I wasn't supposed to be in the concert last Friday. My husband booked tickets for the race last March, way before the concert had its date. But since I was part of the organizing committee, I just had to be there. Vic flew to Singapore as scheduled. I stayed behind and flew the next day.
I took the early morning flight to Singapore. Vic and I met at the hotel. I arrived just before lunch. I had enough time to shop and rest before the concerts and the qualifying session.
I had been to the race in Sepang, Malaysia. It was nothing compared to the energy and organization of Singapore F1. I can't begin to imagine how much boost Singapore's economy had gained in this one event. Every part of the city benefited from this. There were temp jobs to fill, an increased demand for shopping, for food, accommodations and transportation. It was really worth the investment for the government. Just look at how many people were there.
Singapore is a crowded city already. But it has become more populated because of the tourists. Despite the masses of people, the city remained clean and efficient.
These are people watching the practice laps in one of the widescreens near the Espalanade.
On Sunday, race day, we managed to visit Marina Bay Sands after hearing mass. The trip to the Skypark was over-rated. It was broad daylight and the sun and humidity were very uncomfortable. We didn't stay up there for more than 10 minutes. We would've wanted to go up at night, but it was closed for the races. We had late lunch was at the the Sands.
Going to MBS from the city is quite a trip. The MRT station nearest the resort is Marina. Once you get off the train, you'd have to walk quite a bit to get to the hotel. This will be a convenient place to stay if the station is built already. Otherwise, you'd have to rely on the taxi service.
Monday was a slow-paced day. We left the hotel just in time for check-out then proceeded to the airport.
All in all, it was a well-spent weekend. I did what I came here to do. I got what I intended to get, except for the p*ta shoes to spice up my holiday wardrobe. Vic got his shirt and got to watch the races. I got to shop. We're happy.
I took the early morning flight to Singapore. Vic and I met at the hotel. I arrived just before lunch. I had enough time to shop and rest before the concerts and the qualifying session.
I had been to the race in Sepang, Malaysia. It was nothing compared to the energy and organization of Singapore F1. I can't begin to imagine how much boost Singapore's economy had gained in this one event. Every part of the city benefited from this. There were temp jobs to fill, an increased demand for shopping, for food, accommodations and transportation. It was really worth the investment for the government. Just look at how many people were there.
Singapore is a crowded city already. But it has become more populated because of the tourists. Despite the masses of people, the city remained clean and efficient.
These are people watching the practice laps in one of the widescreens near the Espalanade.
On Sunday, race day, we managed to visit Marina Bay Sands after hearing mass. The trip to the Skypark was over-rated. It was broad daylight and the sun and humidity were very uncomfortable. We didn't stay up there for more than 10 minutes. We would've wanted to go up at night, but it was closed for the races. We had late lunch was at the the Sands.
Going to MBS from the city is quite a trip. The MRT station nearest the resort is Marina. Once you get off the train, you'd have to walk quite a bit to get to the hotel. This will be a convenient place to stay if the station is built already. Otherwise, you'd have to rely on the taxi service.
Monday was a slow-paced day. We left the hotel just in time for check-out then proceeded to the airport.
All in all, it was a well-spent weekend. I did what I came here to do. I got what I intended to get, except for the p*ta shoes to spice up my holiday wardrobe. Vic got his shirt and got to watch the races. I got to shop. We're happy.
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