Between Singapore’s National Library and Clarke Quay sits Fort Canning. In spite of seven previous visits to the island nation, I never discovered this gem of a hide-a-way until I read about it on a blog. With this visit, I was determined to go there.
I climbed the steps where tall shady trees surrounded the fort. Passing through one of the “escape” doors, I stood amongst a thick forest that turned the traffic below into a hum. With the wind rattling the leaves and an occasional birdcall, I almost forgot I was surrounded by a city.
The hill had once been known as the Forbidden Hill during the time of the fourteenth century Malay kingdom. With the arrival of the British however, it became Fort Canning. Much of the original wall remained including burial plaques from those who once guarded their domain. Today, the hill is a peaceful park with reminders of its past.