Up early again to catch the airport shuttle, and back across the increasingly familiar road to Lantau Island. This time we check in without a hitch and take the flight to Singapore where we have to hang around for 6 hours before the connecting flight to Darwin. We decide to investigate the possibilities for lunch but Sue is sidetracked by a massage booth and decides to have a twenty minute shoulder massage.
I have very ticklish feet and for fear of screaming like a girl and kicking fish across the room, I decline the experience. I am allowed to put my hand in the tank. This is unsettling enough for me, being eaten alive by fish.