العربية
  • Free & Easy Returns
  • Best Deals
العربية
loader
Wishlist
wishlist
Cart
cart

The Istana - Paperback

Now:
SAR 147.00 Inclusive of VAT
noon-marketplace
Get it by 28 - 31 Dec
Order in 23 h 15 m
Split in 4 payments of SAR 36.75. No interest. No late fees.Learn more
Split in 4 payments of SAR 36.75. No interest. No late fees.Learn more
Delivery 
by noon
Delivery by noon
High Rated
Seller
High Rated Seller
Cash on 
Delivery
Cash on Delivery
Secure
Transaction
Secure Transaction
1
1 Added to cart
Add To Cart
Noon Locker
Free delivery on Lockers & Pickup Points
Learn more
free_returns
Enjoy hassle free returns with this offer.
Item as Described
Item as Described
80%
Partner Since

Partner Since

3+ Years
Great Recent Rating
Great Recent Rating
Overview
Specifications
PublisherMarshall Cavendish International (Asia) Pte Ltd
ISBN 139789814868501
Book DescriptionAs a working palace, the Istana is tradition firmly rooted in the present. It has links with Singapore's colonial past, being first a nutmeg plantation owned by a British businessman, then office to the colonial government and later becoming the seat of Singapore's first President after independence. Today, it houses the offices of the highest office holders in Singapore - the President and the Prime Minister. It is also a place where ordinary Singaporeans celebrate extraordinary achievements. The grounds of the Istana reflect Singapore's vision of its future as a city in a garden, flowing from its old rain trees, orchids, spice shrubs and formal gardens. From its perch on a slight hill, the Istana looks upon the heart of Orchard Road, in many ways acting as the country's heartbeat. This book presents the definitive work on the Istana - its history, its building, its grounds, and the people that are part of it. With authoritative, accessible text and stunning photography to guide you along the way, let us welcome you to the Istana.
AuthorHong Xinyi (Author)
Publication Date15 Apr 2020

The Istana - Paperback

Added to cartatc
Cart Total SAR 147.00
Loading