Friday, August 06, 2010
What's worse than an early morning flight is an early morning flight with a screaming, crying kid with a powerful set of lungs who shouts 'wo bu yao~~' at regular intervals. Let's hope tmr will not be a repeat of monday.
I see darkness as I look out the hotel room window at this point of time. Am packed (this time it's much quicker and easier), and I don't think my luggage is more than 12kg this time around. Don't know whether to be relieved or nostalgic that this will prob be my last time here. More relief actually, and gladness. haha
Solo flying is strangely appealing. I should really try solo travelling one day.
Labels: musings, travel
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