Pre-departure chaos

Have you ever felt a strong sense of nostalgia during your post travel? Yes I’m feeling that sort while I’m typing all this down at 3-freaking-a.m. It couldn’t get any worse when all I’ve been listening to is Dillon all night. I would say she has been my soundtrack throughout this eventful 7-day solo journey to Nepal. Her voice have been accompanying me through the long-suffocating-boring plane rides and bus rides to and fro Pokhara … She’s just fking full of emotions and those words couldn’t have been any more true. Some really hit me hard as if she’s secretly the voice inside my head. One of my favourite; 

Anywaysssss. I got my flight ticket to and fro KL for about $300+ish. Mad cheap! What a steal!! I could’ve chosen to fly from Singapore but I would rather spend that extra couple of hundreds to spend a few days in Malaysia. I mean why not?! I am the sort of traveller who would go by any means to maximise my holiday in terms of extending my days out of Singapore as much as possible. Muahahaha. Shows you how much I hate to stay home :)

Travelling from KL city area (bukit bintang) I assumed that it’s gonna be easy breezy (I feel like I’m one of those Silkygirl ambassador right now. Eww?). I mean how bad can it be right? Unless if you think:

1. You’re still early when the fact that you’re NOT ANYWHERE NEAR EARLY 

2. and that you don’t have a clue that KLIA wasn’t the only terminal they have in KL and your flight takes off from THE OTHER TERMINAL WHICH APPARENTLY YOU DON’T HAVE A CLUE EXISTED. 

Which of course all of the above happened. Can you imagine at the sight of this blur looking face running around the airport with this annoying orange backpack? (this photo doesn't show justice of its true color!!)

My feelings at that moment after reaching KLIA ... had to run again and again and againnnnn!!! AND NOTHING WILL STOP ME GET-OUT-OF-THE-WAY-MAFCKERS

When a lady told me I had to go to the other terminal (LCCT) which is 20mins away … *slaps forehead* Quickly got onto a cab and driver told me to calm down and … oh-my-gosh had to get off the cab in the midst of a MASSIVE jam. I die also don’t want to miss my flight so I went to sprint towards the terminal which what looks like about 400m away. From the countless plane rides I AM ALWAYS ALWAYS EARLY for my flight. All the anxiety was pretty fcking intense. I totally felt like a VIP throughout the process of getting to the departure gate because it was too clear I was late. It was all on my face I guess? Totaly felt like ...

  Well, after all the chaos I still managed to board my plane right after my phone died = 5hrs of pain and agony in the plane. I shall continue on about my trip like soonish. XX