I safely arrived KLIA on Wednesday. With MAS. It was delayed for 2 hours and according to the pilot because it was due to the heavy traffic at Heathrow but what was obvious is that it was too many people with too heavy luggage and it took me almost an hour queuing with the people at the checking in desk keep having to unload/off load their heavy bag. So kesian, but they only have themselves to blame. Dah tau luggage allowance ada 20kg, yang gi bawak barang sampai 40 kilo, siapa yang suruh? People usually resent on paying for extra baggage charges as it might be equivalent as paying for another fare home. Nak tak nak, kenalah adjust, bawak keluar itu, bawak keluar ini
I have this check list of things to do before leaving for KL, and macam biasa, list will still be a list, implementation takde. I was working on the day that I was due flying and only started looking for clothes to pack at 4pm, knowing that I had to be at the airport at 6pm. Ni lah baru namanya frequent traveller, Kiah. Hari ni nak fly, hari ni baru nak mampus nak pack baju seluar dalam bagai.
To all my friends, Bella, Kiah,Lee, Makji Eton, Aizee and Sarafina, haiyoo...I do have to apologise.Tah hapa penyakitnya sekarang ni Royal Mail buat strike tak habis-habis, my Eid card with intent to send to you all dah kena return. Yang menyakitkan hati, Makji Eton, I dah bungkus bagi hadiah to cheer you up sempena hari-hari raya ni, tapi Post Office boleh direjectnya parcel ku, boleh? Tunggulah ye, maybe lepas raya or quite rightly lepas Royal Mail strike ni sampailah ye.
My journey with MAS was an unpleasant one. First, I was abused by this man who decided to behave like a 12 years old boy. Nak dijadikan cerita, I think it was past midnight and I think I was somewhere between the English Channel dengan Italy/France and was dozing off.Tetiba terasa macam ada benda pressing hard on my knees that was unusually positioned (they’re on top of each other) and I saw this person in front of me reclining his/her seat very, very low.Dah la kaki I panjang, I can’t move my legs. I had to ask MB to approach the passing steward to ask the person infont of me to adjust their seat. Si steward ni boleh cakap ‘saya takleh buat apa-apa, Kak’.
Certain people ada habit yang bila dah naik economy class tu tapi nak behave macam naik business class. Dah tau tempat duduk kecik, considerlah orang depan belakang,
What upsets me is that the cabin crew did nothing to stop the altercation. As it is I felt so bad have to argue and disturbed people peace but the crew did not take any notice and I bet, kalau lah I ni Mak Gagak with a burly beefy boyfriend, mau mati kot kena tumbuk jantan tu. I keep telling myself; never again with MAS.The fare was exorbitantly expensive with a crap service and lap kaki food. I die to find out siapalah head of the cabin crew recruitment. The crew are not well groomed with faces all full of zits. Lainlah kalau I dapat free ticket ke, I should have stick to the unpretentious Emirates, biarlah stopover lelama pun kat
I had so much fun today, beli baju raya at Subang Parade. It was so cheap and nice. I was struggling to combat my sleepiness, menguap
Kiah, lupa nak cakap dengan you tadi, tak kedai CD mana yang kau pergi, aku dengan senang-senang nya boleh jumpa cd ‘FREEDOM’ yang kononnya kau satu
To all, thanks for the raya wishes. I am now in the
Selamat Hari Raya to all of you who reads, from me and my family. Here I am, masih kuat mengomplen walaupun dah nak dekat habis puasa.