13:00 me, only me, with my yellow-backpack.
Arrived in Cengkareng T2-D. Lousy and gloomy terminal, as always, but I love it. Every time I see the dark-red-rotten tiles in the departure hall, I am disconnected from my routines. My passion aroused. I go traveling! Wherever my destination is, and whatever its purpose, ah it's later to be discussed.I AM LEAVING ON A JET PLANE!
This time around destination is: Bangkok Songkran Festival. Yea, we're chasing the 13th & 14th of April, when the sun crosses exactly overhead and the temperature reaches it's peak boiling heat. Thus people throw waters and powders.
13:10 my two buddies popped up to my sight. Jomima with her blue backpack (it's the twin of mine) and Dewi with her girly rolled cabin bag.
The red iron bird was pulled to the runway at exactly 16:20 as scheduled. And after 3hr 45min flight, we landed at Bangkok Int'l. "Sawadee krup... welcome to Suvaa-na-phumm the ei-pot of Bangkok". Yeah whatever, for the next four days and a half, sawadee.....krup is the anthem.
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