Every few years usually, I get taken by some absolutely lunatic idea; Hong Kong (from Dublin) for a weekend, flying to Singapore in Oman Air business class, that sort of thing. This year seems to be no exception and hitting
Jakarta was somewhere I wanted to visit for a few years now, but had been expressly warned by an old friend never to come and visit over a weekend; noting that it would be a most depressing, traffic-ridden experience. True –
For my trip, once again, to the tiny German city of “Ochtrup”, I was hit by two major setbacks; British Airways flights’ to Dusseldorf, my normal arrival airport of choice, were being charged at a Kings’ ransom, while Aer Lingus
As is my annual custom, I made sure to evacuate for Chinese New Year – KL is always hectic the few days beforehand, and then dies a total death over the festive period itself as everyone scarpers for their ‘hometowns’.
If you followed my last post, you’ll know actually getting out of our hotel was proving challenging enough as it was, but somehow it just had to happen – much as I fancied the idea of just ‘exploring’ Hong Kong