3rd August 2014 – Singapore
Don’t build distances, so vast that you drown in them. And, don’t dream about pastures that you cannot see. Don’t lead to revile. Don’t follow to beguile. Liquor is quicker, so just walk this bridge beside me.
Last night, the drinking started at the bridge, only to end at 5 or 6 in the morning. Now, even if you were living in Singapore for the last 10 years, there is a good chance that you don’t know where ‘the bridge’ is. Neither are you at fault if you started searching the club listings for any establishment named, well, the bridge.
The bridge in question here, is the one that runs along the Singapore river, at Clarke Quay. Over years, this bridge has become the centre of the pre-drinking culture in Singapore, where people hang around for cheap drinks from the convenience stores nearby, and once they are tipsy enough, then head to the clubs. Given the price of alcohol inside the clubs, this made perfect sense.
Oh, if you want to get any bonus points while hitting on someone in Singapore, let them know that the bridge is actually named ‘the reed bridge’. Even most locals don’t know that bit of trivia.
You can thank me with a beer the next time you see me.