flightlogue

6.30am, 2nd of aug
onboard UA 860
from singapore to hong kong

Weighed down by my 10 kg backpack, violin and slingbag, i was trembling as i neared the gate of the plane. God heard me. He sent an angel, my flight mate, Pearlyn.

I noticed the silver cross hanging on her neck first, and as we settled into our seats, both of us took out our bibles for devos=) we chatted and it brought me calm in the choppy seas

thanks Pearlyn and i'm glad He was there with me.


noon 12th aug
hong kong to chicago to toronto

this time, my mum was here with me (thankfully). n we got upgraded to business class=) so the 15h flight was still long but not arduous, albeit kindof boring
i watched chronicles of narnia: prince of caspian 3X + what happens in vegas 2X+ monk + desperate houswives 2X+....
and i robbed the bar of self service midflight snacks........ha

all went well, it was only when everyone was asleep and our plane was sweeping across siberia, that i felt a little cold and lost.

perhaps the siberian frost hit my bones

but that was what got this started, i stretched my fingers, clutched a pen, and wrote the first entry (the original one, which got lost since i came to toronto)