Drinks at the Raffles

We stepped into the Long Bar at the Raffles Hotel for the first time in our lives last night, expecting to see many, many glasses of Singapore Sling and plenty of peanut shells on the floor.

We weren't disappointed. It seemed like the bar did nothing but churn out Singapore Slings by the bucketload. We were probably the only table that didn't have one --- but we were also likely the only table of Singaporeans in the entire place.

Peanuts & drinks

While Terz munched on peanuts and cour marly shredded the shells into confetti, I tried not to stare too obviously at a couple that won, hands down, the Get A Room Already award for the night. The barstools where they were sitting must've been anointed with aphrodisiacal properties, because an hour later, a solo guy who chose one of those stools successfully chatted up a solo girl who happened to sit down next to him.

This couple and guy and girl were all of the Caucasian persuasion, of course. Seriously, the bar staff and our table notwithstanding, there were no Singaporeans in the entire place. A middle-aged tour guide with wide gestures temporarily raised the Singaporean quotient with her appearance, but trailing behind her were at least thirty white tourists on a "Night Tour", so that immediately screwed up the math.

So the next time you want to feel like you're in a foreign country but can't actually leave the country, just pop into the Long Bar. Even the overhead fans are weird --- or is that uniquely Singaporean?

The weirdest fans I've ever seen


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At 12/20/2005 8:00 am , Blogger potpourri said...

Ooh they have real peanuts! The type you need to shell and all. Haha. It's *that* touristy huh.

At 12/20/2005 8:24 am , Blogger NARDAC said...

That's weird. What century are we in?

At 12/20/2005 7:52 pm , Blogger King said...

its those new motorised kinda fans. first saw it in perth. quite cool. hehe

At 12/21/2005 7:05 am , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think the fans are supposed to resemble the punkah, you know the huge piece of canvas connected to a rope that a punkah wallah pulls outside the room.


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