I have been travelling down to Singapore very frequent lately. Not for a pure holiday of course. I have friends here to catch up with and my lovely dearie whom i dearly missed is currently working on a project here. So, yeah, you got the reason why!
Back home, life is pretty much convenient, or maybe I would say I have a luxurious life back home. But is that so? Luxury today is define as having everything that belongs to the high end, i.e, having a BMW/ Ferrari to drive/ maybe with a driver, Able to drive to a destination and need to walk under crazy rain and scorching sun, holding LV or Burberry instead of Padini or Charles and Keith, Using iphone or Blackberry with all the application and many more, staying in a landed property where your house is covered with your own compound/ gerden (bungalow), owning a private jet, etc.
However, my luxury does not fall in either category, Don’t even think of BMW, I don’t even have a Toyota, iphone? I have my-phone! Bags? Nothing higher than F21…house? A cozy ones which is still in progress in terms of furnishing. Maybe luxury is not the right term, but comfortable enough to live with will be a better way to describe.
Elephant can drive?
As I was walking to get my breakfast this morning, I decided to take a slower walk to take a little look around to see how people live in Sg. Well, not many drive everywhere like I used to back home (even to a destination which will only take 10min). Career woman with nice make up, smart outfit with matching heel and of course a matching hand/work bag did not drive, but walk a distance to catch MRT or buses to work. Then I think to myself. If I were in their shoe… I will definitely scream my head off! But on the other hand, at least they walk more than I do!
my favourite! Peanut curve! (pancake stuff with lots of peanut!)
But what about shopping? Yeah, I even saw a lady with shiny tight tube dress with stilletos taking MRT on a normal weekend. They walk fast but how they balance that with their tiny heels? OUTCH….
Old folks would come out and buy their groceries but how do they trevel? BY BUS! Well, they are neither young nor too old but they are definitely strong enough to carry all those bags and balance themselves up and down the bus.
Most people here uses public transport. That is why the jam during peak hours are not as bad as those back home! And of course, their transport system could not be compared in anyway if we were to compare with ours. Travelling is very easy here! I just need to go to the web and directions are given to me! (NOT just IN MAP FORM BUT AS IN WHICH BUS/MRT TO TAKE, HOW MAY STOPS, HOW LONG WILL THE JOURNEY TAKE, HOW MAY INTERCHANGE, HOW MUCH WILL THE TRIP COST AND SO FORTH!) Believe me it is super accurate! 15 min a bus means 15 min a bus and not 30 min! This is call “RELIABLE!”
I think life back home is comfortable enough BESIDES going through all the crazy jam. (30 min journey can turned into 2hr journey). But of course I felt much more comfortable in Sg due to their language (feel so much like PEnang) and efficiency(less people who shake their butt more that they walk which actually slow down their speed).
Luxury back home are meant to be ROB, but luxury in Sg are meant to be enjoy!
Back home, people snatch your pasar malam bag (YES I SAY PASAR MALAM! SO WHAT ABOUT GUCCI?), people steal your BMW, people steel your phone, and people pick your pocket. Here in sg, nice cars are everywhere, people even put iphone on the table like nokia 8850, carry branded bags taking buses and walking on the street…Any risk of being rob? Well, maybe there are cases but people seems to be safe and comfortable out there.
But on the bright side, having a car back home is cheaper than having a car here. Parking are of course much cheaper despite of the security and congestion. We have much spacious home at affordable prices compare to Sg, besides having to make our homes like prison due to break-ins.
What more can I complain? I miss my car back home, I miss driving right into my compound and need not walk so far to smell the smell of home. Need not come back with tired and aching feet (besides long hour shopping) and able to dump all my shopping bags in the car after shopping and slowly carry them into the house. Ah… that is luxury with limitation, comfort with insecurity, spending with insufficiency.
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