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Tuesday, February 26, 2008 . 10:35 AM

Ok....I was just about finished typing my eventful day at the Airshow and my fingers decided to press "Ctrl-A" followed by A again. And that effectively erased my past 15mins of typing. I give up trying to tell this story. Maybe its never meant to be told.=.=

Here's something though:

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ok...Pei Ying has persuaded me to re-type out last Friday's events.

Hazzy & I were short on cash, so we decided to be smart and walk to the place from the airport. Cause the only options of getting there were by shuttle ($5), taxi and car. So after about half an hour of walking, we ended up at the Budget Terminal. We had barely walked for 10mins, when Hazzy started complaining about getting lost and wasting his time. Then we thought of asking a cop for directions. Turns out that airport security at the Budget Terminal aren't very helpful. It went something like this:
"Hi...do you happen to know where the Airshow is? Could you give us directions?"
"Er...it should be nearby la..its at Changi Air Base and you're now in Changi so it should be nearby.."
"Okaaay...thanks..."
"Sorry ah...how you all buy ticket? I was thinking of buying also.."
"Umm...these tickets are free from my friend..."
"Oh...ok...never mind..."

So now we were lost and hot, (I wore my black long sleeve shirt) and we were thirsty. We tried using Hazzy's E65 to find a map to give us a clue on how much further on we had to walk. The map was not helpful either. After a lot of discussing and arguing we ended up taking a cab there. Because we took it from the airport, there was an extra $3 surcharge on top of the starting $2.80.

So with a total of $11 ($8 from Hazzy, $3 from me) we took a gamble and got into a cab. Because of the starting charges, we were left with $5.20 for the actual journey. Thats not a lot since cabs are costing twice as much now. Throughout the entire ride, we kept peering around the front seats and staring at the meter, hoping it would magically slow down or stop. And we started silently counting how much credit we had left before we were totally dry.

We were about 90% there when the meter hit $11, and we screamed at the uncle to let us out.
Uncle: "You no money ah?"
Us: "Got...just enough..."
Uncle: "Never mind...I drive you inside...too far for you to walk.."
Us: "Er...ok...thank you uncle..."

It was a miracle we hopped into a nice uncle's cab. Those are a rare breed these days. As it turned out, had we opted to walk, it would be for another 3km at least. Never been so grateful to a cabbie before.

So we reached the Airshow hot, sweaty and thirsty and with $0 and maybe 60cents. That 60cents was Hazzy's. Oh...and I forgot to mention how irritating Hazzy was the whole time, from the airport all the way to the Airshow. He kept advertising for that stupid Nokia GPS phone and kept giving demonstrations and salesman talk.

"You see? If we had the Nokia GPS phone, we wouldn't be lost, and we would get to our destination faster."

"If we had that Nokia GPS phone, all we had to do was this :*doot* *doot* 'Turn left after 200meters' then 'You have reached your destination'"

"So what have you learnt today? The Nokia GPS phone is one of the world's greatest inventions. So you go buy one now and save our butts."

I swear I could have murdered him right there and then.

Anyway, we toured the Airshow for about 2 hours and then got tired and wanted to go home. We got too dehydrated to continue so we popped into a toilet and drowned ourselves with water from the taps. I had a bit of a headache too from the lack of water and the heat from the sun.

So we strolled towards the exit and we passed a couple of shuttle buses. Then we discovered that we could pay for the shuttle buses with our EZ-link cards. It appeared that another miracle happened, until Hazzy tapped his card after me. The dreaded "*DOOT* *DOOT* *DOOT* *DOOT* *DOOT*" blared throughout the bus. Hazzy and I gave each other that "Oh shit" look and he had to get off the bus while I was stuck on it.

So I was whisked off towards Expo MRT station while Hazzy had a long 4 to 5km walk ahead of him. At least I think he walked. I tried calling and messaging him but I didn't get a reply.

So that was our day at the Airshow. No cheap transport there, no cheap drinks there, in fact one of the most inhospitable places Singapore can offer.