Part 4: Things I Have Learned in Singapore

It is too hot.
Life is more fun if you get out of the tourist zone.
Screaming children in public places don’t bother me that much.
Public places with air conditioning help because it is too hot.
When you wander by the Anglican cathedral, glance at all the signs. It is fun to discover that Evensong with Eucharist starts in fifteen minutes. It is less fun to discover, half an hour later, that it was canceled because of the diocesan assembly.
It is worth walking to another cathedral even if it’s a few blocks in the wrong direction. And Roman Catholic priests do, in fact, preach the gospel as well as Protestants. (Okay, I knew this one before.)
Also, standing space only in the cathedral at Mass isn’t too bad when you are in front of the air conditioner and it is too hot.
Spending a very small amount of money on a hotel “capsule” is a smart idea. If nothing else, it will force you to leave the hotel and explore the city.

Spending a somewhat large amount of money on a meal is also a smart idea when it turns out to be truly high-class, gourmet cooking at a casino buffet where you can eat as much as you want, especially with a coupon in hand.
The city is not as much fun to explore when it is too hot.
“He was paying attention to a game on his phone instead of walking” is a totally justifiable motive for murder.
Restauranteurs shouting at you and shoving food samples in your face should be a justifiable motive for murder, but I think it’s just cultural, because everybody seems to do it.
You start finding lots of justifiable reasons for murder when it is too hot.
Spending time in a room with thirteen cats makes everything better.