First day back in the motherland. The flight was delayed (as usual), but not without some minor drama. Changi has a habit of making people rush to the gates by flashing ‘Last Call’ although the passengers are still couped up in the waiting area. I saw ‘Last Call’ blinking on the monitors I quickly swallowed all the hot coffee I just bought at the Coffee Bean and hurried to the gate to find that the flight has been delayed. Blardyy, I burned my tongue for nothing.

The plane was pretty empty but for some reason, we just had to be seated in front of two yack-a-thons who yacked for the whole duration of the flight. PUH-LEASE! I don’t wanna hear intimate details of your lives, good thing mom and I had our iPods to save us.