Singapore...

I was pulling into the city on the subway, looking around the neighborhoods, hearing the beeps and bells from the moving train and remember thinking it felt somewhat European. When I left, I remember thinking of how I missed the depth of the good European cities. These new monsters in Southeast Asia have their charm, and it's not fair to mark them after such brief, brief visits, but I can't help it. Last time I left Italy, I left thinking everyone in the country was a complete fucker - and somehow I want to go back so much it hurts. What can I say, I love fuckers! Didn't meet enough of them in Singapore. How can you in a country that executes its drug dealers? No, seriously...I'm being serious.