Leaving On a Jet Plane – Reflections On An Over-Cast Morning

Having just got home late arvo yesterday, I’ve now got to figure out how to observe the next bout of festivities.

But first a moment of reflection on the 162 people who didn’t make it to their destination, the Air Asia passengers and crew for whom the search is about to resume this overcast morning.


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  • I’d no idea whilst waiting at Ngurah Rai Airport in Bali that anything was amiss in the skies through which I was about to fly. Only once aboard did I learn from the Arab guy sitting in the adjacent seat that a plane was lost, and only last night, once settled in my familiar surroundings in Jakarta, did the horrific reality become clear.

My heart goes out to them, and all those who saw off loved ones at Surabaya, or were waiting for them  at Singapore. After a week in Legian with the nearest and dearest, I can only imagine what they’re going through.


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I used Lion Air, and although I was in complaining mode at the late departure (having experienced similar inconvenience when I went down there) I certainly don’t feel like complaining now! Putting problems into perspective, as they say…

The briefly bumpy spell halfway through the flight – no great fan of air travel, me, to be frank – had me pausing in my perusal of the kindle-book I was enjoying. Little did I know what those other passengers on that other plane must have experienced when their weather turned bumpy.

As hopes dwindle for them, my normal eagerness to face the day is subdued this morning.