As recently as three years ago, Cosmopolitan magazine, Sex and the City, bar-top dancing and oral sex were been banned in Singapore. Flash forward to 2007. It looks like the “nanny state” has gotten tired of taking care of the kids. Singapore is starting to live up to its airport code: SIN.
I didn’t recognize Clarke Quay when I went last Saturday night. When did all these bars open? Where did all these people come from? When I left Singapore in May 2006, partying in Clarke Quay meant either heading out to Attica or Ministry of Sound (MOS). Now there are bars for all types --- Fashion Bar for the would-be fashionistas, The Rupee Room for Bollywood-hit lovers, The Clinic for those looking for stylish kitsch, and the list goes on…
For chill-out Sunday afternoons at the beach, we used to go to KM8. Now the über hip Café del Mar has taken over Siloso beach. Across the spanking new Vivo City mall, a massive entertainment complex catering to all music tastes, St. James Power Station, has been built within Singapore’s first coal-powered station.
To top it all off, they are building the world’s tallest Ferris wheel: the Singapore Flyer. It’s not set to open until Valentine’s Day 2008 (cheesy), but already at least 200,000 tickets have been sold. (OK, I admit, the Ferris wheel is not that exciting. I just had to mention it.)
So, I left SIN city Sunday night with only one question in mind: why oh why did all these improvements happen after I moved to New York?
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