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Monday, September 15, 2008
He ain't Heavy, He's my Bladder
Thanks to those who sent me off and wished me well before I left Singapore.
I ran off and was the last person to board the plane. The 2-4-2 configuration on the A380, landed me an aisle seat with an ang mo guy sitting next to me. Surprisingly, he didn't wake me to use the toilet for 12 hours. He's amazing.
After 20 minutes into the flight, I suddenly felt very homesick. I wished the plane would turn around. I realised it was too late. It had only dawned on me that suddenly, I won't be seeing everyone for 3 months. Talk about delayed reactions.
After the 13 hour flight, which was also prolonged because of Heathrow's crazy air traffic, I finally landed to be greeted by a 1.5 hour immigration queue! Alone and lugging my laptop, I started to think about the people I was going to miss again.
I took a cab (which costed me 55 pounds) to the hotel. And only after checking-in into my room, I finally let it go. So much tears.. I just couldn't stop crying.
Luckily, Molly called me about an hour later to ask if I wanted her to see me. It just suddenly felt so good to see her.
I ran off and was the last person to board the plane. The 2-4-2 configuration on the A380, landed me an aisle seat with an ang mo guy sitting next to me. Surprisingly, he didn't wake me to use the toilet for 12 hours. He's amazing.
After 20 minutes into the flight, I suddenly felt very homesick. I wished the plane would turn around. I realised it was too late. It had only dawned on me that suddenly, I won't be seeing everyone for 3 months. Talk about delayed reactions.
After the 13 hour flight, which was also prolonged because of Heathrow's crazy air traffic, I finally landed to be greeted by a 1.5 hour immigration queue! Alone and lugging my laptop, I started to think about the people I was going to miss again.
I took a cab (which costed me 55 pounds) to the hotel. And only after checking-in into my room, I finally let it go. So much tears.. I just couldn't stop crying.
Luckily, Molly called me about an hour later to ask if I wanted her to see me. It just suddenly felt so good to see her.