September 22nd, 1989
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
Arrived at the hotel at lunchtime, feeling completely wrecked from a long night filled with demanding, disgruntled passengers during what was, by far, the worst flight I’ve ever experienced.
On the crew bus, I sat with a cool girl called Laney, who joined our crew in Abu Dhabi. As shattered as we were, we still managed to gab all the way to the hotel and laughed over what Mr. Fenwick referred to as, “Shitgate.”
Typically, on a trip, regardless of when we arrive or where we are in the world, the crew meet up in the lobby at five pm. Surprisingly, there was no talk of such today. I think that, alone, sums up just how awful the flight was. Laney and I arranged to meet up with Mavis at eight tonight to go to the night markets but I managed to sleep right through the alarm.
When I finally woke up, there was an envelope with my name on it that had been put under my door. Inside were several free drinks vouchers redeemable at the hotel bar, along with a note from the First Officer, that read; Hello Karen, not sure what your plans are this evening but I’ll be in the hotel bar until, I imagine, around midnight. Hope you’ll come and join me for a drink. Simon.
I looked at the clock and couldn’t believe it was half eleven, which meant I’d slept all day. After I took a shower, I felt wide-awake and thought about popping down to the hotel bar but the free drinks vouchers seemed more than tacky. Besides, the only time I talked to Simon was on the outbound sector when I took two little boys up to the flight deck for a visit.
I decided just to stay in my room, where for the past few hours, I’ve been writing lots of letters. I actually wrote two to David because one wasn’t nearly enough to cover all that’s been happening. I think we’re eight hours ahead of UK time here, so if David’s at home in LA, he’ll be having lunch soon. On the twenty-first!
It’s after three in the morning now and not only am I feeling wide-eyed and bushy tailed, but also totally, utterly bored.
I think the only thing left for me to do is order some chocolate mousse on room service!