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 It’s been a few days since the blog. It seems there is less to talk about if Jane isn’t with me. Here’s some Singapore highlights before departure.  After Jane moved in, I was on my own at my hotel on Orchard Road, a famous shopping district in Singapore. I’m not exactly sure what isn’t a shopping district in downtown Singapore, to be honest, but this was intense.  Thought the hotel was just this far from the subway station (see the white high rise that says Hilton), navigating through multiple layers of dense shopping malls made it a surprising trek to arrive street side.  I started using the station on the other side of the hotel.  Though father, it navigated through a smaller shopping malls madras and was thus quicker. There was a world of restaurants around the hotel. They reminded me how far from home I was.  Desserts? This is my new favorite fast food!  You pick the vegetables, starches and raw meats, place them in a mixing bowl and hand them to...

Sorry for the skipped post.  Yesterday turned out to be a busy and exhausting one.  Jane and I treated ourselves to sleeping in and going to bed early with no blogging. The Kuala Lumpur airport was like every other, but also fairly easy to navigate.  Large and modern, there were many choices for eating and shopping.  Again we failed to find breakfast we could stomach so we stopped in an airline lounge instead.  I have never been more relieved for a club soda with lime and a veggie omelette. This dim sum restaurant was doing a massive breakfast business.  We just stared and repeated the word “nope” to each other. Nothing here looked appealing.  The quick grab options all had turnoffs.  Room temperature lunch meat was a no.  Yowza, at any time of day.  Our credit card allowed us entry into our pick of 5 lounges. We picked this swanky joint.  We were pretty dang hungry at this point.  While the airport functioned like all other ai...

Breakfast at the Hilton was such an elaborate affair, it’s worth mentioning. I think Jane will agree when I said that neither of us simply had the culinary palette or skills to tackle Malaysian and Indian breakfast foods. This Hilton does not cater to Westerners, but we played it safe between fruit, eggs, yogurt and pastries. Because this is a Muslim country, it’s illegal to bring pigs or pork products into the country. Jane saw lots of signs; I missed them all. Instead of pork sausage they had chicken sausage. In lieu of pork bacon there was streaky beef bacon.  There were many foods I could never stomach for breakfast. There were also foods we couldn’t identify. Name tags didn’t help.  Jacob was our driver guide today. He seemed to take his responsibility to us very seriously. We were given safety warnings, scam warnings, and toilet cleanliness reports. He really loves his job and it shows.  First, the Batu Caves, a Hindu holy site and shrine built into limestone cliff ...