After sitting for three hours on a purple airline seat between two strangers, I could feel the aircraft starting to land. We were starting to touch down in Singapore, a country at first I had never even heard of, to a country which I long for my next visit. I was traveling with my mother, father, brother, and two cousins. We went to the Philippines as our main vacation, but our aunt had treated us to a mini vacation of three days in Singapore to visit our other cousin. We had stayed in the Bencoolen condominium on the sixth floor. The room we had stayed in was quite small for four, but it really had a homey feel and a killer view where we could see Sim Lim Square, as for the rest of the condominium was very neat. On that very same day we had also went to the Suntec City Mall. On the way there I asked my mother if I could ride in the front seat of the right hand driving taxi. It would have been a small experience for others, yet it was a large deal for me. It had always had been one of my dreams to ride in a right hand car like in dramas and anime like my Asian idols. As I sat there I was in awe as I saw many fine buildings and this quite peculiar arch. It was a Singapore landmark, the Singapore Flyer. I had never seen an enormous Ferris wheel such as that one. At the mall we had feasted in a massive buffet. There was a variety of many Asian foods from sushi, noodles to a milk chocolate fondue fountain. I had a great time there even though I didn’t eat too much because I still had some jetlag. The time was still not my time to eat. After we had eaten, we had walked a few steps until we had spotted a Korean pop poster stand. There is a very slim chance in America for me to just walk a little bit and find Asian music, so I had to purchase a poster of my favorite band. I was very happy. We went back to the condominium and around the corner many people were still outside enjoying and having snacks. We mingled in the nightlife for a bit before we called it a day. I went to bed happy and I woke up even happier. Today we had a plan to go to the Universal Studios of Singapore. On the way there in the taxi we had listened to Chinese music, and I had gazed up at the modern tall buildings. The sun was up high and there was not a cloud in the vast blue sky. In the amusement park we went on childish rides and live performances to the sickest roller coasters and had finished in one day. We were beat by the end of the day and my cousins had also decided to treat us to another buffet. It was a noodle buffet. I was very lucky because noodles are my favorite food. The next and last night I had went to sleep happier than the night before and woke up the happiest before the pang of sadness had hit. For half of the day we walked in the mall and flea market. I tried to stall my parents and asked if we could stay a little longer, but when we finally went to the taxi and half way to the airport, I broke into tears. I will never forget this amazing country.
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