the airport is really gorgeous. it's vast and white... i dunno i just like the whole ambience of it =D.
|Departures, MAS at gate 5|
|the airport is spacious. me likey!|
|selfie before heading to customs|
i remember my friend Nadia telling me Indian customs had a crazy wait-time; she was right. i waited close to one hour just to clear customs i thought i was going to miss my flight T___T and i thought the line to scan our bags was long, they're really thorough in security checks practically everyone was body-searched, they even had a private enclosure just for women, lol.
at one point while i was halfway down the queue, a bunch of people suddenly came out of nowhere and starting jumping the line. 'excuse me, excuse me', they said, briskly walking past us like nobody's business and started forming a second line parallel to the existing one T_T. what the...? ok so at first i was thinking, maybe their flight was about to take off, so kasi chan la potong queue. but then more people started 'following' these people and before you realize it, a whole bunch of people had cut the line. wth??? diorg ingat diorang je ke yg had a flight to catch???
and at some point, even the locals started to mengamuk, bahahahahhah. they demanded for the officials to do something about it. kesian ok especially the people travelling with small children, they were getting antsy standing around in line.
they speak good English, btw.
and so what felt like almost eternity, i was on my way. i always seem to end up breezing past the terminals just to get to my gate T___T. i did manage to stop by the Clinique counter, i was hoping that they sell makeup remover in travel-sized. they did - but they sold it in a pack of 5. ok tak jadi beli. moving on.
i purchased a fridge magnet for my sil since she requested for one. i couldn't find a single souvenir shop when i was walking aimlessly down the streets of the Colaba Causeway earlier. i didn't manage to find anyone selling postcards either, not even at the airport. how come their airport doesn't carry a single postcard???
|heading for the gate|
|strolling around while waiting for departure|
after huffing and puffing to reach the Gate 67 on time, i found that even the crew hadn't boarded yet. aircraft late again as usual. haha. so i took the opportunity to take a photograph with the pembantu juruterbang.
|with the co-pilot|
|thanks India =)|
|Gate 67 finally ready for boarding|
|the best part of boarding airplanes|
it was still raining in Mumbai during takeoff. i remember the first time i boarded a plane co-piloted by my husband for the very first time last year.
"just saying... it's finally sinking in that i'm taking the flight that the husband is actually/literally flying. haha KUL-HKG, 20/11/2015"
now? tak heran pun. bahahahahha. his landings have been improving, so he says. i have yet to see the inside of an actual B738 cockpit (simulators doesn't count). but apart from that i will always enjoy my seat at the economy class. hee~
|it rains in Mumbai|
i got a whole row to myself during the flight back. the cons? my seat was at the first row immediately after business class, which means that the armrests were unmoveable, phoooey.
i managed to get this early morning shot from my window before the windows became too hot to touch. cantik kan? i still wish we could stand on clouds lol lol. obviously the best view would be from the front seat of the plane, but that person *ahem* is too busy looking at controls and charts to even bother to take a few *roll eyes*. or probably segan dengan Captain, eh? lolz.
the crew was really nice, one kept asking me if i needed anything. living with a pilot who brings back lots of stuff from his trips (read: biscuits and loads and loads and loads of peanuts T___T), i really didn't need anything else, really. hahahhahahahha.
so... til my next trip... whenever that is. =D