Flying In and Out – Fun or Dull?
In the past, I envy travelling executives who flies around the world for work. I did not have such an opportunity to do so. My work limits me to travelling within Malaysia and most destinations are reachable by car. Over dinners and mamak sessions, I hear stories of how busy Tokyo is and how beautiful Parisian night and how exciting New York can be. Oh… how envious I was. I was 20 years old when I took my first flight — and that was to attend a funeral.
Now that I myself am flying in and out the region for work, I begin to drag my feet to the airport. The early years of flying was fun; every trip seem to be an adventure on itself. Now, it’s a chore — waking up early in the morning, taking the dreadful taxi to the airport (in itself is already a risk. Cabbies are like F1 racers), long waits at the airport and things gets worse during transits.
If only my every flight destination is to some holidays, I will be looking forward to it. NGC’s Air Crash Investigation series is not helping either.
