After an hour of packing which most of them is not even my stuffs.
And after our driver bailed on us because of the snow storm and we couldn't call other cab because no car nor any vehicle can come in and out from our area in time.
And after a body aching-the-only-resort train journey to the Airport with 4 bags.
And carrying and bringing along the ever so gorgeous Aida's 8kg Calvin Omar (btw that's his real official on the paper name) on the plane with me.
We managed to persevere through it all and safely arrived in Malaysia.
Phewww... what a relieved. now all I need is a Malaysian number.
Now where's that purse of mine?