To break up the incredibly long flight from down under to Europe we decided to stop over in Singapore. Its a place we’ve never been before and since we flew Singapore Airlines it seemed only sensible to make a stop.
Ten hours got us there. It was a long tedious flight, most of which I cannot remember since I take anti anxiety meds to fly. I’m fairly sure I watched a film. Although I couldn’t tell you which one. Luckily hubby is fine flying so he takes on parenting duty and I try and imagine myself anywhere but on a plane.
Singapore itself was amazing. It immediately impresses from the airport onwards. Modern imaginative architecture and old colonial style buildings butt together along the water front. I’m not really a city scape person. However I really did enjoy our 3 days there. It was hot, meltingly so. But we missed any monsoon type rainfall and were able to eat out say by the river.
We did a stopover package which was excellent value (Singapore Airlines in no way sponsored us – ha I wish!) We got vouchers for many of the attractions in the city so we filled the days. The big wheel, cable car rides to Sentosa Island, bus trips, entry to the cloud gardens and the flowers gardens. While I wouldn’t say the flights were anything special – long flights, airplane food, full to capacity (I prefer Air New Zealand) the stop-over deal made the trip really affordable and a must do.
The kid was amazing. I’m not sure why we continue to be surprised by this if I’m honest. She’s well travelled and sensible so good behaviour shouldn’t come as a shock. But I always have a super proud parent moment when, after 10 hours on a plane, a taxi ride and into a new hotel room. We dump our gear, pop a clean dress on her and say ‘right off we go’ and head out to walk and find dinner and she just perks up and carries right on.
After two huge days of walking and exploring and crashing out every evening after supper it was time to head back to the airport and onto the second flight. Fourteen hours to London 😮