AOK Faithful, I’m writing to you as I come to a realization.
As I began this adventure three days ago, I hadn’t thought about how far I’d be from my native San Francisco Bay Area. I hadn’t thought about how long I’d be away from my family, old friends, and home. I didn’t even consider that I’d still be living in a tropical city ONE DEGREE north of the EQUATOR, which the undying humidity quickly pointed out to me. Time had sped up during the last few weeks, and suddenly I’m here. That said, in 72 hours time, I’ve learned a lot. Please note the following social observations:
• So far, I have not seen one homeless person in Singapore, which is odd, because nearly every major city I’ve been to has at least some sort of number of them.
• There are no sirens here, and the sheer abundance of security and CCTV cameras creates a very “Big Brother” feeling. I’m guessing that if there is ever an emergency, someone has already seen the situation before you can even call it in. Little creepy.
• For a country known for its cleanliness, trashcans are actually incredibly scarce, and if you have something to throw away, be prepared to hold onto it for a few blocks while you scan the sidewalks for a bin.
• If you’re a race that doesn’t fit in here (aka, not Asian or Indian), take Caucasian for example, know that you WILL be stared at. A lot. On the metro. In a dining hall. On the beach. If I ever look around in a public area, there is always a set of eyes on me. Also a little creepy.
• But above all, the most important that I have to share with you, is that the people here, native or not, are incredibly, incredibly helpful.
I’ve quickly noticed that the answer to whatever question I have is seconds away, as long as I ask. Singaporeans won’t talk to me unless I provoke them, which can be intimidating at first but hasn’t turned into an issue yet. If I’m lost, need an ATM, or am trying to find the mall to buy sheets for my bed, the understanding and eagerness to guide me is kind of astounding. Take my new friend Yousef, from Pakistan.
On my second day here, I was trying to make my way to a shopping center to buy bedsheets, laundry detergent, and a cell phone. I’d been there the day before with a friend, but was so exhausted from my 25 hours of traveling I didn’t remember the route at all. I’d looked up directions on my computer (thank God for Google) and headed out, determined that I’d return victorious. I got off at what I thought was my stop, and this Middle Eastern, bearded man immediately saw through my faked confidence.
He asked me about my bus pass and if I knew how to use it correctly, and then asked if I was an exchange student studying at NTU. I reluctantly told him I was, suspecting some sort of scam as I tried to avoid more conversation. He was persistent though, and seemed genuinely interested in who I was and where I was going. He was excited to hear I was from California and told me about his trip to San Francisco and Sacramento. I learned he was studying for his master’s degree in some sort of engineering major, and I told him I was there for my journalism degree. He wanted to know where I was going and what I needed, and then, without me even asking, proceeded to look at my shopping list and took the time to tell me where I could get the best deals and how to get there. I was actually going to the wrong mall, so he gave me the correct bus number and explained how I should get to the right one. Very, very cool dude. He left with a sturdy handshake and said he hoped to see me around campus; that he’d like to get coffee sometime and talk more about California.
I took his advice and lo and behold, I made my way to the right mall, got all my stuff done, and didn’t feel too scammed. Since then, I’ve followed the same route, and I hope I see Yousef sometime so we can talk more about where we’re from. I don’t know much about Pakistan, and it’d be great to learn from a local’s perspective.
One of the best things about this random act of kindness was that there have been at least 4 other similar scenarios. It’s been great to experience help whenever I’ve needed it, and I’m glad I get to travel in a country where that’s so easy to come by. And for that, I’ve realized one of the greatest adventures of my life has only just started.















