A Hop, Skip And A Jump

My last morning in Singapore before I hopped an 18-hour flight.

We had brekkie at a coffeeshop at the airport and it was the best brekkie of my visit. Better late than never, no?

Kaya toast. DELICIOUS.

I wasn't too thrilled about sitting right by the wing. I'm still traumatised by that episode of Twilight Zone, 'Nightmare at 20,000 Feet'. I shut the hell out of that shade the second we took off.

My lunch was almost too pretty to eat. Almost.

I wanted to steal the salt and pepper shaker on the way to Singapore. I still wanted to steal it on the way back.

Howdy.

I'd honestly forgotten about snow till I looked out the window, wondered what all that white crap was and then got really annoyed by stupid snow.

And hello New Jersey. There were flurries billowing about when I was waiting for my ride, but it thankfully stopped by the time I walked outside. And when I got to New Haven, there was the hubs and his smiling face :)