Here is a city, an island and a nation rolled into one, a few degrees north of the equator at the southern end of the Malay Peninsula. You can ride from one side to the other on the metro in roughly an hour, and every stop has something to look at, whether you have an afternoon or a week: breezy hawker centres serving lunch that is inexpensive and excellent, old shophouse lanes in Chinatown and Little India, and the glowing Supertrees of Gardens by the Bay on land reclaimed from the sea. English, Mandarin, Malay and Tamil are all official languages, and you will hear each of them on an ordinary day, often within a single food court. Showers hit hard and pass quickly, and the temperature barely moves from one month to the next.
Almost every international flight, whichever airline you pick, touches down at Changi (SIN). A train gets you downtown in around forty minutes, and the terminals hold so many gardens, shops and attractions that some travellers plan a layover just to wander through them.
Cruise ships tie up at the Marina Bay and HarbourFront terminals, mostly on loops around Southeast Asia. Arriving by sea takes longer than flying, yet the slow approach past the anchored cargo ships and the glittering skyline rewards anyone who stays up on deck.
Virtually every air passenger entering or leaving the country goes through Changi, a major hub for the region, and the layout is designed to keep queues short and walking distances sensible. It also doubles as a hub linking Southeast Asia with Australia, so a change of planes here can make onward connections possible that a direct itinerary would not offer. This is the airport that will receive your flight: