Been a while since I last posted.
I had gone back home for Christmas, and now I am travelling back to my university. It is technically the first time for me travelling alone, which turned out to be an awesome experience, hence the post.
I had gone back home for Christmas, and now I am travelling back to my university. It is technically the first time for me travelling alone, which turned out to be an awesome experience, hence the post.
So I had to take two flights to reach KL, the first one stopping at Sri Lanka, and then a transit to KL. Dubai airports around important festivals and in this case, end of the year/decade, can hold an impressive quantity of people who chose to travel on a working day. I had very little to do window shopping around the duty free area so I sat waiting at the gate. It took a while for them to announce boarding, and the gates were hoarded by people in no time. One man takes advantage of the crowd and confusion to sit next to me and ask, nay, beg for my help. He bought a bag full of toblerones for his 'babies' as he called them. In his excitement he forgot about the cabin baggage limit, making his over 15 kg. Long story short I agreed to carry his chocolates until after we passed the gate. Funny thing however, while we were in the line, him grinning with glee and me playing it cool as always (hello, ladies ; ) ), another man walks up to me with a bag of booze in his hand. Same situation. Weirdly, he uttered 'babies' as well, heres to hoping it's for a responsible age group. Those two men got into an agressive staring contest over me. It made my day.
It took the man 15 minutes to bypass the gate, they had to wait for us before closing the doors. I bid him farewell and sat on my seat. After successful takeoff, I got talking with another stranger. It was alright right up until the moment when he asked me to order whiskey for him. Got right to the point didn't he? We were sitting near the doors so a swift kick sent him flying. Yes I didn't kick him, however his drinks certainty blew him off his feet.
That's it. That's the story. I am sitting at the gate right now waiting for them to announce boarding. I can't tell if this is coincidence or just amazing intuition on my parents' part, but before leaving for the airport they were giving me a pep talk on behaving at the airport. What not to do basically. They ended their talk by telling me not to help any strangers with their things or help them carry anything and give them any of my belongings.
Quite amazed by that.
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