Singapore is shit
Well, that's not true, really.
I'm sure it's a lovely place. When you're not here at 8am local time and your brain is telling you it's just gone midnight.
I just know I'm not getting any sleep on the remaining leg of this flight - all 8 hours of it.
Still, there are small pleasures to be had. Like the "cat the got cream" type smile that flashed across my face when I chopped in my sterling for aussie dollars. Small pleasures indeed.
Well, must dash, there is a queue for every internet terminal here...oh, and providing Australian customs don't decide to randomly search my hold luggage, I have a surprise for all of you.
You can't buy what I'm bringing back duty free, I assure you.
But we'll see.
On that intriguing note.....AWAY!
posted by Paul Dawson @ 4:54 pm
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4 Comments:
its crack isnt it
So far so good. Enquiries all cleared and managed. On to the apps. AAAAH!!!! It's kinda quiet here... and not too many phone calls. They must have heard you were on leave ;)
hehe, im actualy with laurie with this one, your bringing some of that famous british opium arnt you. Ready to enslave the colonials ....
Truth be told, it was a bottle of absinthe. 80%.
Which we didn't even end up touching. Ah well. I'll save it for summer and my return.
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