After a pretty tumultuous 25 hours or so, I’m back…. Finally back in Michigan. Strange lah this trip. I almost missed two of my flights this time round. An event that never ever happened to me before. God forbid that it should ever happen to me. Kinda like the good run I’m having with lost luggage. *touch wood*
The first instance was for my flight from Penang to Singapore. My dad, who was quite reluctant to let me go kept delaying my walk into the departure hall. “They’ll call wan….never mind. Don’t be so hurried.” Yeah, true enough, they did call my name. Not once, but three times. How embarrassing.
I sprinted down the terminal and in my haste, overshot my gate. One of the attendants saw me running and shouted out my name. Thank goodness he did. So I doubled back and jogged into the tunnel. Just as I sat down in my seat, they closed the cabin door. How embarrassing…
The second incident happened during my transit from Tokyo to Detroit. I was so bushed from staying up for my 6am flight in Changi that I decided to take a little nap. Little did I know that I slid into a deep slumber…. Jaw wide open exposing my grill in all its glory.
I was awoken abruptly by something, I don’t know what. But when I looked around, there was not a soul in sight apart from a Japanese flight attendant who asked me, “Are you going to Detroit?” I nodded and he pointed to the tunnel. This time it wasn’t too bad as there were about four others in line. *phew*
So I’m back. I really want to thank God for the Japanese. I went to check on my car after reaching Roger’s apartment, and just hoping out of dumb luck that my car would start. I connected the battery terminals and heard a slight buzz. (Some hope). Then I slid my key into the ignition and turned the engine. No words could describe my joy when I heard that motor roar back to life.
The only issues my car had were the peeling rubber from my wipers and some rust formations on both of my front disc brakes. Most of the rust has been saved off, but still there’s some unevenness tangible when braking. Oh, and I constantly get reminded to change my wiper blades because I keep activating my wipers when I try to turn on my blinkers. Gah!
Classes begin *drumroll* tomorrow…