Nearly three years ago, I had the chance to fly to Singapore from Zurich on a Swiss 777-300ER, which roughly coincided with the two-year anniversary of my first 777-300ER flight, then from Munich. This year would be the five year anniversary of my original flight but in the span of those short years, Singapore Airlines upgraded their equipment: it was the same flight as I took in 2013, but this time I’d be flying on an Airbus A350-900. I was tired from a long night of work the day prior but exhilarated to experience once again a new airplane type as I looked out on a wet MUC tarmac one May morning.
This blog was originally intended to a virtual scrapbook, but in my photographic excursions I was increasingly caught off-guard by the emotions, struggles, and fate of actually taking a picture. Clicking the shutter is easy, but the journey to the spot where the shutter is clicked can be rewarding if only personally. Fortunately for me, a blog allows me to share those thoughts with my future self — unfortunately for brevity and pith, I now have a place to share the inner workings of my mind with whoever reads this globally.
It is perhaps then without much surprise that my trip to Singapore was not just impressions of a Tiger City. In hindsight, what attracts me to Singapore isn’t its national airline, delicious food, or status as a quasi-Westernized gateway to a very much non-Westernized Asia; rather, it’s the wonder that a country so efficient now had to start from something probably far less glamorous. However, in three days of walking around the city, I learned the lesson simply that wide-eyed intentions do not always beget erudition. I started off with the goal of capturing the entire Singapore Bayfront skyline in one photo: Gardens by the Bay, Marina Bay Sands, Singapore Flyer, Esplanade, the Central Business District — it’s all there. But what came before all this?