Well, we all survived the flight â€“ in fact Astrid slept from take-off until they turned the breakfast lights on and we’ve been in Singapore a few hours and she’s asleep again. I’ve got to buy an adaptor to plug the laptop in so no photos yet â€“ the juice on this might run out any minute.
There’s a lovely, comfy super king bed in our room which we’ve been lying in, watching BBC World Service, reading the local Time Out mag. Along with robes and the biggest shower head I think I’ve ever seen our room is surprisingly spacious and even comes with an ethernet cable for old fashioned people like us.
So once Astrid wakes from her nap we’re off for a little exploration down Orchard Road. I did venture out over the road earlier for Panadol and was terribly excited by all the things in the teeny tiny Seven Eleven â€“ and I was also grateful that even though I don’t think I’ve ever been in one before I just knew that was the place to get Panadol. How’s that for brand awareness. Must have watched far too much crap tv in my time.