciate the small pleasures in life: a good cup of coffee, or the laughter of a child. But nothing brings us as much joy as the glory of Mother Nature bursting forth from a bud. (Especially if that glory is free, and appeals to our puerile humour…)
It’s easy to fall into a rut no matter where you live, and even more so when you live in a well-insulated and very comfy little Expat Bubble. Pretty soon one finds oneself eating at the same places, talking to the same people, doing the same thing, week after week. So every once in a while, one of us really tries to break free and try something new. Often, it’s wonderful and fascinating and enlightening. And sometimes we end up running back to our Bubble and cowering inside…
You’ll often hear expats here saying that Singapore has ‘everything’. And it really does – if by ‘everything’ you mean ‘everything you could ever hope for from a tiny tropical country sitting smack on the Equator’. Just occasionally, tho, it would be nice if ‘everything’ didn’t include ferocious prehistoric beasts who are adverse to day-trippers…
