Since I now had two days in Singapore, I got to create a new plan for what I was going to do there. After checking into my hostel, showering and changing into lighter clothes, I took the MRT to the Harborfront where I went to hike up Mt. Faber before sunset. Mt. Faber is the tallest "mountain" in Singapore. At 344 feet, it is quite a monster. There is a nice forested path that goes up to the top, where there is a lookout that gives you a pretty good view of a number of areas in the city. At that time of day, there were a ton of people there with the same idea as me.
After the hike down, I headed East to a seafood center where I got some of the famous Chili Crab. The crabs are imported from Sri Lanka and then cooked in a delicious spicy chili sauce. Last time I was in Singapore, I ended up getting pepper crab, which is supposed to be spicier, but isn't as saucy. At that point, I was pretty tired, and headed to sleep.
Despite a huge time difference, I slept reasonably well, waking up once, and then going to back to sleep to wake up at 8am. I ate a breakfast of roti prata and teh tarik and then did a long walk around Little India, checking out some temples along the way. Once I had worked up a hunger again, I headed to the Katong district where I got some Otah (ground fish wrapped in banana leaves) and delicious Laksa. Though I will say that the homemade Laksa from my buddy Jeremy tasted better in my mind.
One thing that was hard to miss in Singapore right now is the prevalence of signs advertising the Singapore F1 Grand Prix. The race happens September 24-26 and is famous for being the only night course on the circuit. Unfortunately, I wasn't going to be there for any part of the race, which was a real bummer, but I did happen to stumble upon the course while exploring some of the areas around Marina Bay. In addition to seeing the course, I actually got to walk around on it and saw some workers still preparing the course. I also got to get up close with the red and white turn bumps; those things are seriously stiff. With basically no suspension, the drivers have to really get jolted around when they hit them going as fast as they do. Walking around on part of the track really gave me a sense of how narrow the course is, and how tight the turns are. I've got a lot more respect for the drivers now (not to say I didn't before). It has got to be something to be able to see them race in person. Maybe another time I'll be able to check out a race.