(L-R: Winnie, Evelyn, Marina, Furby, Wombat)
We finally reached Kota Bharu. None of us had time nor mood to put on contact lenses. Marina left her glasses in Australia and she was blind as a bat. She needed to hold on to Furby's backpack. I wasn't in the picture because I forgot to check-in my photo-shooting robot. I believe it's still sitting at McDonald's in KLIA.
post script: When our plane descended low enough to see buildings and trees, we discovered vastly different terrain and landscape from what we normally have in KL. Houses are made of wood and attap, surrounded by coconut trees and paddy-fields. Some even have ponds for rearing fishes/prawns. Everything are in shades of green. Then we could see the coastline ahead. Beige sandbars. White foamy waves. Blue. Wombat wondered aloud why were we heading towards the ocean. Kota Bharu wasn't an island. I assured her that the pilot was just being nice and offered us a tantalising view of bluish-ness. Then I wasn't so sure when we headed further into the bluish-ness. I couldn't see the land anymore. Hijack? As sudden as my thought, the plane made a sharp turn to the left. Soon enough... Land Ahoy!
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