Introduction to the Big Trip
I’ve spent the past three summers living and working in different foreign cities: Mumbai, India, in 2007; Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, in 2008; and now the summer of 2009 will be passed in Singapore, which is a city-state on an island, and the island, the city, and the country, are all called just Singapore. I don’t really consider these summers spent abroad as “trips.” I was working and living. The longest trip I’d ever been on was 7 weeks in Europe in the summer of 2000. The second longest trip I’ve ever been on was for 4 weeks this year. I returned to Singapore from this trip last week.
My last final exam at NUS (National University of Singapore) was during the morning of May 7, and in the afternoon of May 7, after a rushed and haphazard packing job, in which I forgot deodorant, socks, and my camera, I was on a flight to Macau, China, with Christine. On June 2, I boarded a plane in Phuket, Thailand, bound for Singapore, and now, five days later, I begin recounting the tale.
My last final exam at NUS (National University of Singapore) was during the morning of May 7, and in the afternoon of May 7, after a rushed and haphazard packing job, in which I forgot deodorant, socks, and my camera, I was on a flight to Macau, China, with Christine. On June 2, I boarded a plane in Phuket, Thailand, bound for Singapore, and now, five days later, I begin recounting the tale.
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