We met Alan at the station then took the train to Chinatown where we saw the huge markets. People are getting ready for Chinese New Year in a few months so there were tons of goods in red and lots of decorations. I was tempted! Next we saw the wet market which had lots of interesting goodies- giant catfish, squids, turtles, frogs, and huge shrimps swimming around crates. Amazingly the smell didn't deter our appetite and we went upstairs to a hawker market where Alan showed us the classics. He was jetting around to the different stalls, placing one of us at each one to wait for the food and being it to the table. Before we knew it, a massive smorgasbord of food was crammed onto our table. We had clay pot rice, chicken rice, laksa soup, fried oysters, rice pancakes with chili sauce, kaya toast, chicken feet skins (!!!), iced coffees and beers. Alan gave us a crash course in chopstick use, and we dug in. Everything was great- I loved clay pot rice which was rich and spicy. I even helped myself to seconds on the chicken feet.
After we were well stuffed, we went down to the gardens by the bay which were lovely, but were chased out by some nasty looking clouds rolling in fast. We used it as an excuse to grab a seista before the evening. Although we did get hit by the rain on the walk from the station to the hostel we made it back ok.
That evening we went back into little India and after a good 20 minutes of menu-deciphering with a very patient server, we ordered some amazing Indian food. Samosas for an appetizer, followed by a pile of rice with different curries and veggies to mix in. So good. We had some drinks, then elbowed our way back through the astonishingly busy streets to the hostel and some well needed sleep.
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