a little today, a little tomorrow.

There are hardly any patches of open space left in Singapore, but out at Seletar, a small airport that used to be a military base, you can still find youself looking at open land and real houses. Out here there is a place called Jerrys, made famous by an American who has set up a restaurant at the end of the runway with a small kitchen, great big deck and a giant fig tree to cover it all. This out of the way place is known not only for its difficulty to find, but a range of buffalo wings that have a spicy scale of 1-10. Its said that if you can polish off a plate of a dozen level 10 wings, they're on the house. I like my chilli, I figure I can take it pretty hot, but once a while ago I tried a 6 and it was like eating hell shaped like a chicken wing.
On my last night in Singapore I went out there with my old man, my sis and her boyfriend and settled in to a jug of frozen margheritas and level 3 wings...unfortunately we must've got somewhere in the 4 or 5 range because these had a bit more pep than expected. Sweat poured, cursed flowed and the frozen alcahol did nothing to cool me down. Its the type of heat that will cause a little pain today and a little tomorrow... In the open space and no traffic around, this is the Singapore I remember from childhood and one that is unfortunately dissappearing. In fact, most of Seletar is being torn down to make an industrial park....idiots.

Now this is a short one because I'm in a hostel in Hong Kong with free internet and a line of moochers like me. 1st night here and a few to go, so we'll see how it goes.