rewind

went to the airport with not ONE, but TWO expired passports.... was let through by not ONE, but TWO immigration officers before someone got us. really makes me confident about changi airport! anyway so me and sis jas ended up waiting at the boarding gates while parents and yy doubletimed back to the house to grab the correct passports. by the time they made it back (2 minutes after the gates were supposed to close) we were convulsing on the floor in terror, lying in puddles of pee and laosai. good thing the dude who didn´t check the passports properly felt bad about it and made sure the parents could get in. if not, well, me and sis would have had 5 pieces of luggage to collect in spain.

once in a while, life doles out little packets of excitement just to remind us that we´re alive :)