Museum of Ice Cream Singapore
Unlimited ice cream and a pool of sprinkles in Dempsey, from S$43 a head for about an hour. Worth it with children; expensive ice cream without them.
- Where: Dempsey
- Price: S$30–60
Cemeteries with stories, the last kampong, a museum of hell and the places most people walk past.

Typical spend per person, in Singapore dollars.
Unlimited ice cream and a pool of sprinkles in Dempsey, from S$43 a head for about an hour. Worth it with children; expensive ice cream without them.
A free museum on the second floor of Marina South Pier, with ship-handling simulators facing the real water and a 1603 piracy case that shaped maritime law. Better for kids than adults.
Thirty years as Singapore's landfill, now a reed-bed wetland that cleans its own leachate, with a red steel bridge over the reservoir that is the best sunset in Punggol. Bring water.
An 1840s mosque with a golden dome, Gothic windows and a church-steeple minaret that leans about six degrees. A short stop on the way into Kampong Glam; avoid Friday prayers.
Singapore's oldest fire station, on Hill Street, hides vintage engines you can climb into. Pair it with a Saturday-morning open house downstairs, booked ahead. Closed Mondays.
A 27-metre wood-fired brick kiln from 1940 behind a Jurong yard of pots. Worth the trek for a pottery class or a heritage fix; firings are rare, so ask when it’s next lit.
A floating boardwalk that rises with the tide, a lagoon that holds the sea and reef life in the pools at low tide. Pack lunch and water: the island sells neither.
Rows of white headstones, twelve walls of names and the country's first two presidents next door, on a hillside in the far north. Go in the late afternoon and give it time.
Crimpy setting, standard V-grades and an outdoor lead wall, on the second floor of the Civil Service Club near Farrer Park. A gym for getting stronger, not for the café.
Gongs, Tibetan singing bowls and crystal bowls on a quiet Telok Ayer side street. Start with the Gong Nidra if you've never meditated; there's nothing to get wrong.
A 90-minute hot–cold circuit in a Tras Street shophouse, named after the rodent that sits in warm water doing nothing. Phones stay in the locker, which is the hard part.
A Latin-leaning bar-bistro at Chip Bee Gardens with a ten-seat vinyl booth and an honour-system library. Come in the afternoon and put a record on.