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Journey to the West - The Flight from MAA to LHR

Glug...Glug.... Glug... Duh.. remember they gave me something to drink??? I am just getting done with it.

Glug..glug ...glug... oh no... I jus asked for another drink :D. Man was I hungry or wat at 4.00AM in the morning. Now the flight starts taxiing... and a couple next to me start praying :-s!! I am like...WTH!!!!This is my first international flight .... stop scaring me. However, flights before were fun 'cos I had my family around and it only excited me to travel in aeroplanes before.

Not wasting a moment more, Vinay Vijayakumar, ya that is me :D went to sleep. I was meddling with the in-flight entertainment screen and controls and it kinda put me to sleep. I turned the playlist in iPod to my sleep-time playlist and entered a physical state that I was gonna spend the next 10-odd hours.

Now, this is the time wen I have no clue of wat time it is. But, from wat I figured, the air-hostess woke me up to give me my Asian Veggie meal.... and I was like ...Uhhh.. Wat.... OMG hot airhostess.... [thinking don drool VV.... ]... "Thanks. But, I don want it now. [Wide smile here]." The airhostess cracks a nice lil joke and asks me if I was sure. [Thinking.. I aint any lesser, I shud crack a joke too.] I aint sure wat time it is now and chuckle. She smiles and walks away. :D!! At this point I was thinking, wen did I start cracking such lame ones and......

I sleep again. And I get up exactly half hour before the landing at London Heathrow. No points for guessing who woke me up to gimme snacks this time. I ate the snacks and we landed in London. It was 9:10AM GMT. The scheduled arrival at LHR was at 9:40AM.He parked on tarmac and not at an aerobridge. It was 1 degree celsius outside and I did not even bother to wear my jacket or sweater. Everyone else around me wore sweaters and heavy jackets. Who cares. I was to get off the flight and board a bus that would take us to Terminal 5 at LHR where another flight was waiting to take me to San Francisco which was set to take-off by 10:40AM.

End of Part 2....
Next part is the little thrilling and exciting and tiring ordeal that I went thro :)!!!
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