TIme passes

Sorry about the weird justification on that last post, they go like that when you blog by email for some reason.

So how do you kill 11 hours at Changi Airport? Not very easily is the answer. I arrived here at about 2.30 and felt pretty good after a few hours sleep on the plane. In fact I was only woken up by the hideous turbulence over Afghanistan which went on for about an hour. Really bumpy and not very nice at all. Anyhow I landed in one piece in Singapore with all this time to kill. So a shower. That took 20 minutes. Now what, OK, a cup of tea in the lounge. Right, so that's another 20 minutes. Well I suppose I can go into the city.

This is a pretty weird experience, after putting your hand luggage into storage you enter a country with just a passport and boarding pass. It would be great to be able to travel like that all the time, with just the clothes you are wearing. Of course you'd need to be loaded so you could buy a complete new wardrobe in every destination but it's really travelling light. Anyway I went into Singapore, sort of forgetting it's Saturday now. I have never seen so many people here before, it was absolutely packed. I think it's because Chinese new year is coming up and everyone is shopping madly for that.

Suffice to say after about four hours I'd had enough and now find myself back at the airport with a final four hours to get through. Looks like I'll finally have time to see the Terminal 3 Butterly Enclosure and sample everyone of the duty free shops.

Fendi handbag and $600 scotch anyone?