I'll walk 15 min from Paddington station to Malaysia Hall with my 30kg luggage. So, I need a handy way to carry my luggage or go gym to get fit! ya, my hand luggage is almost 15kg. Add up both, 30+15=45kg, it's 90% of my body weight.....
I went to papa's warehouse to pack my luggage. Thay were so pro.
My iMac and clothings weighted 29.4kg
Jie demostrating
After the packing, went to pyramid have lunch with LKW friends. I burnt my hand.
Kah Meng holding the camera
After the "farewell" lunch at pyramid with LKW's friends, went to buy a lipbalm. It's wierd thing to me, never use before.
Rushing back to pack my SMALL hand luggage arter say bb to my dear friend. Well, I never learn from past experience-last minute work always perfect! I perfected my last minute preparetion by leaving my tooth brush in the same old place. maybe there's something more that I left out, yet to discovered.
At KLIA, the atmosphere was bit (fan zao). Mama's left foot banged by the trolley just after we step out of the car. I know she's very pain, I know. After check in with my 29.4kg luggage, my lil tenssion finally can put aside. Well, for unknown reason, I can't feel the sadness of leaving M'sia for dunno how many years, not even nervousness or fear felt. My heart was so calm, just like normal day. Why??? But surely it wasn't a good thing, as no andreline pumped up, wouldn't be more alert and reactive.
Family and friends at KLIA. From left, Boon Sim,Chin Chuan(friends), Ling, mama, papa, me, nini and Hui chuan(cousin)
After McD, took few pictures with family N two friends who came along. Just before my departure, mama's tear rolled down her cheek. Mama, don't cry. I'll be fine, I promise.
Cute mama
On plane, I didn't switch off my phone immediately, still sms n talk to friends, as though it was last day of mine. Ha, the world is flat. I type here, U read there, isn't it a small small world? I might be over reacted.
I fly Etihad, a UAE company. The pilot gave instruction in their native language before english in their slange. Hard to understand, so I just ignore. First thing first, check for the emergency outlet, the evacuation plan, and the toilet. Then, explore the sall LCD display in front of me. The two dunno what nation ppl, speaking dunno what language, have zero conversation to me. Just point and point and aspect I know what they think. It's their first time in air I think, always follow what I do. I open the food container, they follow. I ate A, they not dare to eat B. I press on the screen at A, they press A too. When I take tea instead of coffee; beef instead of fish or chicken, coke instaed of wine or skyjust, they just point at what I eat, and the air stewardes take 3 sets of the same thing. I acted very pro, as though I fly everyday.
Watched Iron Man and Bat Man1989 half way, as it is too lame compare to The Dark Knight.
Sleep a while.
Arrived in Abu Dhabi. I love the arabic design,
Abu Dhabi Airport, MUCH smaller than KLIA
Uncle came to fatch me, he called a cab, Camry, left driver seat. The road was so flat and straight, the car maintain at 160km/h, so stable. Ya, just realise, Camry got 5th gear, as approaching 130km/h, it switches. The house beside the road was so fasinating. All enormous bunglo, Arab style. Flat roof, well crafted fascade, square, arabic arched and openning.
Reached uncle house, a hotel service condo, ate japanese noodle, washed up and sleep again.
My bedroom
It's really wierd about the time. I flew off at 9:45pm at M'sia, reached UAE at 12:10am(4.15am M'sia time). so, it's time to sleep again? yup, I sleep again. The time here is 4 hours later than M'sia.
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