Oh, the drama!

Okay, I've been inactive for quite a while now,

and before this year ends,

I shall have another long winded post.

=P

Let's start off with my last flight back to Kuching.

It was probably my worst.

It all started on the morning of the 22nd.

I finished packing the last few boxes and was about ready to leave just before 10am.

My flight was 11:45am.

When we were about to leave, my sister's IC decided to go for a walk off to we-don't-know-where and

we spent the next half an hour searching for it.

Left the condo at 10:30am,

attempted the impossible.

(to get to the airport in half an hour)

Failed.

Arrived at 11:40am just to discover our plane flew off already.

(That was according to the counter lady, which I hope was true.)

=/

I didn't have anything for breakfast that morning,

and by 12pm I felt sick.

Called our parents,

lunched at McD,

joined the long queue at the AirAsia counter,

wasted a lot of money for new tickets,

as well as a lot of time.

-.-"

Next flight was at 7:10am, 23rd December.

He offered,

so we crashed at his place.

=)

It was a sleepless sleepover.

Had fun with the bunk bed, the fedora and the specs.

tee hee.

I guess the exhaustion finally registered at 4am.

Literally dragged myself out to go grab breakfast at a nearby mamak.

Had the worst 'teh halia',

got back,

and slept on the couch while waiting for the cab.

My tummy was churning and my head was spinning when the cab finally arrived.

The driving didn't help either;

140km/h with Christmas songs blasting in the back seat.

(I love Christmas songs, but not at that volume.)

=/

Oh,

we arrived at the airport in about half an hour or so.

and this isn't the end of the story yet.

We finally checked-in and managed to reduce our 3kg-overweight bag to 1kg.

(very proud of ourselves with that.)

On the way into the departure hall,

we got stopped.

We had 3 hand-carry each.

Tried to 'beg' our way through. Failed.

We stuffed more things into every other bag and managed to get rid of two paper bags.

Queued up again,

asked help from a totally clueless girl.

She was *ahemmm* and I spoke her language,

yet she did not understand.

(I tried not to sound racist, but...)

So, we got stopped again.

(and lectured.)

Forced to check in another luggage.

At that point,

I've wasted another RM60

and I was sick and pissed.

Finally queued up again and got into the departure hall.

(on the way in, there were many other people with more than ONE hand carry. Bloody AirAsia guy.)

Queuing up,

the lady was announcing that passengers on our plane had to board immediately.

Rushed to the front of the line and asked a couple of ang mohs to let us go first.

They did.

We met them inside,

and they boarded wayyyy before us.

Bloody hell.

We queued for another half an hour waiting to get on the plane.

Walked for about 10 minutes to get into the plane.

Sat for another half an hour waiting for take off.

Oh,

and I think it was another 15 minutes flying round in circles before we landed.

-.-"

Enough of complains.

Thanks for dinner on

'supposedly-my-last-night'.

I'll definitely miss you guys.

=)

and thank you for organizing it.

x.