Singapore 1st stop

Well i arived in sydney on the evening of Thursday the 27th. Got through securtiy very quickly with some special stamp for some reason! Jumped in a taxi the shuttle bus was not noticeably there as escaped the airport. Arrived at my hostel wake up a little scared on my own!! Met a nice German girl who had just arrived from frankfurt, decided sleep was then a good idea. I’m in a 4 bed mixed dorm not too big not too messy. The three others in the dorm were out as it turned out it was lees birthday, so i climbed up to my bunk with no ladder and slept very comfortably, for about two hours. Kerry Em and lee come back, open the door and whispered, ooo theres a new person! Then in comes Lee oo shh there’s a new one.

So soundly asleep and oblivious of my new room family, they try to be quiet and get drunkenly into bed. Lee unfortunately couldn’t control the stertorous sleeping :) with a , are you awake Kerry heroically rolled him over and it magically ceased.

So the next morning i officially met my roommates :) The most wonderful people and it seemed like i had known them for years after one day. Went over to manly beach on the ferry plastered on the sun cream, bought the essential Havaianas, and had bok choy and brocolocini for lunch. They did think i was slightly strange. Then spent the evening at darling harbour, dancing in the jazz club and searching for the three monkeys.

The nest day, my birthday and we went to bondi on the train, and then taxi, flash packers, went for a swim a sunbathe, had a really bad falafel :( The evening encompassed a MASSIVE Moroccan feast :)

Then the next day was very sad and my new family had to leave at 5 am, i runied the suprise of the postcard they had written and hid in my wash bag but i treasure it now :)

After a very emotional goodbye to my fellow original flash packers, i returned to my slumber and the was awoken by the bus if the door and , oh there’s someone in here already, yes very clever. My new room mates Ian, Asim, and Will the two Irish and a Canadian had arrived, how different could it be. Well they are very nice, still asleep now, but lovely people. We wend to the hostel bar that night, watched some epic danceoffs, had a line of 5 gay French guys go past tell me they loved my jacket and then each gave me a kiss on the cheek so funny!! then met my very good french friend had a dance, lost my room mates, went up stairs after finally convincing the reception guy to give me another key. And met some new friends! from Blackpooool!! So nice!! Nicki the hansome bonde guy, Michael the Gorgeous 6 foot massive model looking hilarious guy, the two girls and ben and billy. Oh and my two other english girl friends from london, who managed to escape being invited back to some creeps house for tea and biscuits :) So we had a lovely little party up stairs where they interrogated me. So i thought id go and phone mum as it was about the right time in english time now. Got into the lift on my 6th floors now the best, and stopped at the 4th. In gets mr gorgeous french guy in just a towel. Had a nice little chat turns out he was off the the party said in a very french accent. It was a great lift ride. Then spoke to mumsy, went back upstairs and found my roommates funny funny times. Oh and whilst trying to brush my teeth at 3 in the morning, 2 people were getting frisky in the shower cubical!!! I did indeed though manage to very quickly finish brushing my teeth. LOL took me a while to realize where the banging was coming from.

And that is my adventures so far im now very hungry and shall go and find food. Flash packers.

Sat just at the bottom of my hotel in the 24 hour starbucks with a green tea frappaccino. The most amazing invention. 23.06 hrs. 26th January

Well I arrived in singapore the afternoon of the 25th. Waiting  at gate 32 Uncle mark phones, ’ Charlotte it’s not looking good it’s coming up as full…. :O but I’ll sorttt it !.’ NOOOO i didn’t fancy 12 hours of economy at all. Got on the plane last and went to my seat. 41k. A minute later, ‘charlotte Knowlson? would you prefer an aisle seat to your window seat?’ Oh yes thank goodness i’m in luck, i don’t have to stay. I was moved up to a bulk head seat. I could cope, more legroom. The plane takes off. Chicken or beef. Sat dreaming of the singapore heat, through the saftey briefing. Don’t worry fran, i took notes. People canteened into the cabin, trying to get bags from under bags, from over head. Down comes my best freind mr cabin crew. Oh Charlotte, Mark Knowlson wants to see you up at the front. woooooo Upgrade. Captain kindly donated his rest seat to me. First class. More champange. Yes please whilst i browse the fillet steak on the menu.

25th - Managed to catch a few hours sleep on the flight, arrived in Singapore airport and managed to collect my bag, then loaded up onto the |BA crew bus and drove to the Swiss hotel in the centre of singapore. Had a look round, not bad with a shopping centre built in, 24 hour starbucks and mc donalds, classsyyy. Walked around the city AMAZING winching spots i’ve seen. This is defintely a place to come. No like, No pay.

26th - Woke up multiple times in the night, using my little led to guide my way to the bathroom without waking uncle mark up. Got in a taxi after a trip to starbucks for the old soy vanila latte, and went to Sentosa. SO cool!!!! Went to the Shangri-la hotel sat by the pool, walked along the man made beach, came across an awesome wave rider.

Now we are just relaxing in the room. Going to go for a small swim.

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