Sunday, January 9, 2011

Home is where the heart is

Right,so im back here.at home..sitting in the study and typing this..my trip was horrible..i mean,it was taxing to say the least.It drained every ounce of my energy to put it simply..well i  didn't sleep for 24 hours,that's the main reason..i left at 5pm Indian time.that's like 7.30 Malaysian time.and arrived in LCCT( yes,that's the cheap airport where it smells like sadness and despair)..so here's the thing,lcct is the budget airport of Malaysia.meaning they cut a lot of cost during the building process.In other words,it's a piece of crap..

It looks like an extremely large tin can nailed strategically to prevent it from collapsing and killing all the cheap travellers( like me)..inside..And seating's kinda limited.you'll have bodies sleeping on the floor,when u enter.i swear sometimes,some of those sleeping people aren't really there to get on a plane..just a lucky hobo with a nice place to stay the night..but yeah.i got there around 12 ish plus..and i had around 7 hours to kill..and boy was it strenuous...plus i couldn't sleep..i just sat on a chair that was rather unkind to my vertebrae..when i got up,i felt like i had kyphosis..in layman's term,i felt like a fried prawn.all bent and what not..and walked like i did for some time..hmm..anyway..The kids on the plane to Kl,and to tawau were a boisterous and rowdy bunch..one kid kept smashing his dad's Ipad with his fist.i had no idea why,but sucks for the dad..then the little scum started sticking out his tongue at me..the thing is, i like kids.in general.some are real adorable..but this one.i swear i was gonna make his face look like his daddy's ipad.Then i gave him the  death stare of doom and he stopped.ok maybe not really a death scare.just like a normal stare.damn..stupid kid.

But well rage all dissipated  as soon as i sat at the boarding area of my kl-tawau flight.sabahans will be sabahans.so nice,and naive to an extent.it is written on your boarding pass what gate you're supposed to use.and when u get to the gate,there's these huge ass LCD's which tell the flight number and destination..but people are so cute.the still feel the need to ask despite all this.incase the system is againt them and IS trying to dupe them.lol.
a lady woke me up from my delirious state of mind to ask me"dik pigi mana?.kalau pintu ni kemana ya?" i was in a agitated and extremely volatile mood.and wanted to reply "oh ni ke USA kak,tahniah!!!!!!!!!kak,hari ni kakak pergi USA!!!!,wohooooo~~.."..but opted for a more subtle "ni ke tawau kak" and a smile.

And on the flight to tawau..i had the erm opportunity" to sit beside a lady who had the weakest bladder control ever..1st of all she was sitting by the window.and i had to get up at least 5 times to allow her nature's call..it got irritating after some time.i had half a mind to lend her some money to get herself adult diapers.but me being me,forgot about my tired rage and was like aaaaw like,when she told me to look out the window and see the clouds 
she:"dik dik,kau tengok ba tu awan di luar sana..tebal kan.macam mau ribut kan?.."
me:errmm ya kak..mungkin hujan di luar tu. (it was sunny)."
and at the carousel after taking my bag,i heard a loud "ok dik,bye ya!!' accompanied by the hugest grin I've ever seen from her..sigh..it's hard staying mad at people sometimes. 
well that was it..i drove back to tawau the next day.the family came over.and here i am..im just happy net works fine.:)..have a good day.

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