The Singapore Times Exclusive: THE ABDUCTION OF RORY DYLAN STEPHEN: FEAR AND LOATHING IN SINGAPORE
Finally, we arrived for our late lunch at “The Crooked Crab” one of several restaurants Bobby Jr. quipped, “We own here in Singapore”.
They evidently knew Bobby Jr. and I could smell fear on them upon their greeting of us. West Highland Terriers have an incredible sense of smell not only of things but emotions. We were asked to wait for two minutes while a private room was prepared for our lunch.
I took the opportunity to observe a tour group at a nearby table wearing Tilley jungle hats with a University of Salmon Arm emblem affixed to the side of their hats. A Canadian flag too! Awfully bad manners old boy to eat hatted in a restaurant. Are these people really Canadians?
They were squabbling far too loudly with the waiter complaining why the Coca-Cola was too sweet, there were no bread and rolls or knives and forks and where were the two gluten free meals. One belligerent fellow was shouting, “I want a beer with lunch. I paid a fortune for this tour and you say only soft drinks and water are included and that I must pay for a beer!”
I overheard one woman in the group, the wife of a man looking like a member of a Quebec motorcycle gang, “Rock Machine”, complaining why there were no Tim Horton’s in Singapore such only showing how backward Singapore was.
Wait, I saw a Canadian flag! Should I bolt for freedom? Not a good idea my gut told me. This group was loathsome attributable to their arrogance and ignorance. This was Bobby Jr.’s territory and staff. These Canadian tourists were but flies in the milk. Bobby Jr. said there were two of his Viet pickpockets hovering around the tourist buses. Wallet removal was dessert on their menu!
I followed Bobby Jr. to our private room for late lunch. Singapore Chicken and rice for me with a bowl of 12 Monkey’s tea from Cambodia, one of Bobby Jr.’s favourites. Bobby had spicy Singaporean Crab which he fired up further by laying a huge snowfall of Cambodian Kampot pepper on top. Madame Fong had given Bobby Jr. a card indicating prohibited foods for Westies recommending rice, chopped meat and vegetables. But that spiced crab looked fantastic. Just what a prisoner needs!
Chinatown, Kampong Glam and Little India were next.
