Five Little Things I Learned in Singapore Part 2

1. Me, my cellphone and Singapore? We're not meant to be. On my first visit, my international roaming was just an idea. It didn't work. It was something I counted on the moment the plane landed but left me so out of reach for the whole trip I didn't know what to do with myself . I felt like a drug addict undergoing withdrawal. Every single day I would check my phone in the morning hoping to see something on the signal indicator. Nada. One week I was depressed because I can't use my phone except to take pictures. It felt ridiculous charging it twice because it didn't serve its main purpose. Five years later, I finally have that "Welcome to Singapore" message on my mobile the second I turned it on. But then in two hours, whether I have roaming or not didn't matter. I have no mobile device to speak of. Welcome to Singapore indeed! 
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
2. New shoes, new sandals, never a good idea. On the fourth day, my niece, the curious child that she is, asked why I have bandages (yes, plural) all over my feet. 
3. Short pants equals mosquitoes. I was so traumatized by my last vacation I promised myself to never go anywhere wintry again. Or at least the next time I go out of the country. And I was happy, deliriously so, to be able to go out and about not wearing jeans or any warm clothes. Not a fan of layering, me no deny it. Funny how you don't factor the little things when you think you had your way. I got home from a day of fun with mosquito bites all over my legs. Off! lotion failed to do what it's supposed to do. 
   
4. City tour, never again. You wait and wait, and wait, and wait. Precious time wasted. 
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
5. This one's so unusual it took me a while to get over it. Dog poop in the sidewalk. Like seriously. The Singapore we all know is changing and I should have realized it after my mind reconciled with the fact I actually lost my phone in this city-state.