Another Flawless Transition

It's official. My head swelling is a result of wheat. After a delightful breakfast of 'wafer cubes' (content: wafer, sugar, approved artificial flavor) we hopped on a 0700 ferry at 0800. We were transported no more than .6 nautical miles to a second identical ferry. They made us poor caffeine-less passengers get off one and onto the other. It's probably entertaining from the outside looking in. The inside of the ferry was sub arctic. My warm clothes were packed so I did the only reasonable thing. I put on a performance for the crew in hopes one might respond by turning down the AC unit. The play went something like this:

Characters:
Woman Freezing To Death
Crew Member 1
Crew Member 2
Crew Members 3-5
Nathan

Woman Freezing To Death: curls up into fetal position crying, says goodbye to loved one (Nathan)
Crew Member 1: Turns to crew member 2, mimes smoking, both men exit stage left
Crew Members 3-5: disappear.

I remained in fetal position for an hour.
We found our way onto a bus heading for the border for cheap. With cheap we received a wealth of personality in the seat behind us. A man claiming to work as a driver told us to get lost when we tried to claim our seats. He wanted the back four seats for a nap and was willing to terrorize to get them. I was tempted to walk up to the driver and report that a vagrant was squatting in the back, but a little unpredictability is healthy. Sitting infront of a man who might at any moment get a wild hair and decide to strangle you keeps things exciting.
We made it across the border without a problem. The bus dropped us off at a bus station just after 4. I admit, our tourism has gotten a bit sloppy. When we should be making plans and locating maps in our down time, we have taken to playing games like: If you could have any tool fabricated and you needed to catch a giant squid, what would that tool be and how would you use it?
As a result, we stumbled into the late afternoon sun in Simgapore with absolutely no idea where we were, where we would be sleeping, and how we would get there. As things have a tendency to do..it all worked out just fine. A group of three French girls passed, looking down intently at a map. I asked to take a peek and wouldn't you know it, they had an extra they were willing to part with. We happened to be a ten minute walk from the backpacker hostel haven. For the first time on our entire trip we will be staying in a dorm. A tiny twin bed in a room with 9 others cost us each 30 dollars. Singapore is NOT cheap. I'm hoping we can spare the cash to stay here long enough to celebrate my 30th birthday. I might insist Nathan take me to the theme park boasting a 1.2 kilometer cement luge.
So much to do. So much to see!