Singapore – The Fine City, Part II

The fine beaches of Sentosa... Our trip to Sentosa contained all the usual qualities I was coming to expect of Singapore taxi drivers – a comfortable car, metered fare and a guy who actually seemed to be genuinely taking the quickest way down there. Sentosa Island itself meanwhile was much bigger than I’d expected it would be and as we drove up (and paid a $5 admission fee to just drive onto the island, which I considered to be a load of rubbish)... Read More

Taking a Trip to Europe, 1970, in Goa…

A fiver to the first person to spot a hippy... Nobody, no website, guidebook or colleague had told me the important bit of information about Goa – that it is in fact a well-known establishment, albeit in India, for European hippy’s from a few decades earlier but who still haven’t grown out of it, to go and hang out and make love, not war. This of course came as a complete and unexpected surprise to me when we arrived. But first, the... Read More

Avoiding the Delhi Belly…

The flight to Delhi was in itself a bizarre experience – we all got a brand new spanking Singapore Airlines aircraft, where I promptly learnt first-hand of Indians’ love for trying to bring around 5 large pieces of ‘hand luggage’ on-board and then try and squash it, at any cost, into those little overhead bins that are designed to only take about 65lb’s each. It was funny to watch but as they continued to dwindle, repeated... Read More