Diary of An Expat in Singapore

The only time you can wear your favourite jeans or sweater is at the movies (where it feels like winter in Alaska).

Blame it on the 12-hour time difference. Travelling there and back is no picnic either. The 24-hour trip is nothing compared to the massive jet lag, which will hit you like a sledgehammer.

You welcome 11 pm conference calls with California… not really.

Dorothy in ‘The Wizard of Oz’ said: “There’s no place like home.” The expat dad will secretly chant: “There’s no place like Changi.”

There is nothing the expat spouse likes less than having the working spouse out of town on the weekend. During the week, it’s fine, almost routine. Early dinners with the kids, late-night snacks in front of the TV, no fighting over the remote… but Sunday, that’s another story. Nobody should be alone with the kids for that long.

Most expats have a love-hate relationship with taxis.