In Singapore, there are no gas lines that connect to each house or apartment.
*UPDATE* Apparently, our military housing is one of the few places that has this problem. Not the entire island of Singapore. Other places do have gas lines.
Therefore, if you have a gas stove (which I think is what most people have here) and no gas line, you have to get a can of gas from the gas company.
It's very similar to what Americans get for their outdoor gas grills. The tanks come up to the top of my knee and are crazy heavy.
Ours sit in our laundry room behind our kitchen and the gas line runs to our stove through the wall. I rarely even think about those tanks back there.
Until they run out.
Which they did. The night before Good Friday. When businesses in Singapore close down.
That's when I panic a little. I can handle a day or so without an oven or stove, but three and a half days makes me get a little irritable.
There are only so many things you can buy for the microwave in Singapore. The locals aren't quite as in love with microwave dinners as we Americans are. In fact, many of them think it's weird that we enjoy frozen, canned and boxed food so much.
They're all about "fresh".
We're all about "fast".
I'm all about being able to not sweat my butt off in that hot kitchen. "Fast" is my favorite. But even "fast" sometimes needs a flame from a stove.
Luckily, we didn't have to go too long without our major culinary appliance. I was able to procure a partially full replacement until the company was able to deliver a new tank on Monday. The whole ordeal got me thinking though.
Megan: "Why is it that we never had this problem back home?"
Aaron: "Uh, because we have natural gas lines underground at home. We don't use tanks, silly."
Megan: "Oh my gosh, I'm dumb. I completely forgot about that."
There are so many things that I've had to rewire in my brain to get accustomed to my Singaporean life. Everytime I find myself remembering little conveniences of home, I get really excited and giddy. And I also feel a little nuts because honestly, it's only been two years. How do I forget so much?
Here's another thing that always shocks me: power lines. Has anyone else noticed that they don't exist in Singapore? That's because they're buried underground.
Whenever we've gone to another country that has overhanging power lines, I get really nervous and fascinated like I've never seen them before. I just can't quit looking at them. It's been so long since I've lived around them that their very presence grabs my attention.
My family is gonna think Singapore made me crazy.
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