Time to go home

After almost 18 mths of training in US... it's time to say good bye... these few days as i stayed home and pack my luggage and throw away stuff... it's a sad feeling... never knew i would feel sad going home... on wed... i witness something which i never used to be able to... which is saw the recycling and rubbish truck came and took our rubbish away... i was able to observe the way they sort the diff materials in the bin into diff compartments in the truck... at the same time... can't help feeling sad and having the 'the truck is taking away all my stuff' feeling...


Sat 5th Jan 08
Today's my last day in US... so sad... even more sad that i gotta go back alone...


we made the sad trip from our house to Boston Logan airport... managed to check in all luggage without exceeding the weight limit... thanks to everyone else who helped me take bits and pieces back... found the way to the right gate... and waited...


when it was time to board... i was surprised at how small the plane is... i think it was only a 50 seater... with not much overhead compartment... so much so that passengers with big carry-ons have to deposit them in the "cargo" section... luckily my backpack and laptop bag are small enough... so up they went with me...


and this plane doesn't have the connecting tunnel... u have to literally walk out and up a flight of stairs into the plane... haven done that since a long time ago when we went to china... the seats were 2-1 arrangement... good thing i got the 1 seater... so i literally got both the window seat as well as the aisle seat...


after the short domestic flight to Newark... it is now time for the long wait till my flight back to sg... i walked about... trying to keep myself entertained... couldn't check in as the counter isn't even open yet... shopped around... but in the end i was too tired from carrying my backpack and laptop... i decided to sit down on the floor along a wall... and started playing my DS until it was time to check in...


my gate was in the same area as another gate with a plane going to india... so there were tonnes of indians.... big families with old people and kids in tow... not forgetting their barang barangs too... it took quite some time for me to clear the customs... good thing the custom officer was frenly....


i guess i got the worse seat ever for my 18hours flight... the middle seat in the middle row... squashed in btw a young man and an old man... needless to say... the entire journey was made in silence... just sleep... watch movie... and eat...


finally after 18 hours... i am back in sg... the moment the captain said welcome to sg... it just feel so unreal... it's hard to believe that after so long... we are not going to go back to US anymore... the feeling is diff from when we flew back to visit just last feb... this time i am really back for good...

-jiahua