Anyway i'm really thankful to daddy for sending me to the airport and have dinner together before my arduous journey. Arduous because it is a 10 hour flight alone without a good sleep. But there's something about night flights that captivates me...
I can't quite express why except through this picture taken from my window seat.
I'm so glad for two things during this flight:
1) An empty seat beside me
2) A friendly old uncle at the next seat
He shared so much introspective stuff with me about life, literature and language. Its nice talking to older, fatherly people because they are usually very knowledgeable and funny. And i can't be more be thankful to him for helping me take my orders and even clearing my rubbish.
Having warm-hearted neighbours on a long-haul flight is really a big blessing. So, thank you Mr Kiwi! (sorry i didn't get your name)
