Ocean and Continent Crossing

On the 31 August, the national day in Malaysia, I returned.
This entry will be a photo journal entirely of the flight aboard an Airbus A380 and a Boeing 777.

At Heathrow Terminal 3 awaiting take off in A380.

Speeding on the runway...

And off we go!

UK from above. While I've always wanted to revisit Windsor and go to the castle, at least I saw it with my own eyes from the motorway en route to the airport and once more when in the air.

Leaving the skies above UK and heading towards the English Channel.

Above the English Channel. The azure water felt so still and tranquil from above. No wonder he, whose thoughts are higher than ours can sleep in the raging storm.

And into the skies above France in no time at all, while it took half an hour to cross the channel beneath the waves in monotonous darkness that seemed like an eternity.

The skies above Europe.

Into the sunset.

Arrival in Dubai, as viewed from the tail camera. One really neat feature that I absolutely love with these aircraft is the option to see from outside the plane. This was a lot for tempting for me to watch than the countless great movies, old and new provided through the elaborate entertainment system.

In the 777 awaiting take off, with delays because of heavy air traffic.

And off we go again, above star-dusted Dubai. I would like to see the dunes and sand of the Middle Easts one day.

A brand new day over Asia.

After such long hours under the dim cabin lights, the full strength of the morning sun was as unbearable as knife to your eyes. It was only later, when the sun was well overhead that I can open the blinds and look out comfortably.

This is the Eastern shores of India.

And our descent begun by penetrating the clouds that so often sheath the blue skies in the tropics.

My first sight of Malaysia after close to 20 months.

Towards the Straits of Malacca.

While these pictures can't do justice to how busy the straits actually are, I have come to understand a little bit more why this vital waterway isn't the cleanest one around.

Back to the peninsular again, this time heading north, after a turn.

Malaysia from above.

Touching down on the runways of KLIA.

A view from under the plane's nose, looking towards another aircraft directly in front of us.

The satellite building of KLIA.

I'm back!