I arrived to Manila international airport and was greeted by a line a mile long. Literally, it was out the door. As in India, all the airports in the Philippines make you put your bags through a screening machine before you enter the building. After waiting 20 minutes, I got inside and had to find the check-in counter. I had to take 2 flights that day to get to Cambodia and they were both with Malaysian Airlines-ahhhhhh! Needless to say I was a tad nervous but there was nothing I could do about it because these flights were booked over 6 months ago on my airline points so all I could do was cross my fingers and hope for the best.
I found the check-in counter and then had a look at the line which snaked around all the way back from where I had just come from. It was never-ending! “Of course” I thought to myself, not even my last day here could run smoothly! I begrudgingly got in line and waited and waited and waited for over an hour in an airport with no AC when it was 85 degrees outside! By the time I got to my gate it was an hour and 40 minutes after I arrived to the airport. I will say that Malaysian Airlines was absolutely fantastic. The employees were overly nice (they kind of have to be right now) and one of the gentlemen even put a priority ticket on my bag! The food they served was the best meal I had in 2 weeks and the seats were really spacious.
I had a layover in Kuala Lumpur Malaysia and I headed straight to the Body Shop in duty free to buy some bodycare products for my ruined skin. I needed a little splurge to nurse my skin back to health and it’s helped both physically and mentally (as only retail therapy can do) 🙂
My second flight was completely empty! Never in my life, out of all the flights I”ve ever took (which is quite a lot) had I seen a plane so desolate. They must have been losing thousands on this flight. There was a lady sitting across the isle from me and she was clearly from the countryside from some country in Southeast Asia. She was around 45 years old and I think it was her first time on an airplane. She looked around in awe at everything. I smiled at her and 5 minutes later I looked up and noticed she was still staring at me. I smiled again and she smiled back. It was as if she had never seen a white person before. Right before take-off I put my seatbelt on and she said something to me but I couldn’t understand her language. She signaled that she didn’t know how to buckle the seatbelt. So I got up and helped her put it on and she was so thankful. For the remainder of the flight whenever I looked up from eating or giggling from the Modern Family re-runs they were showing, she was watching me, she couldn’t look away. I really don’t think she had ever left her village. I got up to go to the bathroom and she immediately got up and followed me back to go to the bathroom too. It was one of those moments, that make me love traveling so much. She was so innocent and I was obviously her inflight entertainment.
I arrived to Cambodia safe and sound but I will say I paid extra close attention that day to the safety evacuation demonstration. It was highly detailed and I can’t help but wonder if that was recently added. The only thing that made me uneasy was the ending where they said, “your safety is our priority”. YIKES!!!