It's here finally. In just one blink of an eye, I felt that last Chinese New Year was only like yesterday! Alright, it's 2008 now, and I'm officially a granpa.
When we were leaving Amman that day, a Royal Jordanian flight scheduled at 12 pm to Doha would have to be delayed because of few missing passengers, when I board the plane at 2 pm, they are still looking for the missing people. Gee, I'm glad I picked the right one.
We reached Doha at 6:30 pm, and it's already dark, and the driver of the bus took a big round to send us back to the terminal. I'm sure we spent more than 20 minutes circling the airport like on a sightseeing trip.
Guess it's peak hour at that in Doha because the airport is really packed. The security guard insisted that I take off my belt. I hate that. The last time I took off my belt in Sweden, I lost my USB drive.
Oh, I have to run now.
The day's getting late.
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