Hmmmmm kay. Nak update blog ke takmau. Given the situation I'm in right now banyak perkara boleh diblogkan. Alright where do I start?
So I was supposed to go back last Sunday. 11.45pm the gulprens and the boyprens made a surprise visit by sending me at KLIA. I was so delighted coz well, goodbye is never easy. By having a few people sending me away, it makes goodbye easier, lighter. Honestly everytime I go back, I wish my friends and family could send me. Tapi having mak is a must la. If she's not there lagi lah tak boleh balik.

wajah kesayangan hamba, thanks for taking the trouble to send me :')
This is my first time on KLM flight and what I can say is...the flight sucks. Maybe because I was on Boeing 777. Ugly chairs, very uncomfortable, screwed up flight entertainment. I'm biased to Malaysian Airlines kot. BEfore we departed the flight looked like there was something wrong la. They turn on and off the engine I thought it was normal.
Four and a half hours later, the captain made an announcement there was a problem with the motor, and assured it was under control. I was half asleep so I didn't think much about it. Twenty minutes later, the captain came again and said they we we had to land at New Delhi and that one of the engine has failed. At that time I was so confused and blur but started to think of bad things dah. Have I told you all I learned how to swim because I'm afraid if my plane crashed into a sea? Weird, I know right..
Fortunately the plane landed safely, on New Delhi's airport. Although it kinda parked weirdly in the middle of the landasan. We waited for like 1.5hours before we finally could get out of the plane. Since we don't have Visa, we had to give up our passports at the immigration so I actually don't have my passport with me now.
We had to collect our checked in luggage and after a while, much to my disappointment my luggage was badly damaged. Like it couldn't even stand up on its own. Dahlah flight jadi camni, luggage jadi camtu den tatahu nak kata apa dah. Tapi tulah, since I just left home, happily I'm pretty okay handling my emotions so I did not cry. I just..hmmm frustrated? I used shawls to hold my luggage together to bring it to the hotel.

the damaged luggage
They sent us to the hotel with a bus, a bus that will make you feel that you are, indeed in India. Checked in the hotel and dragged in my luggage to the hotel room. It was 6.30am New Delhi time when we finally got into our rooms. I opened the bag to find out a lot of things were damaged. Even my medicine. Itu pun still tak terasa nak nangis ke ape I calmly wash things that could be saved.

the bus
That morning I had to go out to buy a new luggage and boy oh boy this is place is indeed not as pleasant as any other country I've been. Even the shopping malls looked dodgy. That was one of the scariest experience I had. Bought a new, much smaller luggage coz oh well, takde apa sangat pun boleh disumbat dalam tu lagi.
So since then I've been sitting in the hotel room, online. At times, there will be power cut off in this hotel. Lunch, dinner and breakfast are provided by the hotel so at that time I will eat together with 2-3 Malaysians I met here. Berapa kali dah asyik makan kari ketiak pun dah bau kari. LOL.

my breakfast this 2 days, paratha and aloo gobi.

the hotel is surrounded by constructions. dodgy modgyy

the pool
Right now right here, I'm starting to lose my mind already. Patutnya fly this morning (11am, 4th Jan) but they delay us again. The hotel staff told us the next time they were given is at 1am, 5th Jan. I've never wanted to go back to Cork this much. I need to attend classes. I need to treat my patients. I need to get outta this place as soon as possible before I lose my marbles.
People, pray for me please?