Ruffled in Raffles - Singapore

This I’ve got to get off my chest. When in Rome, do as the Romans do, right? So off we went to the iconic Raffles bar for the famous Singapore Sling. It was a typical hot, humid Singapore day, so we didn’t need much encouragement to visit this famous landmark.

The beautiful Raffles Hotel didn’t disappoint, a handsome building with a rich history rooted in colonial times, perfect setting, gorgeous views, and it certainly recalls all sorts of visions of years gone by of traders, ships, merchants, colonialism, and some seedier thoughts best left to the mind’s eye.

The bar in the hotel lobby feels like a special place, buzzing with folks from all over the globe, making it a memorable highlight of the trip.

Without hesitation, I ordered a Singapore Sling (I had been warned it wasn’t all it was cracked up to be, a bit sweet, I was told). My beloved enjoyed a yard-long brew instead, and my friend was right, the Singapore Sling was nothing to write home about. As often happens, the hype and urban legend heighten expectations that are hard to match.  

My second drink, as the first hadn’t quenched my thirst, was a regular Gin and Tonic. That did hit the spot, and I was soon cracking peanuts from the cute hessian bag on the table and enjoying the moment. The regular click of the ceiling fans is another reminder of a bygone age.

I was shocked when I saw the bill-definitely a reminder of Singapore’s high prices-but I savoured the moment, enjoying the atmosphere despite the costs, which made it all the more memorable.
In defence of the generally high prices of alcohol in Singapore, we blamed the government and the weak South African rand, which always makes one feel better!

I must add that we didn't stay at the Raffles Hotel; we only visited the Bar, and I'm not sorry we did. I loved the time spent in this cool oasis.