Day 91 - Singapore

Well, another day of doing not a lot. It was a heavy, hot day, and most of us at the hostel spent the day spread on the sofas alternatively sweating and shivering (rotating fans). For lunch we went to uncle's, for Ice Kacang - a mountain of shaved ice covered in fresh fruits and syrup. Delicious and refreshing and great to counter the weather. Afterward we got to try Durien (see right - yes, it tastes about as appetising as it looks) - Singapore's favourite fruit - with the "consistancy of a cow-pat, the smell of a poorly maintained public convenience". This is no exaggeration. The carrying of durien fruits has actually been banned on public transport due to it's pervasive, unpleasant odour. As you can imagine - it doesn't taste too delicious. That said, it wasn't utterly disgusting either, simular to custard, but with a wierd, funky aftertaste. Uncle, the charming proprieter of the ice bar (one of those wonderful people who obviously enjoys and takes great pride in his work) tells us that the saying is that if you like the flavour, you will be back to Singapore; either for an extended visit or to live here. Lets just say there's no worries of that happening.

Dinner was stir-fry veg from the cafe on the corner (again), and yet another movie from the dvd cabinet. A whole bunch of people from the hostel left today to catch their various flights, which was sad, but I now have a whole bunch of email addresses of people to visit when I go to oz - yay.