We arrived in the afternoon and it was my first time being picked up by someone at the airport holding up a sign with your name--it was Chris' name, but still, we're a team and a new experience for me. The hotel is in a working-class area, not the touristy part of town and not much English spoken around here. The beds are more firm than firm and the plumbing is loud, but Chris hadn't given me any impression that it was a fancy hotel, so it's actually better than expected. We get some shabu shabu for dinner--no forks--so with chopsticks I did eat.
This picture is actually lunch the next day, a similar thing, but they did have plastic forks. After lunch, Chris and his co-worker had to go back to work so I was shown the MRT (subway) and let loose (well they showed me the map). I'm a country girl, and this is one of the things I thought I would never do, but do I did! By myself, took the subway to a nearby shopping district, purchased a few items and made my way back.
These pictures are the scenes that greeted me coming up from the subway. Do I turn left or right? Right and 3/4 or maybe not quite? Well, with brains in my head and shoes on my feet I'll make my way any direction I chose--oh, the places I'll go! (that's a little Dr. Suess lingo).





