The countdown begins...

Dear blog,

Today marks exactly 10 days from the day I would depart Malaysia.

Barring any 11th hour hiccups, I would be on board MH4 departing Malaysia at 1045 hours for Heathrow EAT 1415 hours (Local London time).

If you guys have calculated the days, 10 days from now would be Feb 14, and yes it is Valentine's.

I will be that lonely traveller, leaving everything he had throughout his 25 years of existence save for one single suitcase of clothes and some cash, in Malaysia and trying his luck in England.

The past week's news has been encouraging, at least I know there is still the real possibility that I might be greeted with snow when I step down from my flight, let's just hope it is not so bad that it diverts my flight to some other airport :) Even then, Paris might be a nice alternative as my first port of call ;)

Will be spending these few days with family and friends and also taking photographs of all things Malaccan and Malaysian which I would dearly miss. From the unethical drivers, the ever so warm and humid weather to the sinful but oh so delicious hawker food, sigh, it will all be 13 hours away soon.

I hate packing. Would love to rent a commercial container and just ship my whole room over. The comfy bed, my boxes of books, countless pairs of shoes and sneakers, 1/2 a wardrobe of clothes, but I guess with the limited space in my luggage, I just have to prioritise and just bring the essentials and purchase the others when the need arises.

One thing for sure, a packet or two of "bak kua" is in there, just in case I feel homesick :)

I guess this would be the penultimate if not the ultimate post before I leave.

Dear family and friends,

I will make it there, being Ben, he's stubborn, unwilling to listen and at times too positive, but he means well and see this as an opportunity to gain some experience overseas and return a better man.

Rest assured that the erratic behavior of yesteryear's would be left at the departure hall in KLIA and shall no longer be used to define Benjamin from that moment on.

It's crazy, leaving everything behind, for a foreign land 13 hours away, with no job offer in hand and living off goodwill of friends until I get a place of my own.

Let me go, make the mistakes, learn and grow. I believe this is for the better of all and it will work out fine.

Last but not least, there is no need for anyone to appear at the airport to send me off. It's Valentine's, spend it with your loved ones instead ;)

Regards,
Ben Lai