Singapore Sling

It’s 4am and we’re wide awake in the icy and luxurious cocoon of our very well air-conditioned suite at the Crowne Plaza Changi Airport. The flight was smooth and mercifully uneventful. Our adventure began, of course, at Sydney Airport where Jen enjoyed buying four litres of duty free grog (two Jacks, two Camparis), Chris enjoyed looking through the Victoria’s Secret catalogue and Sam played in a small playground we found inside Karen’s favourite restaurant, McDonald’s.

On board, Jenny had time to watch the film The Other Guys (1.5 stars out of 5) and drink a Singapore Sling before becoming a slave to Sam. Chris also watched The Other Guys (2 stars out of 5) and downed a Singapore Sling before becoming a slave to Sam. Sam watched the movie Cars (5 stars out of 5), two episodes of Scooby Doo, one episode of The Flintstones, finished an entire sticker book, finished an entire colouring book, ate a backpack full of food, had a mile-high swordfight with Daddy in the aircraft toilet, played with his new British Airways 747 and still had time for a 40-minute sleep…



Singapore once again opened her arms to us as we stumbled blearily from the economy cabin. Having such a lovely hotel within the airport terminal building makes things so easy and comfortable in an otherwise steamy environment. We’re now waiting for the breakfast restaurant to open (6am) then for the pool to open (7am), then for our flight to open (11.30am) before we do the 14-hour leg to London. Not looking forward to that very much, but we are looking forward to arriving – very much.