Four hours on a coach at night is a great place to think; to really contemplate stuff. And that's just what I did - instead of succumbing to the usual attractons of my book, my MP3 player or sleep, I just sat and thought. Thoughts flitting around my head like fireflies; round and round, up and down; eyes closed; lovely. Very enjoyable it was too. I came up with three new business ideas (and rejected them all). I formulated a plan for a new badminton club, which I'll start this week. I contemplated the differences between Chinese and British culture. I mulled over the importance of having good friends nearby. Then we arrived home in Singapore.
I know I've been writing a lot about Singapore recently, but I guess that's what happens when you've lived in a new culture for a while. I've become very aware of what's around me. I get the bus to and from work every day. It costs around 15p and is fully air-conditione d. Most of the time I get a seat, it's brilliant. Today was a special day - I boarded a bus that was driven by the world's most friendly bus driver. He greeted each passenger and said good bye to everyone who got off. Sadly I was the only person to notice of the 40-50 passengers that recieved this star treatment during my journey. So I gave him a big grin and a wave as I got off the bus. I love how something like that can add an extra smile to your day. I'm currently learning Mandarin (week 2 of a 10 week course). Last week I was convinced that the whole language is a conspiracy to confuse westerners. Today, however, I am thoroughly enjoying the challenge of learning such a dramatically d...
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