The plane journey
Trip Start
Jul 24, 2008
1
22
Trip End
Ongoing
Kuala Lumpur,
Wilayah Persekutuan,
Malaysia
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Well what can I say? There is something about being sandwiched into a small metal compartment with about 2 cubic feet of space for 17 hours which cannot really be done justice using only words... Can I please suggest that to fully emphasize you get into your wardrobe with no cushions. Attach a small torch above you and attempt to pass the time reading by it's feeble light and perhaps break up the monotomy by watching countless movies on your mobile phone, (about the same size as the screen provided on the seat in front) Of course none of that carries the horror of plummeting to your doom or deep vein thrombosis lurking in the background. Not to mention the delight of breathing in 200 hundred other peoples waste gases, Mmmm, I swear the air was drinkable by the end of the journey it was so thick! To perfect the illusion I suggest a bowl filled with your neighbours excrement positioned under your feet. About once or twice during your experiment get a friend or parent to toss you a small metal tray containing some freeze dried noodles, partially cooked and two slices of peach cocktail from a can... not forgetting the vital wilted lettuce leaf and slice of cucumber for the side. The accompanying 10ml of orange juice will make it all worthwhile though. Add in the screaming infants, spillages and toilets which quite frankly were a test in ingenuity and you have a test of will and endurance that even NASA would be hardp pushed to mimic!!
Now I wait in K.L. international airport for 3 hours for my connection... Oh did I mention that stupidly I forgot to change any money into Malaysian currency as I was not planning to visit the country at all, none of the shops accept cards and there are no money changers - joy - so I can do nothing but use the free internet service provided at a kiosk for five minutes only... Yay for international travel, it kicks ass!
Your friendly and not at all over tired friend abroad,
Ixxx
P.S. A wierd man keeps staring at me as if I was Jesus Christ himself... he better bugger off soon or Imight just end the agony and top him so I can spend some time in a more luxurous place - a Malaysian prison!
