It's taken the best part of a week to recover from an unfortunate cocktail of a bad winter cold mixed with a heavy dose of jetlag (Singapore is 8 hours ahead of England), but I am finally feeling fit enough to write my first blog entry.
We flew into Changi Airport at 6:30pm, 5th January, feeling weary from the 12 hour flight but feeling positive about life together in Singapore. Fortunately Yolande's cousins, Sue and George, were kind enough to drive to the airport to collect us and help us with our multitude of luggage, as well as a couple of items of duty free Yolande was instructed to pick up on her way. After arriving back at her apartment and being welcomed by her parents, I managed a short trip out to sample some popiah (a type of spring roll filled with vegetables, beansprouts, egg, chilli, nuts, etc.) before coming home to collapse straight onto my bed, still fully clothed.
The weather here has been perfect all week, and a lot cooler than I imagined. Although that might be partly attributed to fever, even now I'm feeling better, the humidity seems quite low and there has usually been a strong cooling breeze to make things nice and comfortable. I've only seen it rain once since I arrived - I was on the bus at the time and it had finished by the time I reached my destination and alighted. Singapore tends to get tropical showers, which are heavy but don't last long.
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