Singapore, it is Ithaca: what matters is to get there. And in the genus aerial Odyssey, the A380 arise there. As Penelope, is it has waited long. It is not disappointed with the first aircraft landed on the Parisian tarmac, scratched Singapore Airlines. It is the metonymy of the city: nothing seems to happen - the silence of the aircraft is impressive - and yet it moves. There is many (passengers 471 still), but the impression to be single. This is true in twelve suites (logical, these super first are true cabins), in business (with its beds - and its caviar!) but also in economic and economic class, cabin being modulated by several spaces... It leaves to regret but serein: the Singapore girl, legendary hostess, will be there to return. In true Penelope.
Here, the only crisis that is worth living is that of the Tai Tai ladies - hyper fashionistas of Chinese origin - in queue to Louis Vuitton, first taught to open the ion, the last Orchard Road luxury mall. Inflation on this artery of legend As of the commercial centres in beating of hundreds of millions of dollars. Logical, shopping is a national sport. Especially on weekends when the masses mingle with Tai Tai girls. Each finds happiness, Saint Laurent alongside Celio, and H & M, Gucci: consumer democracy here is a dogma. Yet foolproof steps: after their RAID Monogramée, Tai Tai girls are found between them for high tea in the lobby of the Fullerton, former colonial position, turned into a superstar, fashionable feng shui hotel (we love 88 carp of the basin). Around, complete it built everything is new business, giant casino made in Vegas and any integrated resorts urban districts by planting the new botanical garden... Myriads of cranes thwart the horizon of the Straits of Malacca without clear no dust. The port and its army of containers being the most clean legos game of the world: cleanliness is not an obsession on the island. It is a religion.

Do not listen to the Asterix in Helvetia drifting in each of us to the pristine technicolor of Chinatown, Little India and Arab Street... Dare to step aside: join by the back alleys, the wet market in Chinatown, where the old Chinese play Sunday in chess by smoking. try Mustafa adventure, BHV XXL version Bollywood (open 24 hours on 24, 5, Verdun Road). Also believe in the great melting pot local, embodied in the culture peranakan and his beautiful Museum (). But note that, as everywhere, the communities are both sociological than ethnic. Best field of observation Dempsey Hill, Lair local bobo: in a necessarily green environment, this set of former army barracks is home to hype (PS coffee) bars, spa new age House (), grocery healthy version antipodes (Jones the grocer), ephemeral galleries. The advantage A mixed true to Dorchester Park, district of bungalows XXL transformed into restaurants, more marked by the presence of expat's: their slightly dark mines these times can, give the Bumblebee.
Daniel Cohn-Bendit, wake! Lee Kwan-Yew is your master. In 1965, the legendary Premier of Singapore created two concepts in one: the City Garden and the hand in a glove of gardener. Result The nature shootée at Equatorial latitudes continues to expand. All in being tamed: in each Singapore sleeping a baronne de Rothschild discovering for the first time and with a bit of dread a leaf in the alleys of Ferrières... Then, it has tarred (nicely) the whereabouts of the Botanical Garden and its amazing garden of orchids and the paths of the treks start in one of the 300 national parks on the island. Do not hesitate to the adventure of the jungle (learn more about ). Namely: the dress code hiker Singapore - "short, marcel, Cap, baskets, gourd and backpack" - gives an air of amateur to the New York Marathon. Other domesticated nature experience: the zoo and its alter ego night, the night safari. It is worth more than the glance: on the small tram leading Tiger as a lion, the friendly hostess was the GAB of Pierre Bellemare and phlegm of Claire Chazal for endangered species ( .sg). Much more exciting than Sentosa Island-beach in full drift amusement park... To avoid if there is more than 12 years or if it is not a nostalgic strand of the prisoner, version Club Mickey. Even if change Island, so try the peaceful Pulau Ubin. The risk, the face-to-face with a dead leaf...
It is early in the morning to collect, on the banks of the River, there where, the founder of the city, Sir Stamford Raffles arrived in 1819: around, complete the former Parliament, the Victoria Theatre and the astonishing Asian civilization Museum (open daily, .sg, 1 Empress Place) float on this White Island. Push to the Padang, great British characteristic lawn of Imperial urbanism; pass the Cricket club, the Supreme Court, the city hall. Leave the city stretch. Slowly, to withdraw. At the Raffles for example. Go anyway even if it is not. Wait then the time of the high tea at the Tiffin or Million dollar cocktail at the Writer's Bar (flee the Long bar and his hordes of shorts tasting Singapore Sling). Then the bird pépient in the lobby, the piano echoes of a melody of Noël Coward. Think of the Council of Rudyard Kipling: "when at raffles, why not visit Singapore" ("When it is in the Raffles, why not visit Singapore"). And conclude that Rudyard was not necessarily wrong.