I believe that everything happens for a reason.
And that there's always a first time for everything.
And for me, my first time missing a flight home happened two nights ago.
It's also my first time spending a night at the airport.
I'm pleasantly surprised how calm i've been about it after realising how badly we screwed ourselves over.
I wouldn't consider it an expensive lesson considering the circumstances.
I'm actually glad it happened now than later.
Will be back with more updates tmr and tons of photos to post!
Here's a blurry shot of us having not-so-much-a-blast @ Slim in Bangkok. ;D