So I spent last weekend down south. In a small country perpetually frowned upon by my fellow Malaysians.
As it happened this country is also a marvel instance of the South East Asia. Singapore is a perfectionist nation. The moment I touched down at Changi, everything seemed to be at least twice as great as what's there in Malaysia.
The airport is awesome, fine architecture meets smart style. Except the viewing mall, it is as like it was built as an afterthought. Cannot really view the taxiing planes with the windows feet apart from the seating floor.
For sure, I think I paid good money for Singapore Air Show this year. SGD 21 (MYR52.11). Lots of goodies, and even those were the remainder of the lot already grabbed by visitors on the first day the event opened for public.
Smokey Bandits are awesome. They did a sterling job at Changi. If we are to take pride on something over Singapore's considerably mighty military, it is our skilful MiG 29N skippers.
Oh yes, bumped into Singapore's ex-PM Goh Chok Tong on the way out from the airshow. At first I thought it was President Tony Tan due to the white hairline, but a later research did enlighten.
Of course there should be a little snag too. I missed C-17 static display, B-52 Strato, Jackie Chan's new Embraer, Dreamliner (darn), and a chance to board Singapore Airlines' parked B747.
Too bad I didn't bring any camera. And in case there's question in where was my iPod in this time of need for pix and some documentation, it blacked out over a month ago. In fact, just came home from Machines. This little culprit is fine now but none can be said for the next months to come beyond its warranty.
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