Saturday December 6th
The hotel breakfast continues to impress, but let’s be clear — the star of the show is Kaya Toast. Toast, butter, and kaya (that coconut-egg jam). That’s it. Simple. Perfect. I’m honestly surprised this hasn’t caught on in the U.S. the way avocado toast did. It deserves better.
We headed out to Gardens by the Bay, which is non-negotiable on any Singapore itinerary. Inside the Flower Dome, they had a miniature train exhibit. I expected something small and charming. What we got was next-level.
Tiny recreations of Singapore landmarks, the north pole, San Francisco and iconic U.S. buildings all with moving trains and trolleys. The detailing was absurd. We stood there way longer than planned, and it hit me — this is Singapore. Small country. Big execution. They don’t just do something. They do it better than necessary. Best airline. Best airport. Cleanest city. Lowest crime. Overachieving is basically a national hobby.
Then we moved to the Cloud Forest, and this is where things got personal. They were hosting a Jurassic Park exhibition. As we walked in, John Williams’ theme blasted through the space.
That score. I think it is second to Jaws as far as recognizable themes.
I’m a huge John Williams fan, and Jurassic Park is one of my all-time favorites. Hearing that music echo through the misty conservatory while animatronic dinosaurs loomed overhead? Completely my speed. It was a total nostalgia hit.
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