Changi

Another stop in the journey. The Singapore airport is a wonder. I'm playing around while I wait for my connecting flight (which isn't for another 6 hours or so.) Beware. If I can't find something else to do with my time, you may end up getting a whole lot of pictures of this place. I'm already dreaming up photo projects that I could do...

That being said I'll leave you with this wonderful bit of airplane reading:

I didn't believe we could lick such a crowd of Spaniards and A-rabs, but I wanted to see the camels and elephants, so I was on hand next day, Saturday, in the ambuscade; and when we got the word, we rushed out of the woods and down the hill. But there warn't no Spaniards and A-rabs, and there warn't no camels nor no elephants. It warn't anything but a Sunday-school picnic, and only a primer-class at that. We busted it up, and chased the children up the hollow; but we never got anything but some doughnuts and jam, though Ben Rogers got a rag doll, and Jo Harper got a hymn-book and a tract; and then the teacher charged in and made us drop everything and cut.

- Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn