Seeing Singapore our way meant that we reverted to our old habits. We’ve experienced two days of tourist brochure suggestions but we felt the need to do something different. This is not our first holiday here.

I loved Gardens by the Bay.and wrote about it, but because I’m writing this on my tablet I haven’t a clue how to link it.

Yesterday we bought ourselves Singapore Tourist Passes for the wonderful  Singaporean transport system and set off on our first day of seeing Singapore our way.

This method works a treat for John and me. We use our age and my arthritis as an excuse, if we need one for what seems like a lazy time. Then we decide our destination, as far away as we think is reasonable for the day, and buy our passes.

How we knew seeing Singapore our way would work

We’ve had wonderful adventures in many places. We’ve  learned lots of history and geography as well as observed how people really live away from the tourist strips. Even sitting on trains and busses is an education. Talking with people is a bonus.

Here are a few examples.

  • One evening in Lyon, when it was too late for a rest and too early for dinner we got on an ordinary bus and delighted in our trip along the Rhone River, watching the autumn trees lit by the setting sun before the street lights came on. We meandered into little villages and watched families prepare for the evening and back to the magical river. Fairyland!
  • Once we caught a bus from Frontignac in the south of France. It went in the opposite direction from the one we expected. Another meandering trip. Villages, vineyards, sheep, pigs. Then we found ourseves in Montpelier. Amazing. Beautiful. Exciting.
  • A train ride from Melbourne to Geelong, where I bought the most wonderful bathers, in the middle of July.

With this background, how could we go wrong today? We settled for Sembawang, which we thought was probably the northernmost point of Singapore Island and got on a train on the Metropolitan Rapid Transit system. Once at Sembawang, for some reason we caught a bus to Woodlands, which is near the causeway to Malaysia. If John had been carrying his passport, goodness knows where we would have ended.


Thesè photos were mostly taken out of windows of buses and trains.

Our first tentative venture underground and onto the train. After this, everything fell into place.

Inside the little bus from Sembawang to Woodlands. No other passengers.The railway station at Woodlands under repair. Note the excavation and the train on top.

In Woodlands, every single street is called Woodlands – Avenue, street, road, lane, way etc, followed by a number. Being a postie must be one he’ll of a job, given that all the housing is multi-storey high-rise.

When it was time to come ‘home’ AKA our hotel, we caught another bus for an hour-long tour of many places we would never have seen except for this adventure and seeing Singapore our way.

6 replies on “Seeing Singapore our way”

  1. Yes. Going as hard as our little old legs will carry us, Elizabeth.

  2. What a delightful post, Maureen! I’d recommend travelling like this at any age! It’s an eye opener off the beaten ie tourist track. Both have their place, but I know my husband and I have had the best holidays doing it our way! And bravo on writing and posting from your tablet, on vacation!

    1. Thanks for your comment, Susan. We are the lucky ones who do our travelling in a low key way. I think we are travellers, not tourists. It takes a bit of courage to just let the tourist things pass by. I’m lucky my sister Elizabeth Worts was and is a great model for me.

      I’m loving blogging on the run. I’m usually much more careful about posting, but I’m writing a blog in about an hour on my tablet.

  3. Most assuredly the best way – did the same thing during six days in London except I just walked. Good on you both – take care

    1. Elizabeth, walking is the very best way. Just sitting and watching is also pretty good. But trams trains buses boats all have their place. I fond myself asking, What if…? Maybe a short story there. Can’t wait to talk writing with you.

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