Happy 40th Brithday, Singapore!
August 8th, 2005Heathrow Airport Terminal 3 was a shockingly bad experience. Who would have guessed that an international terminal at the main London airport could be so decrepit and ill-designed? It was cramped, noisy and unpleasant to navigate. Everything looked old and unwashed. The staff were mostly understandably surly. *shudder* I’m starting to appreciate the (smoky) Frankfurt airport a lot more now.
I am at least thankful for the fact that I managed to get on the plane with my over 70kg of luggage without a) collapsing, b) paying excess baggage charges. Actually it was closer to 80kg, I think. (That’s some 200 pounds for the non-metric-minded.) Yes, that *is* considerably heavier than I weigh, and three to four times more than what’s allowed.
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And now I am back in time for National Day, as I had hoped :) The extended family went for an early morning walk along the boardwalk at Changi, which was nice, and much needed-exercise. Following that we all hit the Changi Village hawker centre, noted for excellent mee siam, mee rubus, longtong, nasi lemak etc. etc. Yum.
As a result of having slept six hours on Friday night, zero hours on Saturday night, one hour in the departure lounge at Heathrow, one hour on the 14-hour flight, one hour at home and eight hours last night, I am not jet-lagged. I am, however, very panda-eyed and constantly ready for a nap.
Maybe I’ll take one now.