How time flies when work consumes your life and leisure time. There are so many more pictures I wanted to post, but blogging needs inspirations and my inspirations are non-existence after a long commute from work.
But back to my trip and the next destination is Singapore. This city/state is spectacular in a orchestrated sort of way. Like a Bach piece, it’s beautiful, precise, and touching but lacks a raw roughness for realism. It’s like inside a bubble. Pretty but contained.
For an Asian American tourist in Singapore, I feel like being on the set of the Twilight Zone. Life as you know it, is reversed and the Asians gets to live in a first world country while the whites are relegated somewhere else. I had that feeling years ago when I stepped into an In-N-Out Burger in San Diego where all the staff at this fast food joint (from the person taking orders, to the short order cook, to the prep cook) are white/blond and the customers are Mexicans and Asians. It made my head spin.
From the backwater of Can Tho, we landed in Singapore and whisked out of the airport on a buttery smooth road. I’ve been on the autobahn in Germany and this road is smoother. The freeways in Los Angeles and their cracks are more akin to a bumpy ancient Roman road compared to the highways in Singapore. Their subways are also sparking clean, on-time, and people are courteous. We were there during the week of the Asean Games and a little border between counties makes all the difference in the quality of life.
Like most tourists, we headed to the Maria Bay Sands and sight-seeing this spectacular piece of real-estate. My first thought is why can’t other Asian countries, or even other third-world countries in the world crawl out of their cycle of self-greed/corruption and use the Singapore model to improve the many lives of their countrymen. It probably has something to do with being selfish: many prefer to be worse off but richer than their neighbors than being better off but poorer than their neighbors.