Little India...

I have been craving curry since I arrived in Singapore. I have been off Indian food in general after a not so appetizing wall-climbing cockroach incident at an Indian Restaurant in Itaewon. Luckily, I'm out of Korea now and spent today taking in Little India. The area was buzzing, especially in comparison to Chinatown. The smells from yesterday were more pronounced. It seemed as though curry was cooking, Bollywood-esque music was blaring and incense was burning on every corner.
On top of that, today was a scolding hot today. Even the Singaporeans seemed to have their tongues hanging out of their mouths. Suffice it to say, by 2:30 it was time to head home and hit the pool... God Bless Ray Dunn.

Curry deliciousness... all of the Indian men around me were eating with their hands. However, the waiter handed me a fork and looked at me as though I was supposed to use it. So, begrudgingly, I did. :(

Food for thought... who doesn't love motivational quotes randomly placed throughout the city? I sure do!

This is the crappiest flea market I have ever seen. It was on the outskirts of Little India (which was marvelous). So, I thought, accordingly, that the flea market would be buzzing, with an array of cool trinkets to buy. Oh boy, was I wrong. Half of the salespeople were passed out from the heat, which would make sense as I am sure there isn't a huge demand for old, wilted teddy bears and shoes with holes in them...