a document of days

We finished on press Thursday night, around 3 a.m. I arrived at the hotel around 3:30 a.m. and was able to get a good amount of sleep before we were up and facing our last day in Singapore. We took advantage of this day by spending time on Arab Street and in Little India. In the Arab district, we ate lunch at a hawker center...

... and then we walked around the market.

The markets are fascinating. I may have mentioned this in an earlier post, but I absolutely love going to all markets (fresh, seafood, super) when traveling. They are so revealing of a culture -- and so much fun. However, the market in the Arab district may have triggered the slightest desire to return home... or at the very least, pizza.

Like every day in Singapore, Friday was a very hot day. The outdoor markets that boast all sorts of dried fish and seafood were smelling especially pungent and my stomach was in no mood. Both Ryan and I were giddy and grossed out. It just smelled so bad. (Literally, when I look at a couple of these pictures, I can smell that place and I gag a little.) But we still enjoyed ourselves, and we took a lot of pictures. Click to enlarge.