Kick It

In Singapore over the weekend, I went to a trendy bar with the gang and didn't come out smelling, tasting and feeling like a charred ash tray after an all night house party. I felt normal; no distant sensation of aching chest and my breath was as it should be, no mild gasping on the long, brisk walk over a few blocks for coffee after.

Smoking is prohibited across most bars, restaurants and cafés in Singapore. And as a result, not even the smokers carry cigarettes with them. Every time we went out I never got a whiff of cigarette smoke and I felt much the better for it. I am all for personal freedom and liberty and all that what; but maybe this smoking ban does serve a purpose after all. I now dread the thought of walking into Tavern on a Saturday night or Koshy's on a Sunday afternoon...