I’m back in London now.
On the flight back, I just sat there speechless. I looked around and suddenly it dawned upon me.
This is my last flight to London!
I felt a bit sad so I just made the most of the flight. I demanded more food, more drinks, more pillows, more everything! Haha. I tried to minimise the sleeping time, and just seized every moment of the flight.
Lobster thermidor with saffron rice. I realllyyy have to learn how to make this.
Rice kandar style with fish curry and fried chicken
Mee rebus. Half of it was just oil.
I also managed to squeeze in some work. (Exams in a few weeks womahgawd FINALS)
The 12 hours of eating, napping, watching movies, and studying seemed to pass by so fast.
And when I touched down, that was it.
5 years of being in UK and countless flights back home and back again. A quarter of my life was spent here; my home away from home. How do you let something like that go?
My last flight to London…for now.. for a long time, anyway.