The Singing Pilot is taking the sky!

 

 

Ya Allah I felt like giving myself a tight slap. Can anyone stand up to this annoyance? By the way do I look fat?? Weight is a sensitive matter in my town haha.

 

OK cut the crap off….. back to real time.

kring kring, ding dong, woosh woosh, bang bang ( my  imagination is rather limited to describe the SMS tone haha )

 

SCHEDULE 14 AUG 2012 DPS – SRG

 

Ya Allah my line training will commence soon! NOT SOON, TOMORROW!! Ya Allah am I ready??? Cold sweat flowing off the pores at an uncontrolled rate. Scary the mary. Don’t get the idea in the wrong direction, it’s not that I’m traumatised in flying, but the LINE TRAINING is coming to get me!!! Those who are unfamiliar with the term, I’ll further elaborate on the upcoming post, provided I receive a free supply of dried chillies in Jakarta. It’s a sad state to know that it’s not a common ingredient in their kitchen and I need to cook nasik lemak! Anyone! be compassionate! feed me with dried chillies ( erghh sounded like I munch dried chillies while lazying myself in front of the TV while watching sinetron. Hey I don’t favour sinetron!! )

 

 

LUCKILY, on the first day I just sat at the jumpseat as an observer. For those who are fascinated with the cockpit, it’s just a small tiny compact mobile office where you can be at so many places at any time haha. The perks of being a pilot ( whateverrrr haha ). Plus there’re tonnes of buttons, circuit breakers therefore those itchy hands have to be put on a leash. Your brain might get into a vertigo looking at all those meters and such. And to those who are given the opportunity to seat in the cockpit, don’t pretend that you’ll trying to learn and familiarise yourself with the system, coz you’ll never. HAHAHAHA evil me

 

Felt like giving myself a big fatty punch on the face. But don’t. I’m in love with my features ( vainpot )

 

 

Ya Allah subhanallah the mighty creation of Allah SWT. It was just like 2000 feet above the volcano and my heart was pumping like a mad cow. And why does the plane has to cruise at a very low speed ( in fact it was at high speed actually ). I just wanna clear of the terrain!! It’s not a shocker to see soo many villagers along the planes of the volcanic mountains, yes mountains, more than just a volcano. Like a herd of volcanoes, a brotherhood of volcanoes, a dozen of volcanoes ( ohh a dozen of Ikea’s karipap ). The view is just, SPECTACULAR. Hands down with a word

 

Had a nightstop in Semarang. To get to know the place do google it yourself. It’s in between Jogja and Surabaya. I think. Don’t blame me it was my very first flight! This was the treat by the captain. Nasi gudeg. I was skeptical at first coz it’s my first time going to this kinda stall but the food was goooooooooooooood!!

 

 

Fancy hotel awaits at the end of the day. It was fasting month and the sahur buffet did not dissapoint! Did I tell you I had my break fast in the cockpit. Cool right! ( yeah right I was actually eating the crew meal in near total darkness. OK exaggerate too much )

 

The next day, MY BIG DAY, my first flight as a flying pilot. The jobscope is divided into 2, one is pilot flying and the other non flying. The pilot flying handles the flying side and the navigation of the flight. It may be the captain or the first officer. But it doesn’t overwrite the authority of the captain who signs off every single decision to be made in the cockpit. The non flying handles the communications and etc. AND I WAS FLYING!!

 

Smoke circulates out from the sharp pointed volcano. Scaryyyy. Fret not, if there’s any volcanic activity detected, the pilots will be notified beforehand. Volcanoes were the only thing that entertained me throughout the flight. Where’s KLCC?? and yes the zigzag lines are not cracks on the windshield, it’s for windshield heating.

 

To sum up the edition, another deserved to be smacked in the face kinda face. But please don’t, I love myself, and I haven’t find my much desired skinny jeans therefore I need to live for a very long time wtf. At the back is FO Iskandar, much gratitude to him for sharing his knowledge to a cow who just started his actual flying training. Ya Allah his house is an hour drive from the airport, WITHOUT JAM. Mine is just 15 mins away hohoho.

 

This schedule was few days before raya. And I raya alone, ate nasik goreng from 7 Eleven. Coz none of the restaurants were open T__T

 

 

I <3 U SITI NURHALIZA!

Ya Allah Singapore!

 

 

 The vainpot in action

Was on an all expense paid day trip to singapore. To obtain my working permit stuff from the indonesian embassy of that island. Many came back to me with questions on why do I have to travel all the way there where logically it can be done in Jakarta itself. Guys, what have your life lessons have taught you? Repeat after me for multiple times till you get it down in your system: NEVER EVER SAY NO TO FREE STUFF, MIGHT AS WELL A FREE TRIP! ahahaha

 

The flight is soo freaking early even the roosters in the village are still asleep. Well, not that early it’s 8am flight I guess. Can’t really recall the details of the flight since insomnia was striking in and I didn’t catch any sleep. At all. Dead tired. Ok i digressed too much here.  That salesguy in the photo was sooo stoked on knowing that I’m a malaysian and he wanted to know soo much, as if I’m Siti Nurhaliza hahaha. As a counter offer to his enthusiasm I decided to snap a photo or two. How sweet am I. Bahahaha

 

The first thing I’ll do on departing on an international flight, get the nasty immigration card filled. Despite……

 

I was dead exhausted. And can’t even fall asleep. The best combo

 

 

Right before the aircraft  started to taxi, the flight attendants were walking along the aisle to distribute free newspapers. FREE!! It’s not even a full service airline. Again, never say never to free stuff hahaha. Frankly, reading newspaper is not the nation’s favourite past time thing and it’s not even easily found in shops whatsoever.

ARGH crap. I don’t understand much what i’ve read. Who ever claims that malaysia and indonesia are synonymous in language, WRONG!

 

YA ALLAH SERIOUSLY IF I WERE TO HAVE TASER GUN AT THAT MOMENT THIS NASTY COUPLE WILL BE ELECTROCUTED WITHOUT A DOUBT. I understand that you guys have this bad romance fetish dreams or something where cuddling is practiced in public spaces but seriously GET YOUR FREAKING HANDS OFF ME!! STOP TOUCHING MY WAIST!!

  The coveted Changi Airport.

 

The terminal 1. Lovely! Sooo sophisticated. It was sooo huge my legs were about fail. The travelator is not that really helping since I was on a rush. Things I love: The immigration staffs are just friendly, especially the makciks hahaha. I know how to get around them quite easily. The worst part: THE SECURITY CHECK. My goodness the thorough checks i find it rather unnecessary, they even checked the content of my pencil case.

  The super contented, excited, grateful, dead hungry and even much dead tired

 

Was supposed to be there with colleagues but they can’t make it in the last minute. The big van all to myself. How lovely. With the friendly Uncle Eddy as the driver, I felt like living in a million dollar’s life ( just a van, not even a jaguar or something hahaha )

 

The rather empty embassy counter area!

It’s sooo pleasant around here. There’s even a mosque and a swimming pool at the back! Can you see the tennis court too?? Unlike what they have in KL, you can get into a stampede coz there are soooo many people there in Jln Tun Razak’s embassy. Not to forget the cafe at the back selling native indonesian delicacies. Plus there’re soo many ayam serama roaming around. Freely! Ayam serama at loose in Singapore!

 

  Clarke Quay

 

Finally. The Arab street. My trip will not be complete without a visit to this area ( as if i came here before haha ). Enough with the talking and I need to sample the much talked about singapore murtabak. HUNGRY TO THE CORE……

 

As a proof that I’m a tourist for the day bahahahaha. OHHHHH MILO AIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

While waiting for the murtabak to show up on my table:

me: * turn around * assalamualaikum akak. nyotnyetnyotnyetnyotnyet sini ape best saye dtg dari KL nyotnyetnyotnyet.

akak singapore: oh ye ke nyotnyetnyotnyet ( dunno what she said )

me: oh ye ke? nyotnyetnyotnyetnyotnyet thank you so much i love you much more.

the lady’s son: mak siape pakcik tu?

akak singapore: ohh ni la boyfriend mak.

me: alaaa dek pakcik ni scandal mak awak dulu. (  kahkahkah )

 

The uber crunchy, juicy, satisfying, mostly coz i was famished. SEDAAAAAAAAAAAAAP. Ok that’s an overstatement.

 

The only reason I took this photo coz I was not sure the place i just sampled the murtabak is either Zam Zam or Victory. So Victory was actually next door haha. At the end of the shoplot stretch there’s a restaurant selling camel meat beriani. How scary the mary.

 

me: excuse me? Jln pisang kat mane? saye lapar nak makan makanan melayu plak. tolong tunjuk jln boleh? ( the weather is the killer, hot as hell )

 

Hajjah Maimunah! From the recommendation of the lady from the murtabak place. i’m pretty  sure that this guy slowed down his walking pace when i took out my camera hahaha

 

 

In heaven! MALAY KUEH!!!!

 

and malay delicacies alike. I will definitely move heaven and earth for the sake of indulging this wonderful dishes. The restaurant was immaculate, sparkly clean yet they are rated B for cleanliness. Ya Allah please show me how a grade A restaurant will be like.

 

YA ALLAH MASAK LEMAK SIPUT SEDUT. Very the Negeri Sembilan kan

 

Super lovely. It’s in english

 

A must do in Singapore. Riding on the MRT. Reminded me of the lovely Putra LRT back in KL. But the MRT line is well connected and rather complicated. Be sure at which station you need to disembark and not to ever fall asleep. You might end up at Bkt Serdang or Pasir Ris ( ehh i remembered the stations! )

 

Few hours to kill before the flight back to Jakarta, wanted to see the Marina Bay Sands myself and took a ticket to Marina Bay. Ended here in the end of nowhere  -__-

 

 

Ok it’s bye bye time. Bye Singapore. Thanks for the murtabak and and siput sedut. Paid $10.00 for that ( for sure I remembered the price coz it’s not free and have to fork out my own dime haha ). Don’t you think this photos resembles Putrajaya?? OK homesick at the all time high huhu

 

 

Departed. Destination Jakarta. Dozed off as soon i sat on the allocated seat. Resumed the lost hours of sleep back at my apartment. What a lovely 16 hours of sleep hahaha.

 

Wongga wongga!

out of this hiatus

Sorry was away. Due to lazy strike. haha. Will keep it coming soon.....