The service and experience on Singapore Air was stellar but don’t forget – it’s Singapore Air. That means you have to fly through ….Singapore. This translated into 10? hours in Singapore. Singapore. Singapore. Never been there?

Hot muggy weather.
Malls.

hmmmm…..cannot think of anything else. Am I missing something? Not that I could find in the ten hours we were there. Singapore: all the suburb and shallowness you can buy – at urban prices!

Or, Life as a Business Class Passenger. Never before have I more starkly experienced “class” more than in my first real foray into business class…it was there, on Singapore Air, that I had choices….

• Choices to enter a different (and of course, far shorter) line.
• Choices to rest my travel-weary body in an exclusive “AirKRIS” lounge (“Kris” has some meaning I am forgetting right now as I type this from the Mumbai airport).
• Choices to partake in whatever food I wanted in these lounges.
• Choices to sit upstairs….where the cleaner bathrooms are.
• Choices to refresh oneself with hot towels brought to you every 30 minutes or so by the ever-so-attentive SAL staff.
• Choices to have legroom….serious legroom….and to recline my seat in a form that far more closely resembles the humane than “Economy” class affords its ill-fated travelers. This is not trivial.

What a fitting preface to my destination country….