I have been in Singapore for almost a day now and realized I didn’t miss it as much as I thought. I could tolerate the humidity and heat even though it felt like having an electric blanket covering me all the time after some time. But I didn’t miss the food as much as I thought I would. There was no ahhhh moment of eating things today.
Lunch was at Gandhi, which is delicious, but Melbourne has spoiled me with excellent service and a good standard of eating by the toilet on a slippery floor. At the same time, the staff kept ignoring you nor making any effort to acknowledge you felt not worth it. The same goes for the Ananda Bhavan, my favourite place to get Kerala Appam dessert in Little India.
I feel a bit unappreciated by Singapore today.
The lack of feeling, enjoyment, or appreciation felt loudly empty, politely abusive, and softly killing. Gah!!
I spent the day running errands, then going to the temple, and then shopping for my wedding saree in and around Tekka Market before spending more than an hour in a jewellery shop. I am ready to resume to my normal life.
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