Coming Home to the Little Red Dot

This is my third trip back home to Singapore since making a long overdue one in December of 2013.

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SOURCE: http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_red_dot

My mother couldn’t be happier, though a more permanent return would have made her leap with joy despite her weak knees.

While I have always liked flying transcontinentally as it is a good opportunity to catch up on movies via the on-flight entertainment system, I never ever look forward to the humidity of my home country.
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I was reminded of the change in climate stepping out of Changi Airport when the moist warm air embraced me like a father would a prodigal son. It does feel like home though.

Stepping into a taxi invited another wave of nostalgia … the aroma of an air-conditioned ride mixed with a leathery new car smell is strangely comforting.
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As the taxi pulled up to the foot of a familiar looking 12-level flat, my sight went straight to my parents’ apartment on the 11th floor.
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Within minutes, my upward ascent ended with an elevator chime, signaling my arrival at the common corridoor outside my parents’ home.
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We are all creatures of habit and that includes my mother. She has, at least 12 hours ago, been brewing a herbal chicken soup awaiting my return from a 24-plus-hour flight.

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After setting down my luggages, I allow my tastebuds to take over all my other senses as I savor the bittersweet concoction.

Having lived in the U.S. for almost 15 years, I usually feel out of place when visiting Singapore. However, the familiar sensory experiences during the first two hours of arrival are always fun… like catching up with a long lost friend.

There are lots of catching up but I shall let sleep do her job at adjusting my body clock to a different time zone first. Goodnight.

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