Call Me Spencer, Angie Spencer

24 Feb

KLIA2 is always crowded with travelers. Everything went smoothly from leaving home, checking-in to departure; we were on time. The one hour 20 minutes flight went by quickly yet I still had time to enjoy my pre-ordered Bukhara Chicken Briyani lunch on board.

Upon touchdown, everything went smoothly also. We got our bags in no time and walked out to look out for the pick-up board with my name on it.

We looked to the left and to the right of the sidewalk but we couldn’t see my name. Or even his name. Uh-oh. Where’s our pick up? After ten minutes, hubby said to call the number to ensure the pick up has been notified. So I called.

We waited another five minutes and suddenly a guy approached us. He had ‘Angie Spencer’ written on his paper! Not sure where this came from but it’s supposed to be me. No wonder I didn’t recognize my name! Hahahaha…

I looked at hubby and asked since when he became Mr Spencer? I thought it was funny.

Soon we were on our way to our hotel, Yorkshire Inn, home for the next three nights. We wait for our two friends to arrive later this evening. And will have a cold Singha shortly to toast this trip and perhaps, my new name, Angie Spencer. The holiday has begun!

Game one is on tomorrow at Loch Palm Golf Club.

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