There's not much to say about today. Was up by 7, hit the tram back into the city, decided to "walk" to Southern Cross Station from a random tram stop. Big mistake. I had to drag my luggage across four or five blocks, before locating the bus back to the airport. The ride was uneventful, but despite being two hours early for the flight, the line was massive. I struck up a conversation with an English bloke who had quite an interesting story. Turns out he is a mining engineer on holiday, after having worked the last year in China and Tasmania. His next job? Burkina Faso. I thought that was sweet.
After a few delays, I got on the plane, and we took off for our seven hour flight. It wasn't bad, and they had us in the 'Pore by 5. I sit now waiting for Sarah with little idea of what to think of this country. I saw a lot of flags, some adverts for some kind of patriotic holiday, and that's it. Kind of reminds me of Taiwan so far. But all I've seen is my hostel, the MRT, and well, the airport. More tomorrow, although I'm not sure how often I'll be able to update, considering I don't have an adapter for my laptop. Although getting to see Sarah in t-minus 4 hours is amazing.
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