In the search of better airports
Sunday, August 5, 2007
I hadn't have this feeling for very long. It's that wake-up-in-the-wee-hours-of-the-morning-and-travel-to-the-airport-in-a-taxi-kind-of-feeling. Enjoying the scenery on the way and seeing the airport was kinda surreal. Not much excitement, just at ease. Perhaps I've always liked the airport very much. And today's Changi Airport looked like an airport. I mean in recent years the airport has been the place of congregation of students studying in the fast food outlets, much too bustling and too 'neighbourhoody'. But today was different. The right atmosphere. It was rather quiet and people actually slept on the seats. Makes me think of either me or a certain friend who once suggested long long ago to stay over at the airport.
So once again, the airport woke up the wanderlust in me, and am itching all over to travel again. Actually I chanced upon One Litre Of Tears on the Malaysian Channel today, and suddenly I was thinking: What if I was diagnosed with a end-stage terminal disease, with 4 mths left to live? How would I spend the remaining time of my life? The answer didn't take long, in fact, it was immediate. I would like to travel, to do backpacking in Europe. It's been a dream since sec 3 and I've yet to fulfill it. I dun even mind travelling alone. It would be such a different experience. Free without restraint. I would pick up languages as I go along and eat whatever I want. I would do things I've never done before: bungee jump, parasailing, diving, ALL the seasports.. I can sign any papers now that I'm 21!! I dun need any damn parents' consent! Wahaha... But of course I would come back home after 3 mths and spend time in my home country, catching up with frens and family. I dun wanna die in a foreign country and have my body shipped back, u know. Troublesome logistics on my parents' side. It's not very meaningful but I wanna die happy. Oh yea, I wanna learn instruments too: guitar, saxophone, flute, drums, pipa, guzheng... (ok, that's greedy. how's that possible in 4 mths??) Maybe just Hotel California on guitar, Careless Whisper on the sax, 舞曲on pipa...(ok, that sounds even MORE impossible, nvm)
Nevertheless.. would still love to travel. Maybe this December? Chiangmai then straight off to US/Europe?? (ya rite, look at yr bank account first, even if I start saving 200/mth also not enough) Haiz..we'll see abt it. Maybe I'll inherit a fortune from a distant relative. Till then.
P.S.: woo the sun has risen and my CD is playing Running Down to Home. Perhaps one day I shall live in a cottage at the foot of the mountain, by the river. I'll run up the mountains to catch the sunrise everyday, and run back down home with the running stream by my side. Perfect.
Right now, I think I should go to sleep. :p
I hadn't have this feeling for very long. It's that wake-up-in-the-wee-hours-of-the-morning-and-travel-to-the-airport-in-a-taxi-kind-of-feeling. Enjoying the scenery on the way and seeing the airport was kinda surreal. Not much excitement, just at ease. Perhaps I've always liked the airport very much. And today's Changi Airport looked like an airport. I mean in recent years the airport has been the place of congregation of students studying in the fast food outlets, much too bustling and too 'neighbourhoody'. But today was different. The right atmosphere. It was rather quiet and people actually slept on the seats. Makes me think of either me or a certain friend who once suggested long long ago to stay over at the airport.
So once again, the airport woke up the wanderlust in me, and am itching all over to travel again. Actually I chanced upon One Litre Of Tears on the Malaysian Channel today, and suddenly I was thinking: What if I was diagnosed with a end-stage terminal disease, with 4 mths left to live? How would I spend the remaining time of my life? The answer didn't take long, in fact, it was immediate. I would like to travel, to do backpacking in Europe. It's been a dream since sec 3 and I've yet to fulfill it. I dun even mind travelling alone. It would be such a different experience. Free without restraint. I would pick up languages as I go along and eat whatever I want. I would do things I've never done before: bungee jump, parasailing, diving, ALL the seasports.. I can sign any papers now that I'm 21!! I dun need any damn parents' consent! Wahaha... But of course I would come back home after 3 mths and spend time in my home country, catching up with frens and family. I dun wanna die in a foreign country and have my body shipped back, u know. Troublesome logistics on my parents' side. It's not very meaningful but I wanna die happy. Oh yea, I wanna learn instruments too: guitar, saxophone, flute, drums, pipa, guzheng... (ok, that's greedy. how's that possible in 4 mths??) Maybe just Hotel California on guitar, Careless Whisper on the sax, 舞曲on pipa...(ok, that sounds even MORE impossible, nvm)
Nevertheless.. would still love to travel. Maybe this December? Chiangmai then straight off to US/Europe?? (ya rite, look at yr bank account first, even if I start saving 200/mth also not enough) Haiz..we'll see abt it. Maybe I'll inherit a fortune from a distant relative. Till then.
P.S.: woo the sun has risen and my CD is playing Running Down to Home. Perhaps one day I shall live in a cottage at the foot of the mountain, by the river. I'll run up the mountains to catch the sunrise everyday, and run back down home with the running stream by my side. Perfect.
Right now, I think I should go to sleep. :p