The afternoon reached thirty degrees. The humidity was 80%. I walked the three plus kilometres back to the Main Village for an oyster omelette and a much needed coconut water. With shaded paths and a slight breeze, the island may have been a degree cooler than mainland Singapore, but it was still steamy.
Still the Sensory Trail beckoned. Along the early part of the trail were labelled trees — a jackfruit tree laden with fruit and other more common trees. But beyond the fruit trees, I took a wrong turn and ended up where a group of Tamils lounged on the beach, singing to pop songs they played. Back on the right path I passed more mangroves and palm trees until I arrived at the lily pond where the trail ended on Jalan Ubin. I spotted a group of monkeys descending a coconut tree and scooting across the road. A few half eaten durians lay at the side of the road and appeared to be the work of the monkeys. Ahead were more monkeys, one sitting on a fence chomping on something.
It was time to catch a bumboat back to mainland Singapore. I reached the pier and sat with the others waiting. The ferry operator waited until there were twelve passengers before he called us on to his bumboat, and I watched the island grow smaller as we chugged back to mainland Singapore.