Recollections of Singapore
I decided not to write any more after my final day. The cab ride/plane ride/exhausting travel wasn't very notable, and it went by fast enough, if you believe it. But I thought I would spend a minute pondering the funny things I remember from Singapore--the sense memories that are left behind. Martin's List of Remembrance
Posted by: Martin McClellan
On the date of: November 17, 2004 08:35 PM
I will add four of my own Singapore sense memories to yours: 1. The odd feeling of swimming in a pool that really is lukewarm, like a bathtub left just five minute too long. 2. The curious morning call of the Black-naped Oriole (I was obsessed to find out what this bird was after hearing it every morning. the bird book describes it as a "very vocal bird" whose call is "a variety of fluty notes issued in a rapid ascending and descending manner") 3. Loud tinny music from blown speakers in Little India. 4. Dappled sunlight streaming through the high branches of the rain trees which I keep calling (for no reason, really) Umbrella trees.
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