11/6
Got to Singapore midday after 19 hours in the air. Recalled the rule:
"Sun your buns in Cancun; steam your buns in Singapore." The
Chinese influence? The owners of the condo we rented were already
traveling, so they left the front door unlocked and the key on the table.
It's Singapore. "It's safe." We have an airy 29th floor balcony in one
of several high rises around a pool.
The nearest hawker center
had cold beer and fish cakes to keep us going. Mysterious East Dept:
Got a pastry called Cures of the Golden Flower. What's the ailment?