Singapore – the beginning of a friendship

Before our trip, we met a reserved Singaporean whom we’d invited to our home. Now we were in Singapore, we ventured along Buffalo Road until we came to his father’s business.

It was through this family, my daughter met someone who is still her friend. At that time, they were giggling girls and I mean GIGGLING. They didn’t stop! We met the families on a couple of occasions before the end of our holiday and as if by chance, years later, my daughter and her friend both moved to Canada.

I don’t think I’ll ever forget their temple of a thousand laughs.

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