I was up early this morning to get a bag of clothes dropped off with a laundry service. I haven't had a tub or an adequate sink for washing in a while, so it's kind of a must-do while I can. While my laundry was being washed, I wandered around and came upon a restaurant that looked pretty busy. I had a fantastic Vietnemese lunch of pho and tofu spring rolls, and people watched for a bit, on the busy street. I've been surprised by the amount of men missing limbs from land mines here in Cambodia, left over from the war. These men are normally either being wheeled around in carts with no legs, or have no arms/hands (or are missing arms and legs), and have scars all over their bodies. They display signs about land mines and are selling trinkets or books to generate income since they are unable to work. These men were normally farmers working their fields when they'd inadvertently set off a still active mine. It's truly astonishing how many of these men there are and the fact that there are still mines out there yet to kill or dismember, or God willing, be discovered by one of the groups that search for and disarm them. So sad.
I made it to the airport slightly wet from the rainy tuk tuk ride. A quick two hour flight and I was in the megatropolis, Singapore.
I met a nice girl from New York also traveling solo, and we boarded the train together bound for the downtown/Chinatown area where we'd find our hostel.
We had a very pricey dinner of plain steamed rice and shared spring rolls. Singapore is incredibly expensive, especially compared to some it's neighboring countries. My bunk in a 6 bed hostel is more than I've paid for most of my hotel rooms or bungalows. :/
We decided to walk from downtown to the marina area to see the iconic 3-tower building that looks like it has a cruise ship sitting on top.
It's amazing how clean and modern this city is. Chewing gum is against the law, and there are signs everywhere reminding people not to litter, as it is strictly enforced. Speaking of strictly enforced - during the the boarding process on the plane, they run through the normal announcements, and then drop a shocking line... "Trafficking drugs is illegal and is punishable by death." Yikes.
Explored up and down some streets of downtown until it was time to call it a night. My flight to Bali is early tomorrow.
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