Come Fly With Us to Singapore and Beyond

All our bags are packed
We're ready to go
We're standing here by the boarding gate
We love to wave to you to say goodbye
We're leaving on a jet plane
(apologies to John D)

We are off and on our way on this world-spanning journey. For those of you, dear readers, who simply get on a plane and go, try this take off:
So, come fly with us:here

For those of you who fancy themselves as aficionados of the aeroplane take off : the building excitement as your plane taxis out, the wonderful feel as the nose rotates up (not down, hopefully), the incredible sense of  power as acceleration pushes you back into your seat check HERE .Follow to the end, its great! **

So, come fly with us. We have brand new 10-year passports, absolutely unused. (Yes, we know, at our age ten years does seem a tad excessive, hey, but optimistic). So far we have one fellow traveler, Jan, an olde Maleny friend, joining us for the first leg to sensible Singapore, then she's off to Barcelona.

Now its up, up and away  click the link
(hint: allow a few minutes for this little old gem)

Well, here we are at incredible Singapore. Changi Airport, the beautiful drive into downtown, the amazing architecture (isn't the ship in the sky just stunning), the cheap fast food markets, the cleanliness, the hotels, and the friendly people.

Now Val and I didn't want to upset the oh-so-very-sensible Singapore authorities; we didn't want to upset that feeling of peace and order on this beautiful island. We researched. We know what not to do:

No way are we going to run around naked in our own Singapore flat. No way are we going to carry a durian on public transport, (in fact, no way am I going to carry a durian at all, let alone eat one, they stink!). These are just two of 10 worst things one should NOT do least one upsets that peace and order. Here's another one: no buying booze after 10:30. Buy before 10:30 and have a party in your flat, but no taking  your shoes off...no,no!

So that you can be well briefed for a visit, dear reader, HERE are the ten naughty things you MUST NOT DO in incredible Singapore.

It's getting late so Val and I and, of course, our virtual fellow traveler, Jan, are out searching for dinner, a cheap dinner, and we have found just the place. Line up with us at this Michelin starred street food vendor HERE

Food again folks. Its morning and Jan has this burning desire to dine with orangutans at the famous Singapore Zoo.

That's not me with the bald head. Val and Jan and I are just off camera. (Its so hard to get a stranger to take the picture you really want, isn't it!)

Boarding in a day or two for our Lufthansa flight to Frankfurt. Looking forward to it. See you there.

A second fellow traveler has just joined the expedition. My mate, Ian, hit me with a pike because our flight to Singapore didn't take off on schedule, but he still wanted a ticket....bloody cheek!!

FAKE NEWS alert: Some of you with long memories of my much earlier blog (Postcard from La Charente) may just note that the pic of us departing (above, with our own in-flight snack) is actually us arriving at our long term house exchange at "Le Petit Maine" in France, 2014.

** PS Once, many years ago, in a much earlier life (was I ever 30?), your author was invited to stand behind the two pilots in the cockpit of a RAAF C-130 Hercules as it came in to land at RAAF Base Laverton. Now that was scary. Steep approach, runway looming up at a rather (to me) alarming rate, late flare out and speedy touch down. And they say rank has its privileges! New thought: maybe they did it on purpose.