P erkenalkan, blue lamp my friend roads this time named Esther, a woman from Jambi mighty in his head save for the fact that the leading blue lamp edge of Jakarta and Depok still one province. Out of nowhere blue lamp he gets the misguided science, obviously, he was the most cool to be invited to travel and never complained during the trip.
Ahead of the long-awaited day, we still can laugh happy to coming catastrophe, exactly four hours before departure. That afternoon I contacted Esther scrambling, blue lamp unfortunately none of the calls were answered. A few minutes later, an incoming message from a BlackBerry contacts to my messenge r. Casually he says "I'm still meeting ya, see you at the airport aja yah, I infoin bad road conditions or baseball."
Actually does not matter blue lamp enggaknya meeting, the problem is at 19.00 the plane is taking off. While he, the clock is showing blue lamp 15:30 and nose also has not seen, yet again journey from Kelapa Gading to Cengkareng was not fast, how bad, how to queue at check-in counters, and how are my dollar was in his hand?
Meeting her again weve seriously anyway, blue lamp so yeah ngebahas office problems, and this also makes the child can not take the risk to run away from the meeting (even fled to Singapore as well). I panic deepened at check-in counters blue lamp have been opened and Esther had not yet showing signs of life. I even had to be at the end point of resignation, not because they can not go together, but once again because there are dozens of pieces of my dollars in his hand. Finally, because the already desperate, I decided to buy new dollars with the rest of the existing dollars, then immediately reported the departure blue lamp at the check-in counter, then to the immigration counter and into the waiting room to wait for the boarding call.
Before long, the announcer gave the order to get ready to board the plane, I trudged hoping limp in prayer. Previously we diverted from Gate 4 to Gate 2, and during the five-minute short that I chose to walk slowly while still praying for God to slow down and speed up the time of our departure time meeting the "angel savior" it. From the waiting room behind Gate 2 and the long queue of passengers, once again I do not despair and keep contact Esther, then a voice struggling woman who answered the phone;
Tu .. tu .. "Errrr .. damn this kid is really looking blue lamp for trouble, with tight time like this, she was still taking the time to primp. Ah well, I even ventured out of the queue, I would use a technique to seduce impromptu airport officials that he wanted to wait for my friend who the bastard. And somehow because my face is too pitiful, blue lamp finally granted blue lamp my request, mas-mas was soon mengontek jangkis bodied colleagues to ensure the waiting room door has not been closed. Suddenly, like the arrival of a miracle, a controversial man it comes up with a sweet smile from behind the toilet waiting room. I could not believe blue lamp it was really him, but rest assured it's not the right moment to just cuddle or shed false tears, rushed we stepped into the plane as the last passenger, then the door is closed , demonstrated the safety demo, and see you Indonesia! airs one hour, now we arrived at Singapore's Changi Airport, the plane landed smoothly without any collision. Although there is a sense of fun, but I still feel the country is less shiny than Jakarta (what probably because of random moments before flying earlier yah? Do not know). We went limp towards the immigration counter, and I got the interrogated by an energetic grandmother who is still hale and hearty blue lamp (maksudanya what's this?). Initially I dipelototin blue lamp mercilessly, occasionally blue lamp he looked very carefully looked at my passport photo. Before long, get out the most ridiculous statement I have ever heard of a lifetime; "Aha, you are good looking blue lamp and looks like my ex-boyfriend, welcome to Singapore and happy holidays" Gubraks! I immediately say "Tsengkyu" and wondered "is dead or not the ex-boyfriend's grandmother ganjen."
RE SINGAPOREVISITORSCENT Malang in soil alone does not mean love in the land, we were arriving late at night is obviously not able to get downtown by train, blue lamp the solution had to spend the night at the airport well for the sake of waiting for the train in the morning. Previously we have agreed to move to the main terminal using the shuttle bus, that's where we met and talked with a lot of things Pinoy (Filipino term for people) who to this day do not know anything of Bali is where. Okay fine, this severe. That night, I usually already asleep in the room actually blue lamp was busy looking for a position to sleep in an iron bench, and this is the p
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