(Before I start, it has been a month since the date we set off.
Emotions and memories had faded off slowly,
but viewing back at the photos and videos,
I could feel the cool wind blowing through my hair once again.
Thank you London, thank you Paris, thank you Brussels, thank you Amsterdam.)
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Tried to settle everything I could at work, packing up at my desk,
briefing my colleagues till the very last minute, waving goodbye to them,
receiving wishes from them, finally traveling back home when I could still see the sunlight.
That feeling was weirdly amazing, not exactly excited, more of the feeling of uncertainty I guess.
Reached home, list checking the things I packed into my backpack,
making sure all the last minute packing was done as well.
Ate my early dinner (which I totally forgot what I had),
changed and took out my planned denim jacket which I want to bring so badly.
Took a photo of myself carrying my super big backpack and here I go.
Reached airport, just as I alight from the taxi,
I knew I forgot my denim jacket (which I left by the dining table),
which kind of spoilt my very first moment of this trip.
So I had to open up my backpack and pulled out the milk jacket I bought few days back.
Maybe this is fated, I tried to console myself to feel better.
Met Y, almost her whole family was there to send her off,
I thought I will feel sad, but I guess work trips had trained me well,
being at airport and taking plane alone seem like a normal thing to me already.
Time flew, it was time for us to enter already,
I can still remember what Y's mum said to us just before we went in,
those words and wishes were heartwarming.
Texted S, telling her not to rush over anymore,
work and safety were more important than rushing over just to say goodbye for that few minutes.
Remember I bought something to eat and a bottle of mineral water before we enter the waiting hall.
At the waiting hall,
because of some emotion breakdown a few days back before the trip,
I felt that there's a need for me to let them out
and so I texted S whatever was on my mind at that very moment and I was glad that I did it :)
I think somethings just won't change even if things around change after all.
Y and me still busy taking photos,
then we realised things were getting weird, lesser and lesser people in the waiting hall.
So, we went up to ask at the door, and to find out, we were suppose to board the plane already.
That was quite funny, and so we quickly grabbed all our stuff and went on board.
I really love our seats,
because I really don't like to push down my seat on plane when I know somebody is sitting behind me,
but this time round, we were on the last row of that section,
which means I could lie down (especially the flight is so long) and sleep.
The first thing I checked, was the menu of our dinner / supper,
I really like airplane food (for don't know what reason), something I look forward so long.
Then, next will be the movies I was going to watch (to past that 7.5hrs to Dubai, apart from sleeping).
And Y keep saying why I chose those movies (haha!), should watch some English movies,
but I could not help it and watched 1 Japanese movie + 1 Chinese movie + 1/2 Japanese movie
(because I fell asleep half way).
Y introduced me a game which I could battle with her,
which had totally made the both of us went crazy and kept playing.
Then, we finally reached Dubai.
Okay, I can finally tell people at least I went Dubai... ... Airport before k!
Transit waiting time was not very long,
so we went to shop along the way to the gate we supposed to enter for our next flight.
So, again we board the second plane to London.
Checked out our breakfast menu, started the battle with Y, watched another 2 Chinese movies
which I cried like mad (with stranger sitting next to me).
Wiping my tears, blowing my nose, then found out that Y was crying at the same time as well,
when we were watching 2 different movies, super funny.
But I really like that 2 Chinese movies, maybe I should watch again.
After another 6.5hrs, we reached London and I finally felt that excitement in me.
Switched our screen to watch the surrounding around the airplane right before it land,
and we watched the landing moment (woo!) and cheered "我们到了,我们到了!"
which you can hear from my video, hehehe.
Thinking back, I cannot really remember how London airport looks like already,
I only remember spotting our backpack and trying to find the nearest washroom.
As we followed the signs, we had to walk outside and enter another door to the washroom,
which is when we first felt the wind blowing against our face,
that moment was like - oh my god, we are really in London already @.@
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Adventure began.
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