The Flight

It’s best to start from the very beginning, so why not start with the flight. The flight was Melbourne to Kuala Lumpur (8hrs). The flight was my first time on Air Asia. It wasn’t too bad, although the seats are quite small, and are not really suitable for long flights (luckily the seat immediately next to me was empty so I could stretch out).

I slept pretty much the whole flight, so I didn’t notice too many things to report. However, there was one funny incident. My seat was in the centre row of the plane. The centre row consists of three seats. I was sitting in an isle seat, the one immediately next to me, and in the other isle seat sat a large black man…

When the man sat down he didn’t take any notice of me and just looked straight ahead. This didn’t bother me, but it was when he pulled out a copy of the Koran (what I assume was the Koran) and started reading/chanting quietly and intermittently kissing certain pages was when I became a little worried. It was like a scene straight out a movie, when the token Muslim terrorist sits next to the unsuspecting hero (Wesley Snipes?) on a plane.

But it turns out he wasn’t a terrorist, and I didn’t need to save to plane from bombing/hijacking like Mr Snipes (which is just as well, as I have already done my tax return for the year). He turned out to be a nice (yet somehow scary man) going to visit he’s sick uncle in Malaysia. I had short conversations with him throughout the flight on the odd occasion when I wasn’t asleep and when he wasn’t reading the Koran.

On a side note, I missed the meal on the plane (as I always seem to do) because I was asleep. However, I woke up while the others were eating, and by the horrible smell, was glad that I missed the meal.