My flight leaves at 7:20AM. According to an MRT attendant AND the front desk of the hotel, the MRT doesn't open until 6AM.
Taking a cab would cost some SGD20. Taking the MRT would cost SGD2. Money left in my EZ-link: SGD4. Money left in my wallet: SGD6.50.
I still thought that paying SGD20 for a cab was a rip-off so regardless of my circumstances, I was taking the MRT, knowing that missing my flight was a HUGE possibility (Manageable risks, Mina, take only manageable risks!).
Despite everyone telling me that the MRT opened at 6AM, I decided to go to the MRT station early. So at 5:30AM, I was once again pulling my bag with wheels along Orchard Road. I arrived at the station at 5:45AM and lo and behold, it was open! I bet it was open as early as 5:30AM! God loves me!
After the usual 3 transfers, I made it to the Changi MRT station where I hauled ass to catch the free shuttle bus to the Budget Terminal only to sit idly for ten minutes (it leaves every ten minutes and I guess I got there just when it arrived). Rest assured that I was praying non-stop during the whole 10-minute wait.
Once I got to the terminal, I hauled ass to the check-in counter, absolutely relieved to find that it was still open. Time until boarding? 5 minutes! That's the latest I had ever checked-in for a flight!
Unfortunately, I didn't get to take advantage of the free internet at the airport nor did I have time to get breakfast.
So, what did I ended up doing? I bought food onboard. I had SGD6.50; what's a girl to do? I bought the Cup Noodles. Why? Because it was food and water together. If I had gotten a sandwich, I didn't have enough money for drinks, so I would be thirsty. If I bought just drinks, I would still be hungry. Best choice? Cup Noodles. HeHe.
Got safely back to Clark and back to Mandaluyong.
Ahh! My first solo trip and I survived! I was quite worried at first, but Kuya Heinz pointed out that I traveled to Brugge (Belgium) alone before and I survived so there was nothing to worry about in Singapore. How prophetic that Kuya Heinz of mine! HaHa!
The only thing that I didn't get to do that I wanted to do was eat chicken rice. I have this thing where I have to eat the local cuisine wherever I go. In Hong Kong, I ate Chinese food (geoduck among other things). In Bangkok, I ate phad thai. Unfortunately, the streak died in Singapore. I guess, all the more reason I should go back. I heart Singapore, afterall.
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