Ian saw me off to the train on his way to work. He was entirely too generous with his time and money. While hostels aren’t particularly expensive in Singapore, I saved quite a bit of money by staying with him when you factor in the internet, laundry, food, and transportation costs. It still amazes me how willing couchsurfers are to welcome strange travelers into their homes and lives, despite the fact that I’ve hosted two people in the same manner.
I’d heard great things about the Singapore Airport, so I was happy to arrive there a few hours before my fight. Check in was easy, and it was a comfortable place to knock off a few hours. The free internet access was OK, though not a mind-blowing experience. The cactus garden was downright odd.
Before I knew it, I was off to Hong Kong aboard Jetstar’s Asian contingent. You can’t bring water on board, and they didn’t even offer a complimentary cup once aboard for the 3.5 hour fight. I’ve enjoyed Jetstar, however that approach for a medium-length international flight rubbed me the wrong way.