After a 24 hour door-to-door journey, I am now comfortably sitting on a sofa in London.
My flight stopped in Tashkent, Uzbekistan. Tashkent was the weirdest place. The transit area was like a big old house. It had the atmosphere of the Kota Bahru airport almost 15 years ago.
The situation at the London Airport was not bad at all (for me at least). Me and Lan managed to get out within about 40 minutes from the time we landed.
Ok lah, am going to try to sleep my jet lag off.
