As a very cautious dip of a toe into Singaporean cuisine, I tried the traditional breakfast – Toast with coconut jam, very runny eggs with white pepper & soy sauce, and coffee with condensed milk.
Did this at a food court so that if I hated it, I wouldn’t be observed by the people who made the food.
I can see why people might like the half-boiled eggs, but I was left thinking that these could have been a nice omelette. The Kaya Toast, on the other hand, is essentially a toast sandwich with coconut jam & a wodge of butter in it, and it was pretty good, as was the coffee.
It was raining again as I finished breakfast, but that just seems to be thing here at the moment.
Got a coffee+donut-adjacent thing in Chinatown on my way back, partially because the “footpath running through shops” thing really pays off when it’s raining; You stay dry & they get customers.
I eventually managed to get a ticket for the Night Safari, after dealing with payment card security features for a while. I cannot enter the one time code if you’re too slow in sending it, OK?
Had something of a headache, so I just chilled for a bit in the afternoon, though I did get some painkillers and a small cross-body bag for travel in places where pickpockets & petty theft are more common than in Singapore. Once again, my experience suggests that any bargains to be found in the stalls of Chinatown are best located somewhere else.
My phone camera isn’t up to the task of night photography, so for the most part I didn’t bother & just enjoyed myself.
There are two parts to the Night Safari; There is a tram that winds its way around the larger enclosures, and then there are a bunch of linked walking trails which do the same thing, but also visit smaller enclosures. The idea behind the place apparently came out of people being impressed by Twilight and Night Time special tours, where you could see the animals who are normally hiding or unconscious during the day.
The lighting is kept dim & moonlight-ish for the animals, and for the most part they’re just wandering around and doing their thing. The otters were up on their hind legs going ‘Peet!’ at the onlookers, but you get that with otters. The trails can get a little bit creepy, because you are essentially wandering through a dark forest with no real idea of where you’re going. One downside to the trail thing is that if you end up in the same area as a bunch of loud idiots who have their phone flashlights on, you’re stuck with them for a while.
It was a great experience, and I’m glad I went, despite the headache slowly returning over the course of the evening. Some critters were hiding, or elsewhere, but most of them were up and about.
Sleeping Pangolin
Fishing Cat, who seemed curious as to why all of these people were watching it fish, instead of going fishing their own selves.
The video is useless, but the sound is a number of Indian Crested Porcupines holding forth on their options.
Sleepy Tasmanian Devils.
Yet another Chinatown picture.
