Continuing on from my previous post on our trip to Penang just about in the nick of time for Chinese New Year (Iâ€™ll be honest â€“ the last of the Yee Sang was being tossed as we more or less
Our trip to Sentosa contained all the usual qualities I was coming to expect of Singapore taxi drivers â€“ a comfortable car, metered fare and a guy who actually seemed to be genuinely taking the quickest way down there. Sentosa
Nobody, no website, guidebook or colleague had told me the important bit of information about Goa â€“ that it is in fact a well-known establishment, albeit in India, for European hippy's from a few decades earlier but who still haven't
The flight to Delhi was in itself a bizarre experience â€“ we all got a brand new spanking Singapore Airlines aircraft, where I promptly learnt first-hand of Indians' love for trying to bring around 5 large pieces of 'hand luggage'