Safe, Sound and *Set Up* in Singapore...

After being told at Incheon International Airport that there was a good chance I would be turned away by Singaporean officials because I didn't have a Visa or departing ticket, I boarded the plane and spent the next six hours sweating that I would have to actually come back to Korea. Ick. Of course, once I arrived, I realized all my worrying was for nothing. The lady barely glanced at me, offered me a candy and ushered me through. Isn't Singapore, like, the most strict place on earth? After that I headed to Ray's place. Ray is a friend of my good friend, Mike Henny, who graciously offered to put me up for a couple days. Well, thank heavens. Ray has a gorgeous two bedroom apartment in downtown Singapore. Screw guest houses. I have my own bathroom, bedroom, gym and swimming pool all at my disposal. Ray even has a guest cell phone...

Ray and I eating at a hawker style street restaurant in Singapore.

Life's rough... hanging out at the pool at Ray's condo...