4 November 2022
3 small stories to tell
Transiting Singapore Airport
Technically it is Friday now, I think, or late Thursday. Either way I am posting it for Friday.
My flight from Melbourne to Singapore was 7 hours and I had a spare seat next to me, lets get to that in a moment.
Before boarding I had the pleasure of witnessing a domestic assault incident in Melbourne airport. A young couple on their way to Phuket. A rather chunky lass in a boob tube was beating the crap out of her boyfriend and screaming at him, because he forgot to bring her noise cancelling headphones. Phuket on Jetstar seems about right. Yes I am a mega snob, despite looking like a vagrant.
Now for story 2, I had a spare seat next to me on the Boeing 777, which with Singapore airlines is still 3-3-3 nine abreast seating. Many airlines converted these to 3-4-3. Anyway, the guy across from me, was the witch doctor from Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom!
He chanted prayers for the whole flight, non stop, while rattling a sack full of children's bones. This is 100% the truth, I am sure he was saying "Kali maa, shakti de!" at one point.
My heart however was at no point ripped from my chest.
Story 3 is the trials and tribulations of kids with the airline tray full of precariously balanced food. It has never ever gone well, today was no exception. I watched a kid tip a full glass of water into his food tray thing, then try to cut a bread roll in half which sent the knife flying into the aisle, and finally they gave out paddle pop ice creams, cryogenically frozen, and in opening that he knocked his tray clean off the fold down table before half his paddle pop ended up in his lap. Good times.
Now I am having a hot chocolate in the Silver Kris lounge, it is not very good, I feel it is largely just brown water. 2 hours until my next flight.
My flight arrived at the F gates, only recently reopened, and far from anywhere, and as I found out, impossible to walk through back to the regular A, B, C and D gate areas due to construction. Still I always like to walk as far as possible and ponder at how much carpet there is in the airport. I then had to go on the robot train instead of walking, boooo...
Singapore airport is a bit busier than back in May, more things open especially food related things. But also a lot of construction.
I took a tour of the butterfly house and stood in the pitch black to take this photo which does not appear nearly as black as reality. But there are still no butterflies.
And finally... boring lounge shot. This is the newer lesser lounge. I liked it when this one was closed and they just sent everyone to the first class lounge. The wifi in here is horrifically slow, and they do not let you take bottles of water to walk around with in the terminal.