Singapore has been our resting place for the past few days as we prepare ourselves, both mentally and physically for our journey through Africa. We reside in Little India and spend our days traipsing across the various districts of the city; China Town, Arab street, the ritzy Marina and the shopping mecca Orchard road.Everywhere we go: shops. It seems consumer culture is in its most exaggerated form here, it is a little scary .I find myself dodging street sales people, and gasping over the insane prices people are willing to pay for a label on their bag. If Singapore was only about shopping I would be very put off, but the food, oh the glorious food! Hand stretched noodles made right in front of us, dumplings, frog hot pot, chilli crab, bubble tea, garlic naan, and all kinds of unknown northern and southern Indian delights.
On our first evening we wandered through China Town and came across groups of old men, gathered around tables, playing some form of chess with funny round pieces, identifying themselves with Chinese script. We sat for quite some time, marvelling at the seriousness of the game, the utter silence and concentration.
Tonight we leave for Cape town, via Doha in Qatar. 7 hours to Doha, 7 hours in the airport, and then 9.5 hours to Cape Town. Holy moly!
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