I'm back in sunny Singapore. The flight back seems to be faster than the flight to Oslo 5 months ago though technically it took about the same amount of time. I think I sat around the same area too. But this time on my right it was a sec sch boy who had long legs and long arms and on my right a big ang moh grandpa. Both of them took up much space!! And there are also alot of babies bawling throughout the whole journey...so frustrating lah!

Muscles aching all over right now from heaving the 30+kg luggage from the hostel to the airport. What normally is a 30 min jouney took 1 hour instead. I'm now an expert in navigating around with 2 luggages, even on the escalator. Flight to Oslo was delayed by half an hour and then upon arriving in Heathrow Airport I had to rush to collect my luggage and then procceed to T3. I thought it was like Sg, where you can reach another terminal by the connecting sky train. But in Heathrow I had to take the Heathrow Express (the metro). Luckily it was free as I don't have any pounds with me. It was so tiring hoisting the luggages up and down the train. Grrrr. Then the flight to Sg was also delayed by about 45 mins...-_-"

What a way to end my overseas experience. Muscles aching all over and there is totally no jet lag at all. I ate and then plonked on my bed and fell asleep promptly, with the aircon on of course. It must have been the best night for my sis since in the past I would have refused to on the aircon. BUT my nose started to wheez just now. Haiz... My poor nose, back to its fragile state. I did woke up on the middle of the night very tempted to order Big Breakfast from Mac. Bahaha!

Now that this chapter of my life is over, this shall also be the last entry of this blog.