Letter 422: Daze

The last 2 weeks seemed to have merged into a hazy cloud of time unawareness. 8 legs of flight in 14 days-- never again shall I attempt such an astronomical task of time travel within the short span of my annual leave:

#1: ADL-SIN
#2: SIN-KUL
#3: KUL-HAN
#4: HAN-DAD
#5: HUE-SGN
#6: SGN-KUL
#7: KUL-SIN
#8: SIN-ADL

I am now one leg remaining, and a few hours short of embarking on that final leg. Sleep has taken priority over shopping (this year's GSS ain't that great anyway), though we managed to wake up for a few hours to grab some dinner by the Singapore River and bask in the festive mood of the Singapore River Festival. I am now digesting that $82 Jap dinner while waiting for yet another batch of laundry to be churned out from the creaking machine. I can only hope it doesn't flood the whole laundry area like how it did the last time @___@

36 hours earlier: Catching forty winks at Saigon's Tan Son Nhat International Airport while waiting for our delayed aircraft.

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