layover
A big and cheery hello from Kuching International airport, where the internet comes free and no-one seems keen to surf. That said, what with all the food around, who'd bother, except I've just eaten so my mind is occupied by thoughts that normally come second to my stomach.
Davide tells me from an adjacent terminal that London is cold and rainy (16 C). It's rainy here too, albeit 34 C and likely to be sunny again in the next half hour. Har har har. Not really, there are moments when I miss the cool, dry air of the UK - the humidity does get to you after a while.
We're stuck here for an hour or two whilst we wait for our flight to the capital across the water. It will be nice to get to KL and have a hot shower and get some real laundry done. River water and hand soap just doesn't get blood, stench and grime out like dedicated washing machines do.
Uh-oh, little kiddie wants the computer. Who am I to deny?
Adios!
You make it sound so romantic :)
As it happens, it's not actually raining here, and has been pretty warm the last few days, but due to turn nasty this weekend. Well, it is a bank holiday...
Indeed it is, and we'd noticed too - cruel ironies are the spice of life.
Actually, they aren't, they're just cruel.
Having spoken to my mother, I gather that it has, in fact, been as lovely in London as it was prior to our departure. I knew it was a mistake to come here in the early summer. Pah! Anyway, it's nice to be here all the same.
On an unrelated note, KL really is the land of free internet. Hello from Kuala Lumpur Sentral Stesen (central station) airline departures lounge!
Deny small children access to the Internet at all times. My corruption queue is already backlogged. I'm glad to hear that you're managing to get your laundry sorted out at least.