I am flying back to KL tonight, with mixed feelings. When I started the trip home, it was a hassle and I wasn’t really relishing the thought of being in the UK, probably more because it was for such a short period of time, but actually, when I was there – I wanted to stay a bit longer. I guess I am missing my friends and home more than I realised.
Anyway, to make the journey back to Malaysia better, I have booked premium seats on the back – the closest thing that Air Asia have got to business class and it’s actually pretty good: you get a flat bed, a meal or two included and entertainment thrown in too, unlike the economy sets where you have to pay for everything – including water!
Just as I a dozing off in my pretty comfortable seat, headphones in, listening to music I am suddenly woken by a rumbling noise and I take out my earphones to see if the noise happens again, or whether it was my imagination.
It wasn’t – this sound like a pig snorting food down started again and I (plus all the other people in the cabin) were looking around to see the source: an enormous bloke who’d fallen asleep as soon as he’d got on the plane was there, mouth open, tongue flopped out snoring like a monster. I'm not sure how long he went on for, as I drifted in and out of sleep and tried to tune it out, but I thin the old lady next to him must have nudges him a few times to wake him up…
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