3 countries; 2 flights; 1 day

Breakfast in Yangon, Myanmar

I had the earliest flight out of Myanmar so I had to wake up super early, and have breakfast alone. It got quite lonely because normally there’s 6 of us. But don’t worry, i still had my daily sugar donut’s and fruit! Mr. Mohan was planning to pick me up at 7am as my flight was at 8:30 [[personally, i thought this was WAY too late to go to an airport]].. he didn’t show up... 7:05, 7:10, then 7:15, he strolls in! At this point i was freaking out because my flight was in an hour and i was no where near the airport (35 minute drive). We got to the airport at 7:55 and i’m rushing but soon realize that the airport is sooo small and there was no line so i had 30 minutes of downtime. PHEWWW.

Lunch in Bangkok, Thailand (10 hour stop over)

What to do during a ten hour stop over? - Get to know the airport very well; the amount of times i walked up and down pretending to look busy...! I managed to effortlessly fill three hours, just in time for Ajay, Fan, Harry, and George’s flight to arrive. But we still had another 7 hours! The only option was to go to the city and chill; massages all the way! Going back to Lavana (went before Myanmar) to get a full body oil massage was the best decision i’ve made; it was soo relaxing and perfect way to pass by a few hours. After a relaxing massage came all the rush. Time seemed to fly by as we only had 2 hours to go to the airport, check in, go through security & eat. PRESSURE. Of course my baggage was over weight by 5 kilo’s -_- so that took forever to sort out because i didn’t want to carry things, but thats what it resulted in. Then Ajay insisted that i get upgraded to an exit seat so i could sit with him but i was fine with a regular economy seat, i’m not fussy; huffing and puffing around, we exchanged money for the upgrade and went through security (30 minutes until plane leaves). 20 minutes left to walk through the airport to our gate which would be the last one at the end of the airport, and grab something to eat. Stopping by at Mango Tree and getting a thai green curry seemed appetizing even though we were definitely pushing for time (10 minutes - we still did it). Then running through the airport like mad people, while on the intercom they are announcing “Last call for flight FD3796 to Delhi, India”!!! Of course we made it otherwise i wouldn’t of had dinner in India. ;]

P.S - I crossed something off my bucket list: I’ve always wanted to take a bus to my plane and go outside rather than go through the walk bridge thing that connects the gate to the actual plane!!

Dinner in Delhi, India

Arriving in my homeland, INDIAAAAA!! Boy was I excited, i had just been to India a few months ago but you can never get enough of it! Since Fan, George, Harry, and us were all on separate flights, we had to wait 2 hours for them to arrive. Finally by 1AM, we were heading out the airport to find a taxi to take us to the hotel. The taxi was too small to fit all of us in as well as our luggage - on the roof it goes! **let’s pray that it doesn’t rain**. The driver forgot to tie it down to the car, and as he gets into the car, i’m like “ummm, the luggage on the roof” and he’s like “oh yes, sorry”. worrying much. Being taken to the wrong hotel and then trying to get to the correct one makes us arrive at our hotel at 2AM. By this time, i’m tired, cranky and hungry - not the greatest of combinations. GOOD THING THERE WAS 24 HOUR ROOM SERVICEEEE!