I ate something last night at the nearest hawker center that was called “carrot cake.” It definitely wasn’t cake and I’m pretty sure there weren’t any carrots in it. I asked about nuts and was told ‘no’ and some signage said that it was made with rice flour. All seemed good to go…

…until about 12:30 this morning when stomach cramps woke me up. I never really fell back asleep. For the rest of the morning I alternated between cramps and the toilet. They continue as I ride a cab to my first school visit. 

I’m not sure if there’s a catchy name here in Singapore like what they have for Mexico. I called it Zion’s revenge because of the location of the hawker center. Perhaps I should call it the Lion’s revenge, after the city itself.