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To Vietnam

rain 20 °C

It’s been about 12 hours and I haven’t spoken a word. I’ve had approximately 4 thoughts. The first was directed at a screaming child. It was heartless. Because the child’s continuous 10 hours of whining was too. The second was that I do not need beef for breakfast. The third was something rude about people who are rude. And the fourth was something like, “I’m going to take the stairs this holiday.”

I have about 3 hours to wait until my flight to Hanoi. I’m ugly and unpleasant and wondering if I should not have bought that bottle of wine at duty-free after all.

I do remember that before I took a turn for the worse, I was attempting to figure out what intrigued me about international airports. Besides the obvious, I like the fact that everyone becomes equally significant (or insignificant). Immediate purposes are the same and prejudices seem to be reserved for those immediate neighbours who don’t have the same idea about arm rest and leg room politics as you do.

I can’t think.

Posted by JayneHol 00:08 Archived in Vietnam Tagged children kuala_lumpur travel vietnam air_malaysia

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