Jetskis, Wet Shorts and Immigration Drama
We woke up at a reasonable hour, grabbed our bags, and headed over to HarbourFront, ready to swap skyscrapers for sea spray. A quick raid of 7-Eleven for breakfast and lunch supplies later, we found ourselves trying to figure out how this whole ferry thing worked. Turns out, boarding a ferry here is a lot like boarding a plane. First stop: a counter upstairs to get printed boarding passes, then through security and passport control before being herded into a cramped holding pen that felt far too much like an airport waiting lounge buried inside a shopping mall. Singapore never fails to surprise. ...