Hey you guys!
This is a story about how I almost missed my flight. Yeaaaaa, told ya, I always, I repeat, ALWAYS, do stupid things during my travel.
My family planned to go to Japan during Eid Mubarak holiday last May-June. They departed on May 25 while I on May 28. I felt bad to actually leave the office again after disappear for 3 weeks on April. Don’t blame me, I got hospitalised for one week before I flew to the UK hahaha. So anyway, my flight was from Jakarta to Osaka and I was going to meet my family in Kyoto.
You see guys, at the end of the month, we have to do something called accrual. So I had to finish this accrual first and then went to the airport to catch my flight. AND my friends (yes friends, they are more than just a colleagues to me) kept teasing me so I could not leave the office. It’s basically because the other team had not finished their report yet. But I just cant left them, I mean, the report was our responsibility. Sooo, I left at 4.30 pm or something and managed to arrive at the airport without any problem. My flight was at 8pm and since I was fasting, I thought I could pray first then eat something real quick to break my fast.
At 6pm ish I went inside the gate and boy oh boy the queue was pretty long. I flew with Jetstar and I bought a seat last minute before I went to the airport. Just my luck, the airport service officer printed the wrong seat. So I asked him to change my seat according to what I have bought. Oh you guys, I saw this “LAST CALL” on the screen and I was panicking hahaha. Then I immediately went to the immigration then proceed to the boarding gate (slightly running!). But apparently the gate was not opened yet. Oh phew, lucky! I was still able to charge my phone first. I dont really like to bring power bank so yeah haha.
I had around 2 hours of transit in Singapore and 50 minutes stopover in Taipei. The ticket said that my flight from Singapore-Taipei-Osaka is using the same airplane so I thought oh okay I dont have to change airplane then. Apparently, I still had to get out from the plane although it was only a 50 minutes stop using the same airplane. To be honest, until now I dont know the difference between the two, but what I know now is that we still have to get out from the plane. AND 50 MINUTES IS FREAKING SHORT.
I got out from the plane and just walked calmly. Stupidly, I followed some people in front of me while trying to check where the transfer/flight details is. Heck, I could not even find one. By the time I realised… OH WOW I ARRIVED AT THE IMMIGRATION GATE. WHAT THE FUCK?! I WAS DOOMED.
I thought okay, this is it. I’m going to miss my flight. Bye. Gotta buy new tickets. Shit. What should I tell my parents. SHIIIITTT. My parents and brother will definitely rant about how stupid I am. Yep. Great.
OH WOW I ARRIVED AT THE IMMIGRATION GATE. WHAT THE FUCK?! I WAS DOOMED.
Trying to calm myself down, I asked a security there but apparently he could not speak English. So he said that I had to fill the form and went straight to the immigration. I AM SO DEAD. I DONT SEE OTHER PEOPLE NEARBY. DEAAAAD. DEAAAADDD.
So I walked back to where I was from mindlessly. Could not even tell what time is it here and how many minutes left for the airplane to depart. Then, I saw 3 airport staffs and went to them, hoping that they could show me the way. So I asked where should I go, I could not find any flight details around here. They could not speak English as well but they told me to go back by pointing the way. So I tried to ask desperately if they could check which gate is my flight from their phone. Apparently my gate was B1 or something and you know what, I was near gate D. HAHAHA. DEEEEEAAADD.
I ran while I was carrying my travel backpack (yes I only brought my backpack since I didnt buy any baggage). Then I finally saw the flight details near gate B. Guess what I saw. Yeah… “LAST CALL”
Oh my days, another last call.
I ran with all my might. Apparently my gate was very far which is at the end of the building. Oh and, after I reached the end of the corridor, I had to go down to actually reached my gate. I kinda forgot, I think it was gate B1R or something. So I ran again until I reached the gate.
LUCKILY, I ARRIVED JUST IN TIME!
When I arrived on my seat (at the back), I saw that most people that flew with me from Singapore were not there. So most of them are new passengers. Oh. That’s why when I blindly followed the previous passengers I just got lost hahahha
Moral of the story: Again, dont be stupid Kem. Dont just blindly follow people in front of you.
So that was it guys. A story how I almost missed my flights twice in a row and ran with all my might while carrying a backpack.