After refueling at Bangkok, Amelia started for Singapore, more than 900 miles away. The flight line headed south, toward Alor Star in the Malay States, across the Gulf of Siam. The mauve sea melted into a blue sky with circles of white clouds marching through it. They checked out Alor Star airport, but did not stop and headed for Singapore. They stayed close to the western shore, as there were thunderstorms over the mountainous middle way. The fields and valleys were overcrowded with a green jungle. They landed in Singapore at 5:24 p.m. local time; 4:24 a.m. New York daylight time. The city lies on an island with a broad harbor. As they approached they could see the brand new nine million-dollar airport, a peer to any in the world. The city was a crossroads of trade with Europe, Africa, India, Australia, China and Japan. The main products for export were tin and rubber. The American Consul, Monnette B. Davis and his wife welcomed Amelia and Fred at the airport. They stayed the night. Amelia did not tell them that they would get up at three in the morning to depart for the next stop, Bandoeng Java.
