Today in Singapore we walked through some of the last places to fall to the Japanese during WW2. First up was Gillman barracks which housed British regiments. It currently houses arts related spaces and galleries.
We then walked through Hort park (after making friends with some interesting looking caterpillars) to Bukit Chandu. This was the site of one of the last battles with the Malay regiment defending the hill being heavily outnumbered and eventually overcome.
A walk through Kent ridge park brought us to the hostels where I started my life in Singapore. We walked along the old road behind the hostel which my friends and I used at night to get food or go for walks. The generally quiet road and staircases that lead to the hospital along with scary stories has lead us to jump in more than one occasion. What we didn’t know at the time was there is a hidden complex of barracks buildings hidden among the trees there. It was fascinating to discover a secret of a place that I’d been in so long.