Saturday, July 21, 2012

A BRIEF REPRIEVE - SINGAPORE

We took the short flight (about 1 1/2 hours) from Penang back to Singapore. The photo below was on the door of the Penang airport.  The fruit really does smell horribly - a little like weak sewage.  It's suppose to taste delicious, but I'm not sure how you'd get beyond the stench.


  Fortunately, when we got to the Silkair terminal, Charlie asked if our bags could be checked through to LA.  The answer was yes, and even better, we got boarding passes for our next two flights.  When we got to the airport we thought we knew the drill.  Terminal 2 - windowless room - but we weren't completely correct.  Our last night in Singapore was in Terminal 3.  We arrived at about 11:15 and discovered our room was for 12 hours.  Since our flight the next morning was at 7:10, and the earliest we would head for the plane would be 5, we couldn't check in yet.  You could, we found, rent the rooms by the hour, and we could extend our time, but that seemed peculiar.  (Kind of like the rooms along Colorado that the ladies of the night use for a quickie.)  We could, however, check our carry-on bags into a check-in place for the afternoon, which we did.  Kind of an hourly hotel for carry-ons.

We then went off to take our free Singapore tour from the airport.  Fortunately, this was only possible if we had boarding passes for our next flight.  Hurray!  We did. We took the 4 pm tour.  In order to leave the airport we had to go through immigration, which we did, and then were herded onto buses.  Singapore has a lot of rules.  This tour was also very tightly controlled.  If it began to rain, we wouldn't be let off the bus.  Fortunately, it only drizzled, so we were allowed a brief walk-about.




The photo below was taken from the bus.  The buildings were in the China town portion of Singapore and were very much like the buildings we saw in Penang.


When we got to Terminal 3, we teased the Ambassador Transit Hotel folks about a window.  Surprise! You could get a window, but it would face the runway.  Lots of people who were there for a quick night's sleep didn't want any noise.  Charlie and I are such airport junkies that a runway view seemed nifty - chose the window.  Truthfully, like the old Motel 8 ads used to say, when the lights are out, all rooms look the same.

Two easy flights back to LA.  We're home


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