I'm home! Weeeee! Touched down at KLIA around 6:30am. My dad called around 7:10am to tell me "to all Malaysians, welcome home" - mocking the usual greetings by Malaysia Airlines cabin crew at the end of all KL-bound international flights hahaha! He must have heard it a gazillion times already.
Recalling my final moments at Rome's airport, check-in was normal. Security was a lot tighter than usual, no thanks to that idiot that set off explosives on a Delta flight a day earlier. What a jerk! Because of people like him it became a lot tougher for everyone to travel anywhere, especially so for Muslim travelers. Everybody had taken off their jackets and belts before entering the metal detector. Some had to take off their shoes. I had to take off my head cover, which I put back on as quickly as I passed the security checks, of course.
Once we got our passports stamped, we went to claim our tax refund. After more than 2 weeks of depleting cash, it was good to see money coming in :-D The tax refund process at Fiumicino @ Leonardo da Vinci Airport was really smooth and easy. The customs desk was right next to the refund offices near Gate H. Very convenient.
With fresh cash in hand, what else to do but to continue shopping! Did some last minute tax free shopping, ended up with 2 big plastic bags to hand-carry, hehehe!
We boarded, got the first row so we had ample leg space. I noticed the entire aircraft was almost full of Caucasians. I counted hardly ten Malaysians (or Asian-looking) passengers on board. About 2 hours into the flight, a stewardess asked me if we could swap our seats with an Italian couple with a baby. For those of you who never travelled on long-haul flights with babies, f.y.i. baby cots could only be fixed on the wall facing first row seats. I could only imagine the agony the couple would have to face if they were to hold the baby on their laps for the entire 11-hour flight. So I immediately agreed to swap seats. The father said "grazie" (thank you) to me like five times. It felt so good to be able to help. That's MH - Malaysian Hospitality!
As a token of appreciation, the cabin crew gave Hz a Temptations in-flight shopping bag while I was asleep. Guess what was in it?
Peanuts! Packets and packets of Malaysia Airlines signature salted peanuts, hahaha! I think I'm gonna give them to my mum to distribute at the orphanage where she does her charity work. I bet the kids will love them!