The Itinerary

Ports of Call: Fort Lauderdale, Florida, US; Isla Catalina, Dominican Republic; Kralendijk (Bonaire), Antilles; Oranjestad, Aruba; San Blas Islands, Panama; Enter Panama Canal Cristobal; Cruising Panama Canal; Exit Panama Canal Balboa; Fuerte Amador, Panama; Nuku Hiva, French Polynesia; Avatoru, Rangiroa, French Polynesia; Papeete, French Polynesia; Bora Bora, French Polynesia; Rarotonga, Cook Islands; Cross International Dateline; Nuku' Alofa, Tonga; Lautoka, Fiji; Easo, Lifou, New Caledonia; Noumea, New Caledonia; Brisbane, Australia; Sydney, Australia; Hamilton Island, Australia; Townsville, Australia; Cairns, Australia; Thursday Island, Queensland AU; Komodo Island, Indonesia; Benoa (Denpasar), Bali; Pare Pare, Sulawesi, Indonesia; Hong Kong, China; Da Nang, Vietnam; Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam; Sihanoukville, Cambodia; Ko Kood, Thailand; Bangkok, Thailand; Singapore; Porto Malai, Langkawi, Malaysia; Phuket, Thailand; Cochin, India; Mumbai (Bombay), India; Dubai, United Arab Emirates; Khasab, Oman; Muscat, Oman; Salalah, Oman; Safaga, Egypt; Aqaba (for Petra), Jordan; Sharm el Sheik, Egypt; Sohkna (Cairo), Egypt; Enter Suez Canal at Suez; Daylight transit Suez Canal; Exit Suez Canal at Port Said; Ashdod (Jerusalem), Israel; Haifa, Israel; Bodrum, Turkey; Kusadasi (Ephesus), Turkey; Kerkira, Corfu, Greece; Dubrovnik, Croatia; Triluke Bay, Croatia; Venice, Italy

Sunday, March 31, 2013

Cochin, India


Cochin is a thriving, palm-fringed port city with one of the world’s finest harbors, located on the Southern Malabar Coast.  Cochin is located in Kerala, one of India’s most densely populated states and claims the highest literacy rate of 96% in the country.  Sixty percent of the population is Hindu, and there are also four Roman Catholic sects.  India has 1.2 billion people and will surpass China as the most populous country in 2035. 

Cochin has been a stopping point for trading as early as the 10th century BC.  From the 15th century onward the port saw the comings and goings of the Portuguese, Dutch, Chinese and British.  The Portuguese settled in the area in the early 1500s, then the Dutch forced the Portuguese out and started the Dutch East India Company in 1602, and then by 1684, the British India Company was formed and forced the Dutch out.  All this was over the spice trade.  In 1947, Britain withdrew from India and it became a republic in 1950.

India is a very interesting country.  They are modernizing their infrastructure at a rapid pace.  In Cochin, there are new bridges and high rise condos, and a modern updated port for big ships.  India needs electricity and there just isn’t enough of it.  If the monsoon rains don’t come, then there isn’t enough water to make electricity from the dams so they are collaborating with the Russians to build nuclear power plants.  There is the new city on one side of the harbor, and the old city on the other.  The old city is shabby, full of trash and derelict looking; at the same time, there are some beautiful and well maintained buildings.  Manufacturing is down because of the unions.  India produces and exports rubber, fish and spices such as peppers, cardamom; in fact, 72 commercial spices are grown and exported.  They are even building a new aircraft carrier. 

The weather here is miserable most of the time.  In the summer months (April and May), the average temperature reaches 104° with 100% humidity.  They need the power for air-conditioning!  Today, we were fortunate as the temperature was only around 91° with 60% humidity. 

There are approximately 1,652 dialects in India and English is widely spoken.  The word Taj means town.  Indians love spicy foods.  According to our guide, the sacred cow is nothing more than a “political creation.”  They love to eat beef.

Cute child we saw

Cochin is a cluster of islands and peninsulas, and the Coast Guard and Navy have offices here.  Today, we took a harbor tour and saw many colorful fishing boats as well as derelicts.  Some of them looked like they could sink any minute, while others were clean and sported some fancy paint jobs.  The boat we rode on was old and shabby, but at least there was a cover over the top deck to keep the direct sun off of us.  Cheap plastic chairs were lined against and lashed to each side railing.  We cruised by some islands, yawn, and saw how some of the fishing people lived.  I managed to get a shot of a woman doing laundry by throwing the clothes against the rocks.  They may have an emerging economy, but plainly, there are many that have not or never will be a part of it.  There is plenty of poverty and homelessness here.

New city of Cochin

New mixed in with the old

This is the type of boat we rode on for our harbor tour

This is the boat we road on

Fishing village

Some of the poorly maintained fishing boats

Fishing boats in harbor for Easter Sunday; this is mostly a Catholic village

No washing machine for this woman

Great arms for the pounding against the rocks

Colorful fishing boat

Fishing boat underway

The highlight of the boat ride was to see the Chinese fishing nets.  They lined the shore at the entrance to the harbor.  These are fixed, cantilevered structures suspended over the sea and operated from shore by teams of up to six men.  One our last visit here, I saw them operated from shoreside and the fishermen had a great gig going:  let the tourists pay $1 for the privilege of operating them.   The fisherman made money and got fish without having to lift a finger.  Ain’t capitalism grand?!  They are fascinating to watch:  counterbalanced by stones attached with ropes, the fishermen walk along the beam causing the net to dip into the sea, and after a few minutes it is hauled up.

Chinese fishing nets

Raising the net

Chinese fishing nets

Upon returning to shore from our little cruise, we went to the Taj Malabar Hotel where we saw a 45 minute Kathakali performance.  This was a beautiful old hotel from the British era; the ceiling woodwork was magnificent and this is what you think of when you see old movies from the day of British colonialism.  We were served a few snacks and then sat down to view one of the weirdest theatrical performances I have ever seen.

One man was the moderator and drummer and another man, dressed as a woman with very heavy make-up came out and did a little warm up routine of rolling his eyeballs and raising his eyebrows in time to the drumming.  Oh, my aching head – our western ears are not meant for these sounds.  Then he added blinking eyes and mouth expressions.  After about five minutes of this stuff, he then went on to demonstrate the nine human emotions of love, contempt, sorrow, anger, courage, fear, revulsion, wonder, and tranquility.  At no time was a voice used, there were no spoken words, just facial expressions and body movement.  Most mothers that I know already use this technique, you know, THE LOOK.  Mom could say a whole range of things, most of which are not fun or nice, with just THE LOOK.

Greetings y'all

Demonstrating fear

The good boy in the story

He then demonstrated concepts.  We were then ready for the real performance.  You know it:  the girl looks fine, flirts with the good boy, but good boy is not easily taken in with the evil girl, yada yada yada.  We then watched a 30 minute or so performance of this tale.  We were very fortunate in that most performances of this type last for half a day; they usually start at 6pm in the evening and go all night not ending until the next morning.  Here’s a little demo of the concept:  "come here and take a seat."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iYbDYZC6VQs



We got back to the ship in time for lunch, and spent the afternoon at the pool.


Friday, March 29, 2013

Cruising the Indian Ocean


It has been a busy few days at sea. The seas have been uncommonly flat and all I can say after 25,000 miles and 82 days at sea, this has been unusual.  One can hardly believe that we are actually at sea and not in a stationary hotel. 

There have been plenty of lectures (which we cannot attend because they are during bridge time) and events happening, so we have had little down time. Our bridge time consists of prep time for Michael from 8 am to 9 am, then we have classes from 10 am to noon; the game goes from 2pm until 5pm.  Then we fit mealtime in between the bridge and that leaves about two hours for free time.  This is our schedule on sea days.  On port days, we do not have bridge duties.

The weather has been a big factor in this part of the world.  Most people I have talked to have really been impacted by the heat and humidity.  The air feels so heavy that it is like there is not enough oxygen to breathe. Unless you are accustomed to this type of weather, I find it is very stressful on the body -- not to mention the need to take multiple showers, which means my hair takes a beating with all the shampooing and drying. 

My body is holding up so far. The knees are working as long as I don't have to do stairs and can walk on a flat surface.  My saluting finger on the right hand is swollen and hurts; I probably have trigger finger again. I must have worn it out from shuffling 7 times 21 decks of cards = 147 decks shuffled each day.  I do have help from some of the other players, but I may have to seek medical attention as it is not getting any better.  Other than that, I am good to go.

We lost a lot of bridge players in Singapore so the games are smaller.  We had several people lose their partners so I am playing almost every day. Michael has been teaching 2 over 1 and wants me to learn it. I suppose it is a good idea, but there is so much to remember and my brain has become wilted from all the heat.  We have started to talk about logistics when we return home and I think I have started to mentally shift there. I am looking forward to not having to dress and put makeup on every day. 

So now for the good stuff about our activities on board.  The irrepressible Adrian is now a big celebrity on board.  A comedienne/singer from the UK, Hilary O’Neil, put on a show in the evening and during her act, picked on the right person – our loveable Adrian.  She did a five minute spot with him and I think he out starred her, but being a good professional, she recognized what she had before her and played it to the hilt.   Here is the video I shot.  The video isn’t all that good, but turn up the volume.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q9B0rxAgxjl  The act continued with Adrian dancing with Hilary http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dm2kCNOwXh0  Remember folks, Adrian is 92 years young, and he and partner Lillian, are quite the pair.

Remember the great music of the 50’s and 60’s?  We had a rockin’ night eating at a 50’s diner and dancing on the pool deck to the hot Seabourn band.  The crew turned the Colonnade into a 50’s diner with a flashing diner sign, a jukebox, and food from home – meatloaf, Philly streak sandwich, chili fries, fried chicken and milkshakes among the selections.  The wait staff was all decked out in their finest ripped jeans and T-shirts, the world cruise guests in their coolest 50’s costumes.  Given the limited nature of our wardrobes, it was really cool to see James Dean wannabes, the soda jerk, the bobbie soxer, and yours truly as a kid.  Michael dressed in rolled up jeans, white sox, a white T-shirt with a “cigarette” pack rolled up in the sleeve; I painted on sideburns and a tattoo on his arm.  I wore my hair in pigtails tied with ribbon and carried a teddy bear (that I borrowed from the gift shop) since I was just a little kid in the 50’s. 









After dinner, we joined the rest of the guests for some great rock-n-roll music from the 50’s and 60’s.  It was hot and humid, but nothing could stop us from dancing as the beat kept our feet moving.  The Seabourn band was in the groove, and the crew said they had never seen so many guests on deck dancing.  Adrian and Lillian were still dancing when we left.  We had a great time.





The crew put on another epicurean night on the pool deck.  Crew from different parts of the world made hors d’oeuves to sample from their home countries.  Since it was formal night, people were decked out in their tuxes and cocktail dresses even though it was 100 degrees outside with 100% humidity (I exaggerate a bit, but it was moist and toasty outside at 6:30pm).

We are going to be short bridge players on our next sea day as many of them are taking a four day trip to the Taj Mahal.  We cannot go as we must stay on board and do our bridge thingL 

This is an addendum:  on our sea day between Cochin and Mumbai, we managed to squeak in a 3-table game.  It was dicey as most of our bridge players went on the trip to the Taj Mahal, leaving just a few of us bridge souls behind.  After a rough start to the day, courtesy of the side effects from the medication for my swollen saluting finger, I was able to get up around noon and make it to bridge.  I was still suffering from extreme dizziness, but being the good little trouper, I sucked it up with the help of a P&J sandwich and some ginger ale.  The medication helped reduce the swelling, yippee, but I think the cure was worse than the disease.  I played with Michael and we came in first with a 57% game!!  And that my friends, was no April fool’s joke.



Lest you think we just party, check out the fancy pool deck BBQ, complete with tablecloths and waiters.  Why eat indoors when the weather is perfect?





Michael and Beverly; Barry and Christine

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Phuket, Thailand


We had a hot time in the old town this morning.  Those are (almost) the words to a song and I have no idea why this popped into my mind other than I am trying to tell you without being direct about how hot and humid this place is.  I know that I have gone on and on about the weather, but it really impacts one’s enjoyment of an activity when one decides to seek shelter from the miserably uncomfortable elements, especially when one is not used to it.  I speak not only for myself, but for many others who have been impacted by the weather on this trip.  So forgive me for bringing it up again.

Sa Wat De Ka – that is my phonetic spelling for the Thai greeting for hello, good-bye, you’re welcome; an all purpose phrase meaning greetings, I respect you and you respect me.  You say this while holding your hands in the lotus position (like praying) and bowing.  This I think is much nicer than shaking someone’s sweaty hand and asking how do you do? And not really wanting an honest answer.

Chinese immigrants came to Phuket after the Opium Wars in the early part of the last century to work as laborers mining tin.  Our guides in Thailand seem to make it a point that there are few true Thai people; Chinese, Muslims, Malayan, European, Chao Le, Indian and Arabic peoples have intermixed to create the current version of a Thai.  The body build, the shape of the eyes, the prominence of the cheek bones and the color of the skin tell a person’s ethnic heritage.   As several guides have said, all Caucasians look alike to them, so all Asians must look alike to us.  I don’t know about you, but I can’t tell an American from a Canadian from an Australian.  I have no idea why this is so important to them, but at least three guides have talked about this.  I asked the last guide about it and she said there was no ethnic discrimination.  So why do they mention it? I find this very curious. 

Phuket is the largest island in Thailand and is connected to the mainland by two bridges.  Phuket has two seasons:  hot and very hot.  The hot season is November thru April, and it is high season for tourist.  The very hot wet season is May thru October.  The west side of the island has the best beaches, thus many resorts are here.  The most popular area is Patong Beach.  We have been to Patong Beach before and did quite a bit of sightseeing in 2007.   If you recall, the west side of the island was decimated in the tsunami of 2004.




So what did we do today?  Seabourn had a ship-wide excursion to the Siam Niramit Thai Village of the Four Regions Cultural park.  Buses left at 8:30 am and were due back by noon.  I understand from some folks that went last year, they went in the middle of the afternoon and almost perished from the heat.  So morning was a much better choice; instead of perishing, we just walked around in a puddle of sweat.   We were greeted with a welcoming ceremony with ladies dressed in traditional Thai costumes, colorful decorated elephants all to the sound of long drums and chants (see elephant video at http://youtu.be/pUGTFPT9ptE.  Each guest was given a colorful umbrella to provide shade and protect us from the strong sun.


Dancers greeting the guests


This elephant also greeted us


Life saving shade; pretty too.  Thanks, Seabourn!

This was like a 3-ring circus – there was so many things going on at the same time.  We headed over to the elephant ride before it got too crowded and hot.  We had to wait in line and were thankful for our umbrellas – thank you Seabourn.  The elephants would go over to the nearby fountain, pick up water with their trunk and spray themselves.  I should have had one of them spray me!  We each had a two minute ride and managed to take a few photos of each other.  It was not scary; it was a gentle swaying motion and let me tell you, the elephant is pretty darn sturdy.   I felt sorry for them having to walk around a small circuit in the blazing sun with a blanket over them for the amusement of the tourists. 

Getting water to cool himself down


There's Michael riding the elephant

There were all kinds of foods, drinks, and fruit to sample.  I didn’t eat because (1) I just recently had breakfast and (2) when I get hot, I cannot eat.  Just give me water.  It is amazing that I don’t have to pee very often, I just sweat it out (I know TMI – too much information).  We watched as the elephants played darts, played a harmonica, and twirled a hula hoop – yes this is for real – even I can’t make this stuff up.   There were demonstrations of fruit carving and Thai boxing.  

This elephant was throwing darts

Then we wandered farther afield and found the replica village.  It was very pretty and I didn’t see it all because I didn’t go far enough into the village.  I lost Michael at this point and went to look for him; he found the back portion of the village and proceeded on without me.  Around this time, I was ready to go anyway and spent the better part of half an hour either waiting for him or looking for him.  I tried to use the walkie-talkie to communicate with him but mine decided not to hold a charge and was totally useless. 

A beautiful koi pond


Making silk fabric


Depicting the floating market

We headed back to the ship on the nicely air-conditioned bus and decided not to try and go to town and fool around with taxis.  And what do you think the first thing I did when we returned to the ship?  Go get a bathing suit on and get in the pool?  NO, I went shopping.  There was an open air market set up right on the dock.  We had a few Thai Bhat left and needed to spend them!  Bargains!  Bargains can overcome overheating and profuse sweating.  I managed to buy two shift-type dresses and a T-shirt for $20.  Michael found Polo shirts for $7 each. 

Then we went to the pool to cool off.  And did laundry so we wouldn’t have wet smelly clothes hanging around over the next four sea days.  Speaking of fours sea days, the captain has promised us calm water.  I can’t remember when I have been on a ship for such a lengthy period of time and not feel it move.  The sea gods have really blessed us.  

Colorful handpainted umbrellas

Monday, March 25, 2013

Langkawi, Malaysia


It was just too hot for even the diehard tourists to go out.  I have never seen the Colonnade so full for lunch.  Whoo boy, it was the hottest and most humid day we have had so far on this trip, and that’s saying something.  We have had plenty of it as you well know from my descriptive complaining and whining about it.

This island is part of a 100 island archipelago off the northwest coast of Malaysia, near the Thai border.  There are numerous beach resorts and luxury hotels scattered along the beautiful and abundant beaches.  The island itself is quite mountainous and part of it is a UNESCO biosphere reserve.  Langkawi means Brown Eagle.  This would be a wonderful place to explore if it weren’t so damn hot.

Beautiful scenery as seen from the ship

There are several sites to see on this island, but we did not have an excursion.  I thought it would be a great beach day instead.  That was before I woke up and tested the air outside the ship.  Not really knowing anything about the beaches and where they were located, we just decided to take the shuttle into town and see if Michael could find a barber and I could locate a nice spa for a massage.  There was a local representative on board and when I asked if there was a barber shop nearby he said the “saloon” was quite close.  I gave him a puzzled look and pantomimed a drinking motioned, and then I got it – a salon!  We all got a good chucked over that.

We took the 10 am shuttle into town, which was a ten minute ride.  We passed a military operations headquarters at the head of the pier.  There were numerous navy and coast guard ships, a submarine, and assorted helicopters both navy and coast guard out in the bay and on shore.  They were planning for an international air and military show tomorrow.  Apparently, there are American, European, and Russian airplanes in town for the show; it is going to be a week long event.  And here I thought they were here to protect us!
           
Coast Guard and Navy helicopters


A submarine


Navy ships off our port side

                                                                                                      
We arrived in town at the underwater aquarium.  There were numerous duty free shops that sold everything we didn’t need.  After walking around and checking out prices (which were not very good), I was feeling very tired and getting really hot.  I opted to go back and wait on the air-conditioned bus while Michael went in search of the never to be found barbershop.  He came back to the bus soaking wet.  When anyone says it’s just a short five minute walk or is nearby, my advice it to either ignore it or triple the time and distance.  In this case, it was the wrong direction as well as triple the time and distance. 

Nice shop in a resort

Main street in town

So we took the 11 am shuttle back to the ship.  By this time, I was sorely in need of a nap.  As many of you know, I have a difficult time sleeping and I think it finally caught up with me.  I took a 1 ½ hour nap, which I hardly ever do.  I was thinking about going out to the pool and assumed Michael was there as he was not in the room when I woke up.  Nope, there were maybe five people out on the pool deck, most of whom were crew.  I found him in the Colonnade where he just finished lunch.  It was way too hot to even get in the pool.

Michael found a bridge game and I found a nice cool spot in my suite.  After a while, it got so cold in my suite that I actually voluntarily went out to the pool to warm up.  Michael couldn’t believe it when he saw me there. 

Tonight was Passover and the Seder dinner.  It was a very beautiful affair with the Seder plate filled with all the accoutrements:  parsley, hard-boiled egg, bitters, salt water and chopped apple.  Elijah even made an appearance.  Rabbi Morry lead the service in Hebrew and English.  Since I was the youngest (as determined by the fact I am the only one in the room not on Medicare), I got to ask the four questions.



We finished the evening off by attending the show.  And that is how we passed the day in Langkawi. 

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Singapore


One of the great advantages of cruising is that you get to sample a taste of each location visited.  In this case, I leave Singapore hungry for more.  This is an incredible city and we only had a few hours to explore it. 

Yes, these buildings are really crooked

Singapore has lots of green space

There are many modern buildings

Short History of Singapore from Fodor’s Travel Guide


Modern Singapore dates its nascency from the early morning of January 29, 1819, when a representative of the British East India Company, Thomas Stamford Raffles, stepped ashore at Singa Pura (Sanskrit for "Lion City"), as the island was then called, hoping to establish a British trading settlement on the southern part of the Malay Peninsula. There's clear evidence, however, of earlier Malay settlements, and also of an early Chinese presence, such as the 14th-century city of Temasek, which had an elegant and prosperous aristocracy. At various times Singapore fell under the sway of the Javanese and Thai empires. When Raffles arrived, the two sons of its previous sultan, who had died six years earlier, were in dispute over the throne. Raffles backed the claim of the elder brother, Tunku Hussein Mohamed Shah, and proclaimed him sultan. Offering to support the new sultanate with British military strength, Raffles persuaded him to grant the British a lease allowing them to establish a trading post on the island in return for an annual rent; within a week the negotiations were concluded. (A later treaty ceded the island outright to the British.) Within three years the fishing village, surrounded by swamps and jungle and populated only by tigers, 200 or so Malays, and a scattering of Chinese, had become a boomtown of 10,000 immigrants, administered by 74 British employees of the East India Company.
As Singapore grew, the British erected splendid public buildings, churches, and hotels, often using Indian convicts for labor. The Muslim, Hindu, Taoist, and Buddhist communities—swelling rapidly from the influx of fortune-seeking settlers from Malaya (now Malaysia), India, and South China—built mosques, temples, and shrines. Magnificent houses for wealthy merchants sprang up, and the harbor was soon lined with godowns (warehouses) to hold all the goods passing through the port.
By the turn of the century, Singapore had become the entrepĂ´t of the East, a mix of adventurers and "respectable middle classes." World War I hardly touched the island, although its defenses were strengthened to support the needs of the British navy, for which Singapore was an important base. When World War II broke out, the British were complacent, expecting that any attack would come from the sea and that they would be well prepared to meet it. But the Japanese landed to the north, in Malaya. The two British battleships that had been posted to Singapore were sunk, and Japanese land forces raced down the peninsula on bicycles.
In February 1942 the Japanese captured Singapore. A huge number of Allied civilians and military were sent to Changi Prison; others were marched off to prison camps in Malaysia or to work on the notorious "Death Railway," in Thailand. The three and a half years of occupation was a time of privation and fear; an estimated 100,000 people died. The Japanese surrendered August 21, 1945, and the Allied forces returned to Singapore. The security of the British Empire was, however, never again to be felt, and independence for British Southeast Asia was only a matter of time.
In 1957 the British agreed to the establishment of an elected 51-member legislative assembly in Singapore. General elections in 1959 gave an overwhelming majority—43 of 51 seats—to the People's Action Party (PAP), and a young Chinese lawyer named Lee Kuan Yew became Singapore's first prime minister. In 1963 Singapore became part of the Federation of Malaysia, along with the newly independent state of Malaysia.
Mainly due to Malays' anxiety over a possible takeover by the ethnic Chinese, the federation broke up two years later, and Singapore became an independent sovereign state. The electorate supported Lee Kuan Yew and the PAP time and again. In 1990 Lee resigned after 31 years as prime minister, though as a senior minister he maintains his strong grip. His firm leadership of the party, his social and economic legislation, andhis suppression of criticism led to his reputation as a (usually) benevolent dictator; yet Singaporeans recognize that his firm control had much to do with the republic's economic success and high standard of living. Lee's son, Lee Hsien Loong, officially took over from Lee's handpicked successor, Goh Chok Tong, as prime minister on August 12, 2004. His style of governing seems to reveal a determination to distance himself from his father's style of leadership.

  
What do you get when eight different people try to make arrangements to do a group activity? “ I don’t care”, “whatever you decide”, “I want to…”  Yes, at breakfast eight of us decided to take the hop-on-hop-off bus tour and discussed what sites were worth a visit.  It was quite comical and I was in the “whatever you decide” group.  There was Lillian and Adrian, Hanita and Morry, Barry and Christine, and us.  Maps were displayed over the breakfast dishes, and we finally came up with a time to meet at the gangplank.  At 9:15am, the group assembled and we did not leave right away as there was no bottled water waiting for us.  None of us were getting off the ship without water.  It was too hot and humid to tour without this precious commodity.  We didn’t have to wait very long for the water to be brought out, but this slight impediment to our timetable turned out to be unfortunate.

I like the concept of the ship tied to a dock that happens to be adjacent to a huge air-conditioned mall.  We walked through the cruise ship terminal and entered the mall where we spotted the information desk.  After inquiring about the bus, we found out that we had just missed the shuttle to pick up the bus and that we would have to wait an hour for another shuttle or take a taxi or take the subway.  Now remember, we are eight people.  No one wanted to wait for an hour for the next shuttle, and the taxis would not take eight people.  So we decided on the subway.  Why am I telling you all this?  The subway system in Singapore is AWESOME.

Lillian, Adrian, and Beverly


Barry, Christine, Hanita, Morry

Modern and clean subway cars

We exchanged money as they do not take US dollars here.  Armed with maps, money, water and energy, we entered the subway from the mall without having to go out in the heat.  If you have ever seen New York subways, you know they are covered with graffiti and are dirty.  As grimey and dirty as New York is, this was clean clean clean.  Directions were in English and easy to follow.  Some parts of the underground passages were quite warm, but it was better than being outside.  We got our tickets and off we went.  On our way to the bus, we spotted another bus line and wound up buying tickets on that bus after comparing the routes and prices.  Christine was the ring-leader here.

So off we go and I am expecting to die of heatstroke if I chose to ride on the top of the double decker tour bus.  But I was deliriously happy because there was a section of the top deck that was AIR-CONDITIONED!!!  Michael and Morry chose to ride in the open while the rest of us proved we had a sane mind and rode in air-conditioned comfort.  Our tour started at the famous Raffles Hotel. 


Raffles Hotel

As we toured around the city, I could not help but marvel at the modern architecture, the beautifully manicured landscape, and how clean it was.  Everything looked new even if it wasn’t.  There are underground tunnels and skywalks that connect buildings all over the city.   We also saw plenty of construction all around.

We saw an incredible Hindu temple.  WOW  Really cool.  The Clarke Quay area had row houses, and each house had its shutters painted in different pastel colors. We saw gorgeous estates and travelled along embassy row.  The famous Botanical gardens is a must see – and that is for another time – as we all decided not today, although I don’t know when a good time would be as it is always this hot and humid (maybe in the evening). 

Then we came up Orchard Street.  Shopping, shopping, and more shopping.  Mall after mall.  This wide boulevard held every high end shop you can think of plus a Starbucks store every ten feet.  Morry and Hanita bailed out here.  Next stop at the other end of Orchard Street and Lillian and Adrian bailed.  The rest of us stayed on the bus until we returned to the Raffles Hotel.

We wanted to see this famous hotel and go to the infamous Long Bar and get a Singapore Sling.  After getting booted out of the lobby because we weren’t guests (the snobs!) we found the bar after wandering through many lovely courtyards.  We got to the bar and looked at the prices:  $36 for a Singapore Sling!!  We came, we saw, we left.  We ran into one of the ship’s bartenders and he said they will be serving them during the sailaway.  A fool and his money is soon parted, but we were no fools.

Long Bar at Raffles Hotel

One of the sites we wanted to most see was the Marina Bay Sands resort.  This resort is very unusual as there are three towers that are joined together at the top with a ship.  That’s right, a ship!  It isn’t really a ship, but the design from a distance looks just like a cruise ship.  This ship is where the infinity pool is located along with a dynamite view of the city.  It is called the Skypark and can hold up to 3,500 people!  There are restaurants and bars up there as well.  It is longer than the Eiffel Tower is tall.

Marina Bay Sands Hotel with the Ship Skypark on top

It costs $20 to go up top for the view, but there is no access to view the pool unless you are on a tour.  The 2pm tour was full and the next tour was at 9pm.  Too late for us as the ship sails at 6pm and there was no point going up without seeing the pool.  Batting our beautiful eyes and using all our feminine charm, Christine and I could not get on the 2pm tour.  So the unhappy four headed back to the subway via the lobby and Barry suggested  we could go for a drink at the bar.  Cool idea, it worked and up we rode to the 57th floor, saw the view, saw the pool and left without a drink because it was blazing hot up there.


The infinity pool 57 stories up

View of Singapore from the 57th floor
  
Christine, Barry and Beverly at Yum Cha
We took the subway to Chinatown for dim sum lunch.  By now, we were veterans of riding the rails.   We had the best dim sum ever at Yum Cha (20 Trengganu Street off Temple Steet), stuffing ourselves with interesting items and drink.  We were the only Caucasians in this crowded restaurant so you know it had to be good.  We spent a little time after lunch shopping in Chinatown.  The narrow and compact streets were so clean and had all kinds of goodies to look at.  This was one of the best Chinatowns I have even been to.  The largest ethnic group in Singapore is Chinese. 







By now were running out of time for more touring so we took the subway (with two transfers) back to the mall where the ship was docked, and spent the rest of our Singapore dollars.  Michael and I changed into bathing suits and headed for the pool to cool off.  After showering, we returned to the pool deck for the sailaway and Singapore Slings to drink (same drinks as at Raffles but free, instead of $36.00 each.  Michael, of course, had two of them.)  Bye bye Singapore, for now.  We will be back. 



P.S.  The seas are like shimmering silk.


P.S.S.  Here is some additional information I learned about Singapore today:

Singapore is a bright spot in the middle of chaos and poverty, and Muslims.  It is surrounded by people in countries that are jealous of the capitalistic success of this nation.  It is said by some that Singapore is the Israel of SE Asia.  Therefore, they maintain an army of over 400,000 out of a population of five million.  Service is compulsory for three years and ten years in the reserves after active duty.

Singapore has developed the culture of clean.  Yes, there are huge fines for littering, but this is not a big factor as cleanliness is ingrained into the culture when children are very young.  You drop it, you pick it up.  Period.