Reality hadn’t quite sunk in yet that we were leaving for UK for a year. The whole of Saturday was spent at home. Pagon came over for a visit to give Nat some snuggle socks, while I passed her our left over nappies, fruit and soya milk. Her visit was very timely indeed, else our supplies would have been wasted.
Mum was with her from the night before. In face, she stayed over most nights that last wk before we left. Dad came over to bring us salty duck soup with rice, my favourite dish, he probably thought that I would miss this very much in England, and then in the evening, he came to help us with our two huge suit cases. Without his help, Chong would probably had broken his back before we reached the airport.
The taxi ride was a terror, at least for Nathan. He practically screamed all the way. He wasn’t hungry or sleepy, it was the ride in the cab, the darkness and cramped seats perhaps. Once we hopped off from the cab, he was as good as normal.
Check in was no trouble. We didn’t know about the new ruling of max wt of each luggage must be kept within 32kg. So we had to off load from the larger bag and pack 4kg in a box they kindly provided for us. That was it, we were off to have our late dinner, at an Italian restaurant. I wasn’t hungry at all, too overworked for the day. Nathan had a short nap.
Chong’s sister’s family and mum came to send us off. Cindy and Woo with Emily Koh came too. What a very pleasant surprise good bye from them. They prayed for us, we needed that very much. Took some shots, and at approximately 10.00p.m, we gave our hugs and waved our final good bye and went in.
