Day 38/9 Dec 3rd/4th
Our adventures, which started back in October, were drawing to a close. Our last day had dawned.
After our day of decadence yesterday, today was always going to be more prosaic. So it was breakfast, then packing our cases for the last time. In the meantime, we had to figure out what to do after checking out at eleven. We had nine hours to fill before we would be picked up for our flight at eight p.m.
We decided on a visit to the National Gallery of Singapore . We left our luggage with the concierge. We decided to walk to the gallery. It was about a ten minute walk from the hotel. The walk took us down Bridge Street, across the river and past the Parliament Building.

The gallery is situated in what used to be the City Hall building and the old Supreme Court building. It is a confusing building to navigate. The two earlier buildings are separate but joined, making it difficult, for me at least, to know where I was.
‘We visited one of the exhibitions named “Glisten”. It was located in the Roof Garden created by Aotearoa/New Zealand artist Lisa Reihana. A link to where we come from.

After that we decided to have lunch. There are a variety of restaurants and cuisines to chose from. They range from a three Michelin Star French Restaurant, through Cantonese to Japanese to Catalan. We settled on the Courtyard Café which does, in its own words “Straits Asian food”. It was good, even if I had to peel my own prawns.

After lunch we went round four exhibitions. The first of which was an exhibition of the award winners in a South East Asian Art competition. It was interesting if varied in quality and style.
After that we saw, what was my favourite of the exhibitions, “Becoming Lim Tze Peng”. Lim Tze Peng is a one hundred and three year old Singapore born artist. The exhibition traces his development and his route to becoming a national treasure. He is viewed in Singapore in a similar way to David Hockney in the United Kingdom.
The other exhibition that I liked was “Kim Lim: The Space Between. A Retrospective”
Kim Lim was a sculptor. Although she was born and educated in Singapore, she mainly worked in London.
She once said that her practice was informed “not so much [by] volume, mass and weight, but with form, space, rhythm and light”.
This is lazy on my part. But, I feel that the video above gives a better overview of an artist than I can. I knew nothing of her or her work before seeing the exhibition. I liked what I saw.
By this time, it was around 5:30. We were “arted” out. It had also started to rain. This was rain as I remembered it from my time in the Solomon Islands. Like a giant bucket of water being poured out. We decided to get a taxi back to the hotel. We would have drowned in the ten minute walk back. We already knew that taxi fares went up at peak times. Rain makes getting a cab more difficult and also, apparently, even more expensive.
Back at the Park Royal Pickering, we had a final dinner. Our faithful driver arrived at 8:00. He had been the same one for all our official excursions. He whisked us off to the airport and our flight home.
Our flight was delayed slightly but took off about one in the morning. Fourteen hours later we were back where we started thirty nine days earlier.
We had pre-booked a car. It took us back home to a cold and dreary New Malden by nine a.m. Duster was there to meet us, and I think he was pleased to see us.
Our adventure sadly was over.















































