It's four in the morning at Changi Airport, Singapore and I am waiting for my connecting flight to Los Angeles. I got semi-booted out by an Indian couple from occupying the seats I was unsuccessfully napping on at the Skyplex area. A quick survey revealed that I wasn't the only one sprawled unglamourously on a seat or two. I just had to look like the "nice" one, I guess.
My green, velvet hoodie isn't keeping me warm at all. I am thinking of passing by the Nike shop to get myself another jacket when they finally open. Except for the Duty Free outlets and food stalls, that's all that's available at this time of day.
Still, I can't complain. It's better than getting stuck at the NAIA for at least four hours. Not fun at all.
Sleepless in Singapore, Changi Airport, 4:05 AM
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Awww. Wish I were there. I keep seeing Tom Hanks in "The Terminal" after you called me from there today. Maybe you can make up stories about the people there to keep you sane...
I should have checked myself in at the Transit Hotel pala. Unfortunately, they were also booked. I took a brochure and they advise reserving around 2-3 weeks. Wow.
Don't worry, I've got lots of stories na. Including this lady who kept picking her nose when she thought no one was looking. Haha!
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