Tak tau mana nak mula, banyak sangat aktiviti yang dah dibuat. Jumpa kekawan dah, pergi wedding kawan dah, pergi birthday dinner kawan dah, kira terisi juga lah waktu balik Malaysia kali ni.
I tak kisah sangat pun, kalau waktu balik Malaysia, I duduk golek golek kat rumah, tapi Cik Abe selalu pesan, pergi la keluar jumpa kekawan dan extended family. Agaknya risau pasal kat US bini asyik terperap dalam rumah, kalau kat Malaysia pun sama, lama-lama bini jadi jeruk masam, hehehe... Kita pun bukan apa, faham yang semorang ada kerja memasing. Can't expect for everyone to drop whatever they are doing just because I am in Malaysia. Betul tak?
Untuk tidak mengecewakan Cik Abe, hari ni, kami mengorak langkah yang lebih jauh.
Kami pergi Melaka you.
Ada undangan perkahwinan, adik pada kawan baik arwah Helen. Ikutkan Melaka tu jauh jugak lah untuk I, tapi bila fikirkan, kalau arwah Helen ada, mesti kami akan ke Melaka. So off we went.
Dari Kelana Jaya, kami masuk LDP untuk ke Kajang. Dari Kajang, kami ikut Lebuhraya Utara Selatan. Leburaya la sangattt... belum sampai Nilai, dah jam giler. Lama gak kami stuck dalam jam. Tak tau la pasal construction ke, atau pasal ada accident. Masa atas jalan tu, ada lah ambulance 2-3 bijik lalu kat lorong kecemasan. Harap-harap kalau ada kemalangan tu, takde la yang cedera parah. Kesiannn...
Rasanya dalam 3 jam juga sebelum kami sampai ke Ayer Molek, Melaka.
Best kan tangga orang Melaka. Belum lagi part sidai baju bawah rumah. Jakun.com jap tadi. Nak snap gambar, tapi I is shy shy cat.
Ni je gambar kenduri yang ada, hahahaha... Part nasi minyak, ayam masak merah, daging kurma, tapai pulut, kuih "ku", semua lupa. Sedap sehingga menjilat jari! (pasal senang nak basuh tangan pun iye gak, hehehe) Dengar khabar tuan rumah baru sembelih lembu jam 4 pagi tadi. Memang daging fresh from the farm kekdahnya.
Kami duduk tak lama, pasal sampai lambat kan. Alhamdulillah jalan balik tak sesak.
Abam Aaron yang gembira pasal dah sampai Melaka, hehehe...
Kepada yang bertanya, Cik Aiyu nangis tak masa I nak fly hari tu...
All she said was, "I am going to play Super Mario with daddy. I am going to the park with daddy."
Nampak sangat kan, betapa penting mak nye dalam kehidupan, hahahaha...
Masa babai babai pun, dia lambai sambil sengih-sengih. Ok, mommy bohong sunat sikit. Cakap nak pergi kerja, bukan nak pergi Malaysia. Kisahnya seminggu dua sebelum nak fly, dia duk sibuk ajak pergi rumah nenek, nak bina sand castle kata dia. So kalau cakap nak balik Malaysia, macam saje la kan. Tapi kalau pergi kerja pun kekadang dia nak ikut, pasal dia ingat kerja mommy shopping. Mulia kerja mommy kamu kan.
Hari-hari I duk whatsapp dengan Cik Abe, tanya keadaan Cik Aiyu. So far so good kata dia. She has been listening well to auntie Whitney, so I guess that is a good sign. The only thing is, of how he can explain to her about how long I will be gone.
Maka, tercipta lah carta Mommywherry 2014.
Hari-hari tampal sticker, sampai hari mommy balik.
Semalam pergi sekolah, Cik Abe cakap semua ok aje.
Balik dari sekolah, Cik Aiyu kasi lukisan kat Cik Abe. Bila ditanya siapa yang dia lukis, Cik Aiyu jawab,
"Aiyu, Katie (her best friend), Daddy and Katie's mommy"
Chait, tak sampai seminggu mommy pergi, kamu dah lupakan mommy ye.
5 flights. 3 different airlines. 4 major cities. 43 freaking hours.
Ooohhh... not to forget, a 3 month old baby in tow.
It all started with the delay in Midland. From 11:40 am to 12:55 pm to 3:10 pm. Because of that, I had to reschedule my original travel plan, Midland-Dallas-Frankfurt-Kuala Lumpur to Midland-Dallas-Paris-Kuala Lumpur. Reason being, American Airlines has a contract with an unreliable carrier. They cancel the flight as they like, and show up only when they feel like it, as being told by the AA representative.
Well, another route doesn't seem so bad, even though I was bummed because of the new seating arrangement. I booked the bassinet for all the flights, but I guess I might not be able to see it somehow. Oh well...
Once I arrived in Dallas, everything was fine and dandy, until....
We were told 10 minutes prior to departure (not boarding) that the airplane that we were supposed to ride on has a cracked blade.
It will take about an hour and a half to get a new airplane ready so guess what, I will miss my connection in Paris too!
So I had to go to the counter again, to get a new route.
"You will have to fly to Ho Chi Minh after Paris, then Kuala Lumpur. You will arrive some time in noon (and not 7 am)".
I hate the fact that I have to travel to an extra airport, but oh well, what can I do about it.
Once we landed in Paris, the cabin crew was paging for me. Apparently I won't be able to make it to Ho Chi Minh too, and that now I have to travel through Cairo. Arrival time in Kuala Lumpur now will be at 6 pm.
Anyhow, I have to get out from the airport, because the local AA counter will be there. After endless discussion, I was given 2 options; fly through Cairo at Terminal 1 (we were in Terminal 2), or through London and Hong Kong at Terminal 2.
For those who has been through Charles De Gaulle airport, you should know how inconvenient the airport is. To change terminal, you have to walk quite a way, and wait for a bus to take you there. The bus doesn't run quite often, and the ride takes some time too. Once you arrive at Terminal 1, you will need to take the stairs (no elevator, sorry) up. Thinking about the 2 bags and a stroller that I have, I start to feel nausea.
Fine, London it is.
Once I get the boarding passes from British Airways, the friendly representative told me "Madam, you need to check in your stroller from here. You will get it outside the airplane in London, but for now, we have to check it in".
So off we went through the security and what not, with Aaron in my arms. Imagine me trying to get the laptop out of my bag with one hand, and holding my baby with my other arm.
*free biceps/triceps workout*
For the flight from London to Hong Kong, I was honored for a baby bassinet. Except it is not really a bassinet, more like a rocker. Babies can only lay down on their back, and not on their belly. Which, unfortunately, is the way Aaron sleeps. On his belly.
Luckily I am all fluffy, so I became the new mattress.
When we arrived in Hong Kong, we were assisted by the local ground crew from door to door. Thank you Cathay Pacific! Mannn.. I was all relieved once we boarded the plane. Our final plane.
Throughout the unfortunate series of event, I am somehow thankful that,
1. Aaron was soooo nice! I was kinda expecting him to throw tantrum. I would. But he didn't. I can tell he was really tired, but he was being cool about it.
2. Those helpful and friendly ground crews. Thank you for making my life easier. It's not your fault, it's American Airlines fault.