SINGAPORE (Feb 27): More often than not, I find myself in a mad dash for the airport. It begins at home, with me bunging possessions into luggage, then frantically trying to get hold of a cab, and telling the driver, breathlessly, to please get me to there in 15 minutes before the check-in desks close. But somehow, once I reach the ground agent and hand over my passport, a calm settles over me. I take time to appreciate the bronze Kinetic Rain installation, or wander slowly towards immigration and the gates, looking in the shops even though I have nothing to buy. Once or twice, I was so relaxed browsing at the bookstore that I didn’t realise it was already time to board.

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