We arrived in Singapore on 29 April, about 9:30 PM - and really managed to rush through Customs and Immigration, collect our luggage, and find a shuttle bus that took us straight to our

But it was an incredibly modern and beautiful airport, with a most intriguing "sculpture." You know how some fountains go up and down with a variety of configurations in accompaniment to music? This sculpture of amber-colored glass droplets moved up and down on monofilament, in time to the




Next morning we get up, and head




There were little shrines in front of many of the businesses that we thought were restaurants, little red houses with small statues, fruits, cakes, incense burning. The scent of incense filled the air, and it was wonderful. I'm fascinated by these little shrines, so I took a bunch of


There were also many places with orange trees out front, often with red ribbons or tassels. I know red is the color associated with both youth and luck in many Asian cultures, so I figured this must be some

So we went on our merry way, enjoying Singapore and the vast variety of people - most of the people in this neighborhood seem to be of Chinese descent, but there are many Indian people in traditional tunics and pants (men) or saris (women). Sikhs with colorful turbans. Sri Lankan men with a T shirt and sarong. (I'm sure we saw Malaysian people, but I really don't yet recognize the difference between Malay and Chinese descent.) And my personal favorite, the Buddhist monk or novice, I'm not sure which, in saffron and maroon.
Our day continued, and turned into evening. We walked around our neighborhood as the night cooled off, and the "restaurants" opened up for the night business. We peeked inside. Yup, they aren't restaurants at all - they're brothels! Pretty young women lined up inside, lots of doors along narrow hallways, candles and incense everywhere, and huge piles of sheets (that one made us laugh!). We had a good laugh over the restaurants that turned out to be brothels!
I did ask one man outside a brothel about the shrines and pineapples - he said the pineapples are offerings to the household gods (I guess of the shrine), and the pineapple is to bring good luck. (Or, the cynical side of me says, good business.)
Somehow the idea of a shrine outside each brothel just makes me laugh!
No comments:
Post a Comment