It had been a long time since I had seen any of my fam­ily. Almost one and a half years. I was a bit appre­hens­ive and sweat­ing quite badly when I ran into the arrival hall. I had to run, because I was really late. When I booked the bus ticket to the air­port, nobody had told me that there are two ter­min­als and that those two ter­min­als are ages apart from each other. I had to run like crazy after the second bus that would take me to KLIA. That’s why I was sweat­ing, not because of the appre­hen­sion. Con­tinue read­ing →