I did not have any pictures of us at KLIA, but it was so "mengharukan" that family members and relatives took the trouble to send us off. Amid all that, the 5 of us did not shed a single tear but I was told that Yasmin, my niece, cried all the way back to Seremban (don't know if my father exaggerated to make us feel guilty for being so 'heartless'! Haha!). Truth is, we were emotionally & physically drained by a lot of things for months that we just don't know what to feel, think and do anymore. We were thinking, let's get this over with and try to get some rest once we arrive in the UK.
Well, we did get some rest and pampering on the plane. Flying Malaysia Airlines, business class, the stewardess practically fluttered around you till you couldn't breathe! After all, we were reminded time and again that they were "award-winning cabin crew". Hohoho!
The food... well, even though I'm not into their elaborated prawn cocktail, the rest was OK. Yup, that's right: ONLY OK. I mean, food should be savoured in the right ambience. Eating satay on a plane? I'd rather have smoke sting my eyes while I enjoy my satay at Samuri's belakang stadium Kajang tu... Huhuhu...
Anyway, we appreciate our seats (and leg room) very much and ever the shopaholic, I managed to do some inflight shopping... Kui! Kui! Kui!
We arrived 13 hours later in Amsterdam, and had to wait for our connecting flight to Bristol for 9 hours. Luckily, there was this place at Amsterdam Schiphol Airport where we could lie down on reclining chairs and take a nap (they even have blankets!).
Then, it was off to Bristol.
All was fine. Even the customs weren't fussy with our baggage (Dang! Should have brought more ikan bilis, serunding, soto mix, etc! Sigh...). I had my first taste of Bristol's hospitality at the Bristol's immigration checkpoint :).
We were greeted by the MCBUK committee when we arrived (terima kasih semua!) and they even had a little jamuan for us (thanks Asri & Faizah :)).
... to be continued (really have to read those journal articles ASAP)...