Singapore.
A police state? I have heard so much about how people are canned for chewing gum or executed for dealing drugs. About how life is regulated and controlled by the government.
Wide sidewalks are separated from the curb by lush tropical,plantings.
After I settle into my beautiful, freshly remodeled room at the JW Marriott, I make my way to a nearby "hawker center" for lunch. Back 60 years ago, the government consolidated street food vendors into the centers where they could be regulated. Since then, street food has been perfected into an art and it has turned singapore into a foodie haven.
Just like the population, Singaporean food is the result of a melting of different influences (Chinese, Malay, Indian/Pakistani...). Stalls specialize in one type of food, hand made noodle soups, Malaysian dishes, Cantonese barbecue, Indian curries, biryanis, fruit juices, coffees, soy based drinks or desserts.
The rest of the population gets around by taxis and by using the subway system. It is no surprised that the MRT as it is known, is one of the cleanest, safest and most efficient low cost public transit system.
That "boat" houses a lush tropical garden, a restaurant/bar called Ku De Ta and the hotel's pool. That pool sits right in the edge of the building on the 57th floor. Bathers can swim right to the glass infinity edge and take in the view of downtown.
On the downtown side of the hotel sits a massive shopping center and casino complex. Luxury French and Italian good stores are housed on 4 levels either within the mall itself of in separate pavilions that float in the bay.
On the other side of the hotel is the amazing Gardens by the Bay. It consists of a lush tropical garden with futuristic massive metal flowers whose bases are covered in ferns and bromeliads.
On my last full day, I decide to explore the botanical garden. From our hotel on Orchard Road, we walk about 20 minutes through beautifully manicured neighborhoods. It is hot and humid but we don't really pay attention to the weather. We are too busy admiring the beautiful houses on the way. We walk under a canopy of massive tropical shade trees covered, like most trees in Singapore, with wild orchids and birds nest ferns.
The botanical garden was started over a hundred years ago from a donated parcel of farm land. It houses a beautiful collection of tropical trees, lush and exotic palms, gingers, heliconias, bromeliads and the national orchid gardens on several acres of rolling hills and peaceful ponds.
Wide lawns offer a place to lay down and relax. A small restaurant nestled amidst a lush ginger grove offers cool drinks or a delicious brunch.
Four days go by quickly. I reflect on those last four days and realize that Singapore is nowhere near a police state. I only saw a police car patrolling once. The constant cacophony of police and ambulance sirens so common in NYC is absent. People seem to take pride in their country, in its cleanliness, in its beauty and they seem genuinely nice and courteous.
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