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Skriven 2014-11-09 02:26:00 av MICHAEL LOO (1:123/140)
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We decided - after last year having had a not so great
experience of whiling away vast hours in this airport - to
catch a bunch of Zs at the Hilton ZRH before proceeding.
Though the space between the terminals is undergoing some
pretty disruptive construction, the scheduled shuttle bus
came with Swiss precision as expected, and soon we were
welcomed into a bustling warren of activity and checked
in to a quite nice room for the day.

When it came time to leave, we had the hotel store our
winter togs and repaired to the executive lounge (on the
ground floor), where we enjoyed some excellent chicken
satays and some very bad red wine before hopping the
shuttle back to the airport.

Still a couple hours to kill, so we did so at the Senator
lounge, where catering was ordinary but our interests
overwhelmingly liquorous. Tardily we remembered that we
had a tram ride to the international area; we were not the
last to go, though we'd cut it pretty close.

LX 178 ZRH SIN 2245 1800 343 5AB

Boarding was almost complete when we arrived.

The crew were more deferential than usual; I attribute this
to our being closer to "my" perceived home turf now.

My dinner was tenderloin with green peppercorn sauce, an
actually okay piece of meat covered with liquid of less
acridness than usual. Lilli's Valais rosti with tomatoes and
cheese were reported palatable.

Black Forest trifle for dessert, chocolate and cherries
always a winning combination.

We arrived within range of schedule but had to buy some stuff
at the pharmacy, so even though it was still light when we
got on the MRT, it was in the full swing of nighttime
shopping when we got off at Orchard (we should of course have
gotten off at Newton for a much shorter walk).

The Sheraton Singapore doesn't have that great a reputation
(not to put too fine a point on it, but it and the Marriott
down the way are centers of genteel high-priced prostitution),
but I find it pleasant enough, and our quarters were comfy
in a sort of anonymous way.

For some reason we missed snacktime at the lounge, but just
as well, as soon it was time for the Newton hawker center
beer and food extravaganza, so we walked over a bit after
midnight.

Our table ordered beef, chicken, and mutton satays, oyster
omelet, and carrot cake to wash down our Tigers with.

I ended up buying a round of beer, but everyone was full by
then, and I ended up drinking most of it myself. Not feeling
100% afterward, I abandoned Lilli at some point but think I
was gentleman enough to walk her to either the taxi stand or
the hotel. Anyhow, she was still talking to me next day.


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