Making Lists
Saturday, September 6th, 2008The few days leading up to departure had been such a constant stream of last second things to get done – vegemite for Arnika, insurance, what’s going to be the best way to take money for the trip, load computer with music, where the hell are my sunglasses (still unresolved), got photocopies of everything, bye, see ya, no I don’t know when I’m coming back, once more describe the route that’s been playing in my head for months gradually filling in details each time through (all those times I suddenly seemed to drift off into some far off place going from animated to barely there), get told safety advice, nod politely – all I could really focus on was that moment when it all stopped and I would sink back into the plush confines of flight SQ025 seat 42k and wait to be moved.
When asked whether an event is better if it’s new or historical very rarely would I plump for the former. But going on just the excitement in Changi airport the first Singapore Grand Prix in a couple of weeks is going to be something else. With six hours to kill playing full size simulators where you’re actually sitting in a scale replica car and full peripheral vision on the three LCD screens in front of you sure helps, the Team India one was especially good as it moved to your command. The rest of the airport was nice too though it was where I found that my laptop was packing a sad and that I couldn’t download the first episode of the second season of Gossip Girl as planned. [read on]