Earlier this year my church friend Byron took me to a hidden place at Marina Bay. To get there, you had to walk off the side of the road and then behind a fence by some shipping containers. The view of the city was spectacular, and I never imagined that in Singapore I would get that backwoods feel that you can get in the Midwest and at the same time spy a spectacular urban skyline.
One thing that I happened to see when I was out at this hidden spot were some guys going to work on their boats. I wasn't quiet sure what they did for a living. I couldn't tell if they were fishermen or if they hauled goods or something, but their commute was one of the most difficult that I've seen.
In order to get to their rickety boats, these guys had to float across this little piece of the Bay on palates and paddle using wooden slats. There was no proper dock for these guys to park their crafts, and I guess this was the best way to get there.
Photo taken with a Treo 680.