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Gardens by the Bay

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The next morning, my aunt and I explored Gardens by the Bay in order to check out the SuperTrees grove. It had been described to me as a tourist staple in Singapore and it wasn’t hard to see why. 

The SuperTrees are 164 feet high steel trees, covered in thousands of different types of plants and flowers, scaling towards the sky with wrap-around walkways. The trees are lit up at night with lights running through the foliage. 

I walked across the Supertree skywalks, feeling the full force of the sun beating down on me, but getting an incredible view of Singapore. 

While at Gardens by the Bay, we walked through an orchid garden where we saw several indoor, man-made waterfalls and art installations, which was Jurassic Park-themed at the time, as part of a promotion. 

Walking through the orchid garden smells like walking through a room of expensive candles where everything is fresh and mossy. We went into an art installation where a child mistakenly grabbed my hand in the dark and started pulling me with him through the room and I was hit with an intense wave of baby fever. 

Afterwards, we stepped inside Marina Bay Sands, a shopping center, to cool down and grab lunch. When I refer to Marina Bay Sands as a shopping center, don’t picture the decaying mall in your hometown with its half empty food court and germ-infested Christmas Village.

Marina Bay Sands has a casino, a 360 rooftop infinity pool, and indoor canals, complete with gondolas. Every high-end luxury brand is there, brimming with clothes that you can’t afford, and restaurants that are far better than any food court. We stopped for ramen and then continued with our trip. 

In the late afternoon we went down to a part of town called Arab Street. Specifically we went to Haji Lane, a brightly-colored street known for its boutiques and shopping centers. There we checked out all of the clothes and Persian rugs on display.

The day highlighted for me just how unique Singapore is. Nowhere else in the world would I hope to explore an indoor super mall, hundred feet tall cyber trees, indoor waterfalls with flowers and art installations, and a vibrant, bustling shopping center all in the same day.

The Tragic Queen,

Raquel


P.S.: Check out how I spent my previous day in Singapore, getting lost in a real forest of trees with monkeys that chose to give me a hard time.

Singapore: Day 2

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The next morning, we started our day with prata and mutton sauce at the Tin Yeang Hawker Center for breakfast. The Tin Yeang Hawker Center is an open air cafeteria, known for its prata, a crispy Indian dish dipped in a smokey curry sauce. It is a popular breakfast dish in Singapore and Malaysia. 

And it tastes incredible. 

We got ours filled with egg, onion, and cheese. I inhaled the first batch and then some of my aunt’s, wiping my bowl clean of the mutton sauce. 

Once we finished breakfast, my aunt and I explored Chinatown. We started around the Buddha Tooth Relic Temple and then walked down the colorful, bustling streets, dipping into shops that sold talismans, jewelry, and small wooden elephants, and drinking dragon fruit tea that we bought at a tea stand. Everywhere we looked there were paper lanterns, statues of Buddha, and murals of Bruce Lee. 

For lunch we went to the Maxwell Hawker Center so that I could try chicken and rice, the national dish of Singapore. I tried it at a Michelin-star food stall, called Tian Tian Hainanese Chicken Rice, made famous by Anthony Bourdain. Every other tourist had the same idea as us and we had to wait in a fairly long line, but it was worth it. Though it sounds simple, the juicy, buttery pieces of chicken over rice are a must-try. Food was quickly becoming my favorite part of the trip.

After that, I decided to check out another bookstore, appropriately named Littered with Books, and then called it a day. My jet-lag was still kicking my ass, hovering over me no matter what I did. I chugged every form of tea I could get my hands on, from matcha to thai tea to dragon fruit, but I still felt like I was walking through a fog.

It was a perfect second day in Singapore, filled with prata, mutton sauce, dragon fruit tea, and chicken and rice. 

(And for those who are considering traveling to Singapore, I would recommend a day in Chinatown with a stop at the Tian Tian Hainanese Chicken Rice food stall for a chicken and rice lunch and a prata breakfast at The Tin Yeang Hawker Center).

The Tragic Queen,

Raquel 

P.S.: Check out my blog post about how I spent my first day in Singapore

Singapore Swing

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For the second time this year, I got my passport stamped. This time, I was traveling to Singapore, to visit my aunt, following my completion of my classes at Columbia. 

It was my first time traveling to Asia and I have been wanting to see Singapore ever since my aunt moved there nearly a decade ago. After meticulously researching all of the best cites, I made my way across the world to visit this island nation atop the equator.

I touched down in Singapore and discovered a nation of hawker centers, towering skyscrapers, and sweltering heat. It also is a nation of facial recognition at the airport, indoor shopping centers a la Rodeo Drive, and a concrete jungle, surrounded by actual jungle. 

It is a one-party system that takes pieces of democracy, socialism, and capitalism and combines them for their own style of government. It shouldn’t work, and yet, it works almost too well, being one of the cleanest and safest countries in the world. 

After more than 19 hours of travel, I landed in Singapore Changi airport, an airport that puts all other airports to shame. It is a tourist attraction in and of itself with its butterfly garden and waterfall, making for a very warm welcome into the country. 

From there, I got my bearings, going to the Ngee Ann City Civic Plaza in the Orchard Road shopping center, where I spent hours at Kikokuniya Books. I got lost in the rows of books and found a pretty stack of books to bring home, as I can be counted on to do wherever I am in the world. 

On my first night there, I went to a Hawker Center, one of the main things that I wanted to try when visiting Singapore. A hawker center is an open air market, filled with dozens of food stalls, as seen in the movie Crazy Rich Asians. I waded through the crowds, trying out all of the different kinds of incredible food while my mouth watered. Steam wafted up from nearly every food stall. I drank out of a coconut and ate, among other things, some of the best Indian food that I have ever had.

The Raffles Place Hawker Center was the perfect place to start my adventure in Singapore. There would be many hawker centers in my future, as well as more bookstores and shopping centers, all of them explored to the fullest extent. 

I would be going everywhere from nature sites to urban centers. Keep reading for tales of monkey forests, super trees, and botanical gardens.

The Tragic Queen,
Raquel 


P.S.: Check out my blog post about my recent travels to France

Olivia’s Gluten-Free Birthday

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One of my favorite things about living in New York City is not just the way in which various different types of restaurants can coexist here, but the way a restaurant needs a hook in order to stay alive. 

You can create whatever seemingly mismatched fusion restaurant, whatever astrology-themed bar, or animal-themed cafe you want, so long as the food and drink earns its keep. 

A generic restaurant is more likely to be put out of business than an eccentric one– basic restaurants need not apply.

This occurred to me a few weeks ago at Senza Gluten, the gluten-free Italian restaurant I went to for my cousin Olivia’s birthday. My knowledge of Italian came in clutch as I informed the table that “senza” means “without” in Italian, which is about all I can do with my limited knowledge of Italian: impress people by reading off the menu at an Italian restaurant and enhance the viewing experience of season 2 of The White Lotus. 

Our gluten-free meals were excellent, unlike most gluten-free which runs the risk of tasting like carpeting. We had our gluten-free meals, toasted the woman of the hour with all of the alcohol we’d just purchased, and then had some gluten-free bagels the next morning at a gluten-free bagel place. 

Only in New York City could so much lack of gluten thrive. 

For her birthday, I bought Olivia a “pussy astray/incense holder.” The women selling them in Union Square Park clapped them together to demonstrate that they were “indestructible, just like the real thing.” 

Olivia is one of the few people I know who would appreciate such a product. 

Olivia, appreciating such a gift

I’d spent the weekend eating gluten-free around town, on purpose, and witnessing a woman standing in Union Square park unironically clap together vagina-shaped drug paraphernalia, like they were chalkboard erasers, and yet, the thing that I was most struck by was all of the things that I could only get in New York City. 

Between the unique food and the unique gifts, New York City is the place to spend your birthday.

Happy late birthday, Olivia! 

The Tragic Queen,

Raquel

P.S.: Check out my previous blog post: Home Sweet Home