Merry Christmas from Singapore! What a
great time of the year to have moved to this new city. Singapore takes the Christmas season very seriously, festooning its streets and buildings with
stunning lighting displays and effectively promoting the festivities with shrewd
marketing, luring in thousands of tourists from around the world.
And merry decorations were everywhere, not
just in my hotel but also in all the office buildings in the Central Business
District and any given store in pretty much any part of town. Most of the displays were pretty traditional, but a few were a bit quirky, namely the LEGO Christmas tree in the ticket hall of the ArtScience Museum in front of the Marina Bay, coinciding with their special LEGO exhibition, The Art of the Brick.
Carolers have been performing in public spaces for weeks, adding a lot to the Yuletide ambiance. Some have been amateur local groups while others have flown in from various parts of Asia, and happening upon their concerts has done a great deal to get me in the Christmas mood. Whenever I could, I would stop and listen to at least a few songs.
Another interesting Christmas tree is in the lobby of the historic Fullerton Hotel, made entirely from plush teddy bears! And even the Singapore Flyer, the world's tallest Ferris wheel, joined in the festivities with it's own illuminated "tree" made of strands of green lights in the shape of a triangle. The city has really embraced Christmas, and the Singaporeans are very proud of their eye catching, tourist-drawing holiday highlights.
Carolers have been performing in public spaces for weeks, adding a lot to the Yuletide ambiance. Some have been amateur local groups while others have flown in from various parts of Asia, and happening upon their concerts has done a great deal to get me in the Christmas mood. Whenever I could, I would stop and listen to at least a few songs.
The opposite is true here. Although the expat community still takes the opportunity to either return home or go on vacation, an influx of foreign visitors from
every corner of the globe has descended upon the Lion City. They all seem to have taken the tourism board’s message to
heart and decided to spend their holiday in our exotic, humid locale. There
is a veritable buzz in the city, with crowded streets, bars and restaurants.
Singaporean woman: “It’s very cold today.”
Singaporean man: “Do you want to buy a
sweater?”
Singaporean woman: “Yes, maybe.”
Come on! You’ve got to be kidding me. I was
literally wiping sweat off of my forehead every couple of minutes, and here was some lady considering buying warmer clothes. Give me a break!
Still, the combination of ever-present Christmas melodies and the vibrant decorations is practically enough to make it feel like a true Christmas. Mix in some holiday movies, a few visits to fauxfire.com (a website that shows a roaring fire while playing holiday music) and glacial air conditioning and I was on the way to having myself a merry little Christmas.
Of course, it goes without saying that I miss my family at Christmastime. For me, just like everybody else, the season brings back floods of memories of Christmases past—my mom's chocolate mousse, the special ornaments adorning our family tree, candlelight church service on Christmas Eve, luminaries lining our street and family drives around the neighborhood to gaze upon beautifully decorated homes. But being far away also helps me to remember and appreciate all these things, and I know it will also make it all the more special to go home for Christmas next year after having stayed away for the last two.
Of course, it goes without saying that I miss my family at Christmastime. For me, just like everybody else, the season brings back floods of memories of Christmases past—my mom's chocolate mousse, the special ornaments adorning our family tree, candlelight church service on Christmas Eve, luminaries lining our street and family drives around the neighborhood to gaze upon beautifully decorated homes. But being far away also helps me to remember and appreciate all these things, and I know it will also make it all the more special to go home for Christmas next year after having stayed away for the last two.
Of all the decorations in town, two particularly stood out for me. I’ve written before about Singapore’s most
famous hotel, the world-renowned Raffles. As you would expect, they classily
decked the halls—and façade—with boughs of holly, evergreen wreaths and simple
white lights. Overflowing with elegance, the Raffles’ iconic exterior has been one of my favorite
Singaporean Christmas sights these past weeks, looking like something straight out of the world of Charles Dickens.
For its entire stretch, Orchard Road is strung with countless lights, spanning across all lanes of traffic connecting one sidewalk to the next. Doves, hearts, reindeer, nutcrackers and snowflakes all contributed to the one-of-a-kind spectacle. I've seen Christmas displays in cities all over the world, from New York to Paris to Hong Kong, but I've never seen anything quite like Orchard Road.
Sonia’s home is lovely. It reminds me of a tropical villa by the sea, what with its red Spanish-style roof tiles, beautiful
garden and nice outdoor patio. To boot, it’s located near the Kembangan MRT station,
which happens to be on the same subway line as my office, making for an easy morning commute. I’m so lucky it all worked out.
Christmas Eve is a working day in
Singapore, just as it is in the United States and Hong Kong. So I had to be in
the office as usual yesterday morning. Of course, markets were dead and nobody was focused
on finance, so I made an executive decision that I was only going to work a half day.
Two friends from Hong Kong—Alison and Ric—were in town and staying with friends for Christmas, and we all met up for lunch at
Din Tai Fung, one of Asia’s most popular dumpling chains. It was an atypical
Christmas Eve meal for this Italian-American but a delicious one
none-the-less.
Around 4pm I arrived at my
customer Christian’s home. You see, Christmas Eve happens to be Christian’s
birthday, and he also happened to be turning 50 this year, so he planned on
duly celebrating. In fact, about twenty friends had flown over from Europe to be
with him for the milestone, making for a very memorable celebration. After a
couple of hours by his pool, we all headed to Tanjong Beach Club on Sentosa.
With palm trees swaying in the breeze and powdery white sand beneath my feet,
I was again celebrating Christmas Eve in an uncommon fashion... but I loved it. Does a party on a white sand beach count as a white Christmas? I'm sure it's not what Bing Crosby had in mind, but I'll take it.
I had to head to Kembangan after the beach party,
in order to feed Tommy and Wellington. Tired and not at all interested in
taking the MRT back to Citadines, I just slept at Sonia’s, hooking “fauxfire”
up to the television, dozing off on the couch while Frank Sinatra and Ella
Fitzgerald crooned over the image of a burning Yule log.
The Christmas morning mass I attended today was at the Roman Catholic Cathedral of the Good Shepherd, near Citadines. Mass began at 10am, and I only arrived a few minutes early, so I wound
up having to stand in the back of the colonial church for the packed service.
It was beautiful, though. When the choir entered singing O Come All Ye Faithful,
I got chills, and the music on the whole contributed to an unforgettable Christmas
mass. One standout was A Singapore Carol, which lamented popular focus on the commercial
side of the holiday when the spotlight should be on Christ
and his miraculous birth:
Look at the crowds on Orchard Road
Shoppers buying their presents and clothes
Air filled with songs about Santa and snow
But the infant’s forgotten – left out of
the show
What is Christmas all really about?
He’s just not present amidst the crowds
What is Christmas all really about?
Jesus – we seem to have left Him out
What Child is This and the Hallelujah
Chorus from Handel’s Messiah made appearances as well, and following the
recessional hymn of Joy to the World, the choir broke out into Feliz Navidad,
with the congregation clapping and singing along. It was a joyous end to the
mass.
I rushed back to Citadines afterwards,
finishing up my packing and saying my goodbyes. I only spent three
weeks there, but I really liked the place. In those few weeks, my love of Singapore escalated to a new level, and for that I’ll keep fond memories of the short time I lived there.
I was very pleased to see such an emphasis
on the religious side of Christmas. This is something that is pretty much
absent from Hong Kong’s version of the holiday. All along Orchard Road, there were
displays of the nativity, religious-themed floats in the middle of the street and
signs reminding passersby that Jesus’ birth is the reason behind the holiday. It looks like they took the lyrics of A Singapore Carol seriously!
In fact, the official "Celebrate Christmas in Singapore" magazine (titled Christmas fala lah!) featured the following quote on it's opening page:
"[Jesus] could have had colic, or been fussy, or hungry like any other baby. After all, that was the whole point of Jesus – that he didn't come down on a cloud like something out of 'Amazing Comics', but that he was born and lived... a real person."
There was even a recreation of the "inn that turned away a King,” a slightly uncommon but nevertheless interesting aspect of the Christmas story to put on display. Right there, on Orchard Road, was a plywood version of a Biblical-era inn, complete with a description of its role in the nativity.
So I’m ready to judge my first Christmas in Singapore a success… from my nighttime strolls past the illuminated monuments of Singapore and the Christmas trees standing proud all over town to the bright holiday lights adorning the public squares and the festive celebrations with my friends, I am very pleased with the way everything worked out. Next up, New Year’s Eve!
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