Flight to Singapore

Hi Bhavani,
I entered Airport around 8.15. No one tell this is summer. Very windy and pretty comfortably cold. This is namma Bengaluru. Always surprises you with its whether….really air conditioned. No doubt………… it torubled us with its last 15 days with peak summer of 34 degree.
I stood in the queue to pay airport development fee. Reached counter and gave my Amex card. Guy returned it back saying “transaction declined”. Oh shit…did they really blocked my card for that 5000+ due amount?. Can’t believe they have done something like that as I paid everything on time but this one amount pertaining to prior December…..which I haven’t been able to reconcile. Card worked even 2 days back. Never mind I will work with my personal card plus cash I have.Went to check-in counter. This Singapore airline guy saw my receipt for development fee payment. “they realy asked you to pay”…I said “yes”. “But, no charge for international passengers! Check in and we will get you refund”. I chked in got my exit seat only till Singapore. I didn’t get Exit seat for Singapore to Beijing. Never mind. It is ok. The airline team helped me to get refund of amount paid to Airport authorities in jiff. Indian red tape has really come long way. There was time which required one to fill in forms together to get refund or make payment. But today I got the refund in cash within no time without a hassle.I got in to security clearance. Than into the arena. Than to Kingfisher restaurant. Took some time to choose my dinner. Ended up with panneer mattar and laccha parata plus tomato soup. Food was amazing. Paid by my personal credit card (I can survive on personal card for full trip ….but will connect with Travel lead once I get to Beijing office and get this resolved).Sat at the launge for 30 minitues doing nothing. Well not really. I was watching the people passing by. The tiredness on some faces, frustration on that Japanese guy face, amazement on other guys face, elderly person wearing a Dhothi , 3 old couple probably visiting their children, Families going on vacation, Family which came in and sat in front of me while wife sat few chairs away……………lot to absorb. Natures call, I went to loo. Realized my Zip is open. Look like I had lot to watch about other and didn’t realize this (Shame!!).Who tells it is recession…..lounge is full….restaurant is full. Yesterday at Commercial Street all shops were full with people. Off course even I was there with my family. I am not able to understand this. May be this is the effect of having highest % of employable population less that 65 years.Well….only 10 minute left to take off. Final call. Let me rush now. Oh shit! Computer Is not shutting down. Carry the lap top and open lap top bag on one hand ……. Passport and boarding pass on other. I am mad…never though writing can get so additive. Shameek you are the culprit. You got me into this. Now people have to read this bad grammer.Flight is not full. I got my exit seat. I am off to sleep. Told the attendednt no to my fruit plater. I don’t eat anything else on flight. I hate the preservatives in the food.Bye for now. Will see talk to you soon.ZZZZZZZZFlight landed in Singapore. It is 6.30 in Singapore. My mind tells me it is 3.30 in the morning. Collected my stuff and myself up got up…walked out. Singapore airport…as beautiful as she ever was. She is beautiful. My flight to Beijing is in next 2 hours. Need to go to Terminal 3 gate B9. Got into train. Reached T3. Walked along stores purchased my power converter which will work with my Indian power chord.
B9……..lot sof tourist families…..father , mother, brother, wife, son, daughter, brother in law, sister in law…….group old travelers…..families….honeymooners….etc etc……………….aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………who says it is recession. Who is wrong…what is real?Got into Flight…..didn’t get sleep. I got up……surfed channels. Watched “Dasvidyaian” (not sure I am spelling it right). I got my Fruit platter. This time I was hungry.Survived the 7 hour flight. Landing was terrible. Got out. Got into immigration chk in. Hurrah…..for the first time I filled he imigartion form in Singapore airport itself. Got my turn. He chked double time if at it was me on the passport…with my ever changing hair and beard styles.Collected my baggage. My new bag. It was neat. Went to taxi stand. Got int taxi. Hotel address is in English. He doesn’t understand. My phone didn’t work. He called the hotel number. Hollalya! He got the address. Went their …..chked in.
Will continue later once I get to Beijing Train station. Everything else is official. Doesn’t make sense to document. No photos . wait till I go to Railway station.