For myself… For the rest of us.
Changi Airport is so big and yet Philippine Airlines was shoehorned in the saddest boarding gates in Terminal 1. We share the gate with three other airlines. Nowhere to sit—I’m forced to park my butt on my luggage trolley while I wait for my boarding time.
The only thing that cheered me today is my meeting this afternoon because it was fruitful. I need to intensify my contact/network-building more than ever since Singapore domestic news will be left to me next month.
And my bosses still don’t know about it. š But I’m a friend who keeps promises. I won’t say anything until she secures her E-pass.
I needed some calories to fuel me the entire journey home… American hamburger is the key.
Ok I take it back. The gate PAL is given is just at the end of the earth. Once we got past the initial gate, the situation got better.
