“My flight’s at 9pm”, that's what I told everyone who asked me what time will I be flying back to Singapore.
Here's the sequence of events,
517pm: Made payment for a rip curl rash guard for a friend and walked towards Kuta beach for the sunset
625pm: Sun set’s over, walking along the beach towards Hard Rock Cafe. My idea was to reach the “Internet Outpost” where I left my luggage by 7pm, so I can take cab from there.
648pm: Browsing some DVDs at the shop near Internet Outpost
705pm: Got my luggage and asked the lady at Internet Outpost to help call a cab.
713pm: My cab isn't here yet. I told myself, I'll wait till 720pm.
716pm: I got fedup, I asked the lady to check on the taxi service, she said the cab is on it's way.
723pm: She asked me, what time was my flight, I said 9pm, but I need to be there abit earlier. I saw an empty cab approaching, ran out and flag it down. The traffic behind the one lane road honked impatiently while I load up my luggages. The lady told me it's not the right cab, I just told her I’m sorry but I can’t wait anymore.
725pm: Cab driver told me 60k ruppiahs to Denpasar International Airport. But I only have 55k max. He accepted the discounted overpriced taxi fare. He asked me what time is my flight, I said 9pm and he said I still have plenty of time and hope there won’t be a huge jam. While he was driving, I went through the photos I took earlier.
745pm: We reached the airport. I went through the security screening and started looking for my flight counter, but none seems to be open. On the board it says “SQ147 – 20:05″, “SQ141 – 09:15″.
748pm: I checked with one of the staff in the airport, they told me the counters are probably closed, but led me to one of the SQ ground staff.
750pm: Ground staff told me, the last flight for SQ out is 8pm. She started communicating with other ground staff and within 5mins, she passed me a boarding pass and escorted me to the gate.
800pm: I was ushered into the flight and luckily, I didn't have the whole flight waiting for me. Although I think the cabin crew knew I'm the LOST one:P
805pm: Hot towel was served… it never felt so soothing before…
Looking back, I can't believe I'm strolling along Kuta beach at 630pm when my flight's scheduled to take off at 805pm. The SQ ground crew of Bali are the most helpful lot I’ve known. The lady (I didn’t catch her name) didn't even show signs of displeasure, all she wanted to do is to get me on the flight. I am very very grateful. Bali, I’ll be back again:)