Edit: Safely landed at 5.35. It's bloody cold here! 10 degree outside, better than aircon! At least there wasn't much of a wind to speak of else something would have been frozen off by now. (Is only wearing a jacket over a short sleeve shirt, my dad calls me a nut) The flight was bumpy, as YL had predicted. It reminds me of the ferry ride on the way to tekong.
My dad and his friend came to pick me up, and we had a good laugh as I ran to the left front door, only to run all the way back to the right side after realising that is the driver's side.
Ah, it's good to be back.