Countries Visited (not including Turnarounds): Australia, Austria, Azerbaijan, Belgium, Bosnia & Herzegovina, Brazil, Canada, China, Czech Republic, Denmark, Estonia, Finland, France, Germany, Ghana, Great Britain, Greece, Iceland, India, Italy, Japan, Kenya, Latvia, Libya, Lithuania, Malaysia, Malta, Mauritius, Moldova, Monaco, Morocco, Netherlands, New Zealand, Nigeria, Norway, North Korea, Philippines, Romania, Russia, Singapore, Senegal, Serbia, Seychelles, South Africa, South Korea, Spain, Sri Lanka, Sweden, Switzerland, Tanzania, Thailand, Tunisia, Turkey, Uganda, United Arab Emirates, United States, Vatican City
London | Perth | Sydney | Melbourne
Seatguru - Most Comfy Seats On Any Airline
pprune.org - Pilot's rumour network
Kangaroo with a Sweet Tooth
Kronicles of Kris
The Adventures of Alle Malice
Joel's trek across Asia/Europe in a Hilux
Phil's Wine Site
I Can Has Cheezburger
The Flying Pinto
Girl on Raw
Things Bogans Like
Bobby at Up, Up and a Gay
Straight Guy in the Queer Skies
Skin by Falter
Thursday, November 30, 2006Hey guys. Currently in Singapore feeling very tired and red-eyed. I had about 3 hours sleep before the flight (which is enough to JUST last me until landing) and I fell asleep again in the hotel for a grand total of... 2 hours.
Everytime I get a Singapore flight, I always promise myself to go to either the Jurong Bird Park, or the Botanical Gardens. But somehow I always manage to wind up at Orchard Rd, spending way too much money, or at Zouk getting sloshed because it's the only decent place to drink on a SIN-CMB trip. But now I'm wrecked, and I know for sure that in a few days when I land it'll be the same. So maybe it's just Xmas shopping on the cards.
The Xmas tree that's shining a bright green light into my hotel room. Will get a better photo of it tomorrow morning when I go out for breakfast.
Meanwhile, Ash's gone a little Xmas crazy. Since I got back she's been playing Xmas carols by Mariah Carey, Celine Dion, and Leanna Rimes. She's even got Alvin and the Chipmunks singing carols. There's a wreath made out of Lifco plastic bags in our living room. There's an angel on top of the TV. And she's bought a Christmas tree, and stockings for all of us to chuck presents in. It's not even December yet. I'm scared. Carols and joy and goodwill just don't come naturally to me.
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