lost in transit

unadulterated actual real recovered blogs[crap]s (scribbled in a little notebook) that were forgotten somewhere in between changi and heathrow.

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"bahrain. very very brown! from above (in the airplane) it's impossible to spot any sign of greenery! it's like the setting for some strange sci-fi movie, where a species dwells in a sandy dry land... but i digress."

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"i'm at the bahrain airport restaurant waiting for my (free!) breakfast. omelette and toast i think.

solitary at one table. other travellers are solitary at their tables to. everyone looks abit plane-weary.

i need my sustenance :O"

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"it's all still surreal. the flight i just took is surreal. the london AtoZ book that wing gave me also feels surreal in my hands. i read her note and miss her and the blacks girls already."

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"hanging out at the bahrain airport, feeling a bit of jet lag now, extremely sleepy especially since i just tried to stomach a number of pages from stiglitz's 'globalisation and its discontents'.

"met this guy from singapore (malaysian like me), shall call him 'd', who's studying med at kcl. he just came up to me at the bahrain airport (took the same gf flight). awkward conversation has been replaced by awkward silence while he reads his noam chomsky book and i do my own stuff (stoning)."

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"what else can i say about bahrain... cosmopolitan enough, but small airport. can't imagine my mum as an air stewardess hanging around here, haha. feeling damn excited about london now, but just wish that my friends and family could be here with me."

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