Out through Singapore, and back into it
An eight-hour transit in Singapore on the way out felt long at the time. In hindsight: foreshadowing. Nine days in Sydney around race day on the 30th. Then a trip home through Singapore that took four days.
Australia & Singapore / 26 Aug – 8 Sep 2026
Sydney was meant to be a race and a week of eating. It became a race, a week of eating, and an unplanned stay in Singapore thanks to an ash cloud over the Sunda Strait.
The marathon is why I went. The volcano is why the trip ran three days long. The days themselves are in the three chapters below.
A race trip, then a food trip, then a waiting room.
The first half is all about the start line: shakeout run, race pack, rest day, alarm at five. The second half is the city, once my legs stopped mattering.
The third half wasn’t supposed to exist. That’s Singapore.
An eight-hour transit in Singapore on the way out felt long at the time. In hindsight: foreshadowing. Nine days in Sydney around race day on the 30th. Then a trip home through Singapore that took four days.
Running a major on less training than you meant to? This is what that week looks like, including a finish time that isn’t the one you wanted.
Trip Chapters
Read in order for the whole thing: the race trip, then the food trip, then the waiting room nobody asked for.
01 / Race week
A shakeout run, a race pack, one disappointing pastry, and forty-two kilometres I hadn’t trained for.
Start Race week
02 / After the race
Bondi, a library I didn’t expect to like, a zoo with a skyline behind it, and the best meal of the trip.
Start After the race
03 / The Singapore extension
A cancelled flight, two free days that felt like a gift, then two more that felt like a bill.
Start SingaporeLate August in Sydney was comfortable for running and for walking around after. The beaches were quiet enough to lie on without fighting for space.
Sea urchin and oysters. DOPA was the best sit-down meal, Saga Bar the best night out. No restaurant dinner beat standing at the market.
We meant to end at Observatory Hill but skipped it.
Entry is the obvious one. Less obvious: if you’re running, book nothing for the day after the race. You won’t want it.
Three weeks and a 10km long run gets you a finish, and a time you’ll be explaining afterwards. Survivable. Not advisable.
Sydney looks flat in harbour photos. It isn’t. The hills were the part I’d planned for least, mostly because I’d planned for nothing.