23 March 2009

People Do Crazy Things For Love

I was on my way to LCCT when the missus messaged me telling she was disallowed to board her flight. The AirAsia flight attendants wouldn't accept the doctor's letter since it was only valid for a week, saying it is their policy to abide. It is all a good policy, I admit, except for the fact that THE DOCTOR IS IN FUCKING KL AND NO OTHER DOCTOR CAN SIMPLY WRITE ANOTHER LETTER. For godsake, he already wrote the letter to vouch the first trip, and I bet enough to cover for the return trip, especially it was only a week in between.

You know, Tony Fernandez will be hearing from me on this.

Now, the pregnant missus and the daughter were stranded in Kangar with no immediate solution. Other than trying to get another consent letter from another willing doctor and fetching another return flight on the whims of another pms-stricken check-in attendants, or, spend excruciating many-hours' bus or train trip, my mind began plotting ridiculous thoughts.

So there I went to begin an overnight fetching trip to Kangar, that fateful evening.

I was out of my mind. I never thought I could reach Perlis in 4 hours including refueling stops. But crazy things happen. Began my trip at 5.30 pm, arrived at 9.30pm, rested until about 11, reached the apartment at 3.30am. Gila. I'm thinking if I am to repeat such feat, it will either be that I won't, or the most probable, I can't. Whatever adrenaline that kept me vigilant for the entire course of the trip was the most weird thing.

A mostly silent journey where I didn't bother to turn on the radio, my eyes were peeled to the road. I overtook cars like crazy, and those that couldn't, well, I did anyway. There were times that I thought I'd falter -- the narrow corners, the stubborn cars -- and somehow would be the end of me, it never came. My mind was occupied entirely with the mission objective, so to speak.

This entry may seem a bit melodramatic, but having to stare at the darkness unable to sleep, I do wonder whether I did fail that one narrow corner, and all of this just an elaborate out-of-body experience.

You know, I shouldn't have watched Groundhog Day. Sigh.

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