It was a slightly tearful departure from Brunei but not as many were shed as i thought might be. It's only my second time in Brunei but i really hate leaving. Not just because it is such a nice place but because i have to say goodbye to Victoria. I have had such a fantastic time and i hope for many more exciting times in the future.
At the airport immigration i had a bit of an argument with the woman because she told me i entered the country on the 29th feb which i hadn't and i've been in and out of the country since then. It turns out that immigration at the border on thursday had their stamp on feb instead of march. Not that it makes any difference because you can stay in Brunei for three months.
The flight was awful. We had to take a different route because of bad weather around India. It was so turbulent and i do not like that. Out of the window you could see lightning storms and at one point in the middle of the ocean we obviously went around something because there was a kink in the flight path. This made us late so we spent what felt like forever circling Dubai and landed eventually. Then after we took off from Dubai we circled again. I started getting a bit twitchy especially when the plane started heading back towards the airport. After a while the pilot managed to point it in the right direction. I didn't really sleep on the first leg of the journey, maybe an hour or so. On the second leg thanks to some tablets i managed 3 or 4 hours. I woke up to see the sun rising and it was such an amazing sight from above the clouds. I had a bit of a moment on the plane and had a bit of a cry. I'm far to soppy. Anyway because we were running late we circled around London and i saw the Olympic Stadium, Thames Barrier and the Millenium Dome. I didn't see them on my last trip because it was cloudy. We headed towards Heathrow and started circling there. I had just got to the point where i wanted to get off the blasted thing. We finally landed about 1.5 hours late. The flight home wasn't as bad as i expected it to be. I just remember my awful experience of the return leg from last time. As we were getting off i used my new found confidence in Malay to say thank you to one of the cabin crew who looked at me with surprise before replying in Malay. It'll be a while before i can practice again.
I knew i'd be cold but i am freezing. I'm sure such extremes of temperature can't be good for your health. I was stood outside in direct sunlight with a jumper on and a blanket wrapped around me in an attempt to warm up. It feels weird being home but i couldn't stay forever however much i wish i could. At the minute there are no signs of the dreaded jet lag but whether i make it to bedtime is another question.
My adventure is over and i am so grateful for Miss Bicki a)letting me go over a little earlier and b)putting up with me for so long. Now it's back to reality.
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