a trip without regrets (last part)

Day 3:


This last day started off on a reluctant note for me, as I was beginning to like Chiangmai. Maybe it was too short a trip. The sun was only beginning to rise after we were done with our breakfast. And so the picture you see on the left here is very beautiful view of nature, the very routine that happens every single day on earth: the sun rise. It does not clearly depict the big fiery ball of Sun literally rising up because it was not yet the time, but I figured that it could well be the nicest scenic picture I could take while I was still there.


As our coach left the Gassan Lake City resort for the airport, there was a bittersweet feeling in me. Cliche but true. This was accentuated by the fact that the songs that I was listening to from my handphone, were all with nostalgic titles, like Chris Brown's "Say Goodbye" and All American Reject's "It Ends Tonight (or This Morning in this case)"




No, this picture wasn't drawn. It is the solarised effect. And I thought it was really beautiful. It was the only few sources of consolation on the otherwise rather bitter flight on the return. Firstly, I was quite put off by this male steward. Let me describe him: He's balding, not only on the head, but also the eyebrow and that's why he draws his eyebrow, like so OFF man! Plus, he wants to act like he provides quality service cos he asked my friend who's seated at the window seat if he wanted any chocolate bars, without even asking me when I'm seated just beside the aisle (not like I would accept the offer). Worst of all, when my friend rejected, he went on pushing his luck by asking if he wanted anything else, like Croissan sandwich etc. By then, my friend was quite pissed off, and totally ignored his repeated questions. Come on man, great service comes with great patience and understanding of the passengers' needs.

Another bad experience: I was listening to songs from my dear sony ericsson, when this stewardess came up to me with a question in a firm tone. "Are you listening to a handphone?". "Yes" was my answer. Next, I was told to switch off my phone. Yes, I know fully the purpose of doing that, and the instruction was specifically during take-off and landing only. The purpose, by the way, is to prevent any disruption to the nagivational system for the pilot, with the use of transmitting devices like handphones. But hello, handphones these days are multi functional and I wasn't even calling or sms-ing anyone. I wouldn't even do that. By then, I have had a good idea of how it feels like to go on Tiger Airways. No doubt being a budget airline, it should still practise the fundamental ways of providing good service, should it aim to be a world-class budget airline.


Home sweet home: Adios Tiger Airways!Haha!

Another chapter of my NS life has passed. It was a good chapter. How many of my other NS mates, from other police units, could have been given such an opportunity? Indeed, it was a trip without regrets.

The End