I boarded the plane to Bandung in the morning on December 27th. Like always, Zahir sent me to KLIA but this time he couldn't wait for me to check in because he had to rush to his class. My family and I were late to check in, so we didn't really had the time to eat breakfast. And if you didn't already know, breakfast is the most vital meal for me. I love breakfasts and to not eat breakfast just made me grumpy. So I was nagging and ranting to Mom the whole time in KLIA, insisting we get some Sausage McMuffin with egg at McDonald's. Unfortunately we didn't have much time to even stop for breakfast in the airport, so I had to bare with my empty stomach till I get on to the plane to have my breakfast.
I chose briyani rice with fish but they were finished, so I had no choice but to take the turkey ham with veges. Like it or not, my stomach was grumbling! As expected, I didn't finish the turkey but not because it didn't taste good but because I was full. I only finished the veges and left a few slices of hams. And my most favorite part of the meal on Malaysia Airlines is of course, Ferrero Roche :) I was being clumsy the whole way on the plane. I don't know what had gotten into me but I knocked down my drink, TWICE. I had to change my seat because my seat was getting soaked. Guess I was over excited. Harrr
When we touched down, I was kind of shocked to see how tiny the airport was. They didn't even have the tunnel that connects to the plane doors to the airport. So we had to got off the plane through the portable stairs and walked(yes, walk as in using our own legs!) from the plane to the airport. And don't get me started on how tiny the immigration counters and stuffs. The immigration counters were combined with the baggage claim and yet it will still be smaller than a classroom in my primary school.
PS : I'm sleepy at the moment, so excuse any grammar errors or whatever :)




















