So
we had our Curry Laksa, mad-dashed our way to Gate A5, and realised... dang, we shouldn't have bothered running at all. The queue for boarding the flight was a million miles long! -_-'''
Passengers waiting in line to board flight SQ322 to London.
(Yes, I exaggerate. It adds a dash of drama to my story.)
As you can see from the picture above, there are two doors leading to two separate decks – upper deck and main deck – in the plane we were to be on. The upper one is for high-flying business class passengers, and the main deck serves regular folk like us who fly economy. :-/
Economy seats on the main deck.
Whateverrr... economy looks pretty okay to me!
We got the first row that was situated
right behind the airline staff's serving area
and the leg room was simply awesome.
Look at that, man... I could stretch my legs fully
and still not touch the panneling before me!
At first, I relished the extra space. Freedom of movement on long-haul flights is important. And that was something this seat allowed me. Only problem was... I was sitting next to a kid. *slaps forehead* On a 13h 23m flight. @_@ Noooo... But yes, as fate would have it, I ended up sitting next to a kid. This kid.
An ill-behaved brat who seemed intent on making my flight from Singapore to London the worst flight I've ever taken in my LIFE! Don't let that angelic mop of brown hair fool you, dear friends. For that child is evil! Pure evil! He was kicking me and smacking me with his toy bear throughout the flight, okay!! THROUGHOUT! Except for that glorious half hour when he ter-fell asleep. -_-''''
6 hours into the flight, my patience had run out and I was ready to belasah the boy halfway to stupid. But I tahan. Control. And did what any self-respecting adult would do. I jeling-ed him every 2 seconds in my mind. And decided to distract myself with laugh-worthy How I Met Your Mother episodes to take the edge off my irritation and growing annoyance.
All this while, The Husband slept. Not knowing that his new wife was being battered by a 2-year-old right next to him. T_T Seriously speaking, I don't know how I did it but by some miracle, I managed to make it through 13 hours without raising my hand and smacking his little brown-haired head.
Unfortunately, by the time the pilot started talking about London and about how we were landing in a half hour, I was worn out and jet-lagged from not having slept through the night. My panties were already up in a billion knots. So, when that boy whacked me one more time with that stupid brown bear he had with him, I ouch-ed loudly and tossed him and his mom a stare.
The Husband, who was awake by then, looked at me like he just married a psycho who hated kids and growled,
"HE'S JUST A KID LAH," at me.
@_@ Like wth??? That kid tortures me for 13 hours while he sleeps like a pig on
Xanax and he gives
me a look when I toss my very first stare their way? Too much. I dun care lah. Next time, HE will be the one sitting next to strangers. Grrrr... >(
*pauses*
Ok, I need to talk about happier things.
*Zen breath*
Like free hot towels before we took off. =)
They're such a nice welcome-on-board service. Would have been nice if they gave us one just before we landed, too. Especially after a long-haul flight, a hot towel would definitely be nice. =) Oh, and the other thing that makes me happy is food. Yeah, let's talk about food now.
In-flight menu.
I checked this little booklet out as soon as I got onboard and took
the following shots of what we had coming to fill our tummies.
Beverages.
Hmmm... Not very promising for a first page. There's waaay too much alcohol in that list... and no food whatsoever!! Thank goodness the facing page made up for it in the form of some Indian Fish Curry with Spicy Vegetables and Basmati Rice.
Supper.
Indian Fish Curry, Spicy Vegetables and Basmati Rice.
This dish was just so-so for me. Even so, it looked a whole lot better than The Husband's Wok Fried Sliced Beef. I don't remember him enjoy it much. Haha.
Light Bites.
I was probably too taken over by the grumps caused by the little kid's kicking to notice any food going around cos I certainly don't remember eating anything between the in-flight supper and breakfast. :-/ Haiya... rugi liao la. If I was in my right mind, I would have taken the peanuts or the fruit. Nevermind. I did not make the same mistake on the flight back. =p
Breakfast!
I throughly enjoyed breakfast. Maybe cos all that seething on the inside zapped me of all my energy already. Haha. Fuel tank was running on empty and I badly needed a recharge. The sausage was so-so. The hash browns were mushy. The mushrooms were hard. The bread was cold. So what was so enjoyable about breakfast, you ask? THIS!
Rumbler's Cornflakes with Long Life Milk!
This is cereal magic in plastic, I tell you. Look!
What you see right there, is cornflakes with milk... but oh-oh look! It's pre-packed! And oh-oh cornflakes are still crispy, and the milk is still cold! =D
Separate packing for milk and cornflakes doubled up in one pack!
Dry (in a good way!), crispy cornflakes on one side.
Cold milk with an easily opened packaging on the other side.
Just open and pour!
And before you know it... TADAAA!!!
Cornflakes with cold milk! =D
Ahh, such brilliance in breakfast.
It can only be Rumbers.
If only they sold this stuff here in Malaysia. =(
Anyway... since all that food talk has taken my mind off that nasty kid, I'll go back to talking about the flight. Considering it was my first time on the Airbus A380, I figured I should read the safety information leaflet. You know... just in case.
So I read it. A half hour before we landed. =p
Ok la. Overall, I personally think there's no real big difference between an Airbus A380 and a Boeing 747. Lavatories were pretty much the same on the inside and so were the seat sizes – same-same only. Entertainment-wise, also not much difference. So... maybe only the Upper Deck fellows got the good stuff. I dunno. From what I saw, it all looked the same to me. With just a little less turbulence during the flight.
...on the other hand, that realisation
could just have been my imagination. Haha.
Next post? London, bay-beh! =p
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