I think I experienced hell recently by sitting on a window seat on a plane for 12 hours without standing or sleeping on my way back from Amsterdam to Melbourne. The only good thing about the flight was the Indonesian food (written in Bahasa Indonesia) on the in-flight menu: Ikan Bakar Madu – honey glazed bbq fish.
Thankfully I had a stopover in Singapore.
I stretched my legs and had a quick meal (it was breakfast or lunch or dinner depending on which time I referred) with my cousin, who was going home to Jakarta. I spent the rest of my hour at the airport in the bookstore, where I bought a book about the city I once called home before boarding another plane that would take me to Melbourne.
This time, I requested an aisle seat, which I usually dislike because of all the disruptions, but I thought it would be better if I still felt like stretching. Weirdly, I slept off the minute the plane went up in the sky and only got woken up the next day when they served the in-flight meal (which I, too, wasn’t sure whether it was breakfast, lunch or dinner).
I was finally home after a smooth immigration process and an $83 taxi ride later.
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