We went to the National Museum of Singapore today. There was a great photographic exhibition by an Iranian photographer called Abbas Atar', and the exhibition was focussed on war, the changing world and globalisation. The picture I have shown is a wall crumbling after an act of arson in Belfast.
The museum also contained sections on Singapore life: fashion; food (amusingly there was a "no food" sign) including some smelling exhibits, cinema and photography.
We then went to Raffles Hotel, and put on posh accents to tick off the Singapore Sling part of our itinerary. When staff were present, I ensured that I referred to my friends Tarquin and Bunty.
We finished the day with a good serving of tasty Sushi and other Japanese food.
Tomorrow morning, I see Cathy off at 6am. Then my flight is later after that. My holiday is over. My last words on this blog will be words of warning, taken directly from my departure card for getting out of Singapore...
""DEATH FOR DRUG TRAFFICKERS".
Look after yourselves and each other, stay at school, and help old ladies to cross the road (without leaving them half way). Live long and prosper.