Welcome to Singapore

I am washing the dishes in my new apartment, overlooking the great skyline of Singapore.
The water is cold but not half as cold as it should be. The weather is incredibly humid and hot, the sun is burning the outside pavement and the only thing saving me from utter despair is the air conditioning blowing in the back room.

I wash the plates, the forks, spoons and the pans and I dry the glasses, placing them gently side by side on the right hand side of the sink together with the other dishes.

As my grandma taught me I wash the sink as well as clean the entire kitchen after cooking and in order to dry the sink I grab one of the rugs hanging by the window above the sink.

I see a (not so small) creature with 4 feet hiding behind the rug and suddenly disappearing out through the window crawling against the walls.

I scream..

A second later, my boyfriend comes into the kitchen laughing asking if I saw my first lizard in Singapore. I look at him stunned, half terrified, half puzzled.

Then he says the famous quote: welcome to Singapore my dear!