A peculiarity of taking in Orchard Street these days , one incurs an almost sense of deja vu as you progress. Seems every other block is a repetition of the same stores, albeit in slightly dissimilar buildings , but only marginally . Gone is the day you idled down from the Shangri-la to the big intersection and the timelessness of aforementioned Raffles.
Tis all rush rush rush now.
Not sure I'm bothered to go back. I do have differing tastes to UB also more tranquillity than tran.... something else