Am trying to jot down as much as much as possible about this trip.

Everything was decided in a jiffy and I didnt exactly plan much, just wanted to go back to a place that I have spent some great years in. Mom and her sister are my company to this trip or sometimes my baggage (just dont tell them).

The flight with Gulf Air was fairly pleasant despite the long hours despite the delay of the connecting flight. So far I am a quite loyal local carrier supporter and tis flight will definitely open up my option to others. And the generosity of the sky nannies (that's wat was stitched on their apron when they serve food & beverage and I do think it's kind of cool)on distributing liquor is definitely a thumb's up. It was the very fist time I got high just after 3 sips of my vodka tonic 40000 miles mid air.

After more than half a day in the mid air and we arrived in Heathrow with open pores, bird nest hair, blood shoot eyes, cracked lips and still pretty much excited (partly because we finally can stretch our legs). It was in 10 at night in London, the night was quiet and cold, quietly in my heart I was celebrating my arrival in this land only showing a hint a grin on my face which none will understand.