The problem with living in Singapore is that it’s such a transitional city you kinda expect people to break your heart and leave you. When my girlfriends left Singapore for new jobs in Spain and London, I had relatively low expectations – perhaps, we’d see each other when I visit their cities in Spain or when, if ever, they come back to Southeast Asia.
While we don’t see each other every weekend and laze on Chandni’s couch every Sunday post-big night out, it’s pretty awesome that thanks to technology, we’ve been in touch. It also helps that we’re all travel buffs.
My girls in Madrid, Fall 2009:
My girls in London, Summer 2010:
And next week, to the Motherland, Winter 2010!