Plane travel

I visited Malaysia for 15 minutes today. Though I booked a flight with a transfer in KL from Singapore, there was no transfer. I had to go get a fast forward through immigration (the queues were horrendous) then go back in through passport control. At least a km of walking. It's what I get for traveling cheap.

Incredibly bored, I'm on the most cramped plane I've experienced - air asia is designed for small people of Chinese heritage, not Indians and Westerners. Be warned.

Luckily, I made a run to the only spare seats in the plane, and am no longer next to a sweating oversized man and have a spare seat beside me. Add to that a good view of the Korean man's laptop in the row in front, currently showing a movie set in an Arab country with Jake Gylenhaal (sp?) in a partial state of dress for the entire film, and the trip has become better. I've tried making up the dialogue in my head but it's entirely predictable:
Jake: is this sword magic?
Mysterious Minx: yes, but it's mine.
Jake: let me show you my rippling muscles as I playfully wrestle it from you.
Minx: Ok, but I am a modern empowered woman and will use my strength, intelligence AND feminine wiles to take it from you.
Jake: Ha ha ha, but look at my muscles [gives flirtatious and smoldering look].
Minx: Alright, we'll be allies against a common enemy.
[Jake and Minx wander through the desert, engaging in witty verbal exchange from time to time and glancing meaningfully at each other as Arabian soundtrack swells. The sun sets]

Next day at city gates.
Jake: Oh, we made it. I am do pleased. Aren't you?
[turns to see Minx lying on ground as if dead. Runs to her. She jumps, hits him on the head, steals the magic sword and disappears with a victorious grin]

... etc. More sword fighting, glamorous ancient cities and romantic interludes that are quickly interrupted. Have now lost interest in the story line and am just appreciating Jake.

Very, very bored. But thanks to this app, I can blog about exactly what I'm thinking as I go.

Thankfully, no one will really read this far, or even at all, so it doesn't matter that this entry is a complete load of rubbish.

Here's the view from the window as the sun sets on the earth:










By the time this is posted I will have arrived in India. By the time anyone reads this, I could be 62.

Cheers for reading this far. You're a good friend.

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