Come on in, the water's wet.

Today I was at the southernmost point of continental Asia, and therefore as further south than I'd ever been before (Except it's not.  This is the island. Damn tourist traps).  Singapore counts as part of the continent on account of having a causeway connecting it, Sentosa island is connected to Singapore by a bridge, and there's a bridge connecting the one of little horseshoe shaped islands which is allegedly the southernmost point. 

Alternatively you can swim across which is fun and really hard work.  Tropical water is fantastic!  Delightfully warm, and I'm fairly certain it's easier to float.  The sea has this nice feature that it's actually gets deeper than 1.6m.  I like floating without my feet touching the seabed.

Attempted to flirt with a nice German girl and failed miserably.  A nice Korean girl asked me to take her photo, so I did.

Had an ice cream and a crushed banana drink because I was on the beach so it seemed to make sense. 

I think my next ports of call will be Chinatown and little India.  But - and this is a deeply taxing and philosophical question - where shall I have lunch?

Four floors of whores

So, I took the advice of a bloke in a pub (actually a bloke in a microbrewery).  Went to Orchard Towers.  This would be the seedy part of central Singapore.  Sort of fun being hit on by hookers but really not my bag. "Four floors of whores" according to wikitravel

Returned to the microbrewery and chatted to the owner.  It's not his business.  It's his hobby.  The beer is really quite palatable.