After an uneventful minibus journey, where we didnt lose Vicky this time, we pulled up in our hooker ridden street aptly named Joo Chiat Road (pronounced Do you sh@t road?) much to our amusement. Spent the night scouring the streets of China town in the rain attempting to find a meal not full of fish heads or organs! Anyone for Organ Soup?

Spent the next day in a mall not buying anything but running around like mad women in search of all things green in preparation for St. Patricks day and taking shelter from the crazy torrential Singapore rain. That night the infamous Betelbox pub crawl loomed. It was led by our leader Din the Indian and began at the shocking hour of 6:30! Accompanied by several alcoholics we forced a few drinks down in order to be social of course ;) before leaving the dorm. Took a boat trip with carryout taking in the sights of Singapore before heading to the free bar, which we made full use of! Things got messy after that with lost Aussie passports and mucho McDonalds :) and Vicky taking her life into her hands and being flung into the stratosphere on a bungy ball. After much searching the Aussie passport eluded finding and the group trudged back to Betelbox, clambering over the multitude of hookers outside our door.

Next day the combinatoion of a severe angry storm and sore heads kept us inside. Where we befriended Sid the Snail, an uninvited passenger in Vicky's handbag, the size of a small child he scared the b'jaysus out of us. He is currently still occupying the girls bathroom in Betelbox - beware fellow travellers!! That night was spent watching free DVDs in the company of the wonderful Betelbox staff, after negotiating for more edible food :)

Arsed about the next day before heading to the Airport sad to turn our backs on Asia but happy to see Duty Free. Here we fell happily kissing and hugging litre bottles of Whiskey and Absolut for ridiculously low prices, which we were then denied due to our stop over in Darwin - how very dare you!