september 25, 2010
kl sentral > lcct > krabi airport > the beach boutique resort
'just let me get there'
when i think of kl sentral, i think 'lost'. hundreds of strangers wandering, just as lost as i am, trying to figure out where they are heading to next.
when i think of kl sentral, i think 'lost'. hundreds of strangers wandering, just as lost as i am, trying to figure out where they are heading to next.
with only rm400 in my wallet, and only another rmxxx to last me till payday, i shivered at the idea of having to convert all of the cash to thai baht.
"would like to convert 400 ringgit to thai baht please.."
the indian man at the counter showed me the receipt. he was telling me that to get 4,000THB, i must pay RM414 instead. being somewhat a rusty traveler, my mind just failed to capture what he meant. not until he repeated 'you need to add on another rm14' for the third time that i finally got what was the big deal. feeling stupid, is an understatement. not wanting to embarrass myself any further, i quickly paid the extra and before he lifted up his head, i was already gone.
i met the rest at mcd and soon after, we head off to lcct via the transit bus. total spending to date = rm218.50 (rm206 flight ticket+rm2 lrt ticket to klsentral+rm2.50 mcd hasbrown+rm8 ticket to lcct).
it took us only about an hour to get to lcct. as we head nearer to lcct, my mind slowly decaying with horrible thoughts of me getting into the same bus again and head back to sentral, only this time, i'll be alone.
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there were at least 3 main passport check points that we had to go through. the first was at the luggage check in. to calm my nerves, i excused myself from the flock to be with saemporna. the only thing that always ease the load.
as i approached the luggage check in counter, my head was fighting hard. one is imagining me in that stupid bus heading home alone. and the other image was the rest and i, just playing under the sun at krabi. i forced the latter image to remain.
god bless. first check, lepas!
from there, we moved on to the escalator. at the escalator, there were only 2 cops just having a glance at our boarding passes. no passport involved. i wasn't at ease yet, because i heard someone said, 'passport machine kat atas!'.
krabi at dawn.
camera by sha.photo by luna.
if i can open my skull, you'll see that my head at this point is just crashing.
so, there i was watching juls, inserting her passport into the machine. i saw green light on the lcd screen. she passed. my turn. i swear, the last time i was this terrified was when i wanted to take my spm results. it wasn't funny.
my passport inserted to the slot. wait. wait. my face appeared. my name appeared. scanned my thumbprints. wait for it. wait..and..
oh hell yeah baby, i'm through!
finally, i was certain about krabi.
(more of day 1, next monday)
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