Cycling across the Causeway into Singapore was perhaps a little disappointing …. We had envisioned a grand sort of sweeping entranceway with a backdrop of huge skyscrapers, but the Causeway was just a short uninspiring sort of ramp across the water and it was wall-to-wall traffic.
Singapore suburbia. Leafy, neat and surprisingly spacious.
Once we cleared immigration we experienced the most thorough gear search of our entire trip, with the Customs official finding our remaining milk powder and eyeing it suspiciously.
Once cleared and back on the bikes it was a relaxing pedal through the ‘burbs’ to meet our host for the next few days, Jin, another cyclist we’d met in Tehran.
Ed and Gaye in front of the famous Raffles hotel.
Gaye, Jin and Ed in Orchard St..the shopping mecca of Singapore
Cricket...a colonial hangover underneath modern skyscrapers
Gaye gets a lift to the airport from Jin (our host in Singapore)
So after one year, two weeks, six days and 25,000 km we have finally run out of land.
We had a few days to get sorted and packed in Singapore before jumping on our Tiger Airways $75.00 flight to Darwin. We were pretty happy as we’d budgeted for a $500 each Qantas flight plus excess baggage (Tiger accepted bikes and trailers and we only paid $50 extra for the lot).
