Today I went to the airport to have Popeye's chicken for dinner. It was great. But the few people there were horrible. Haz and I were practically bitching at everyone whom we found an eyesore. Dinner was great. Lovely.

What I enjoyed most at the airport was plane gazing. It really brings back a lot of childhood memories. The times where my parents would drive me and my sister all the way to the airport just to have Swensen's ice cream. Every trip to the aiport, be it to send/receive someone or just for an evening stroll, Swensen's ice cream is a must to end off the airport trip. The airport also reminded me of my first europe trip in 1998, and my first overseas exchange programme in 2003. Great times, great memories. Most importantly, plane gazing just gives me a feeling of calmness, peace and serenity. Totally enjoyable. I just enjoy seeing planes take off and land, the view from the viewing gallery.. Just feel so carefree.

Oh.. Did I mention I love to see the change of the flight schedule panel in the departure hall? Fascinating mechanisms. Love the way the panels just flip and drop, changing into a whole new set of flight schedule.. Don't ask me why I enjoy i watching it. I just do. =]