Flying back to Johor Bahru from Kuching, I was going to bus into Singapore but none came in sight. Since I only had a backpack, I walked along the road towards Singapore. In fact, I kept walking and walking, until I trekked across the bridge joining the two countries, but no officials stopped me to check my passport!
Yep, I was now in Singapore and a bit surprised that the two countries seemed so lax about people moving between their countries. But this shock quickly dissipated because you may have guessed where my mind drifted next; Komala Vilas to calm my South Indian addiction.