Okay, so I went to the gate but it wasn't open, so I came back and had coffee and a cookie.
(jam karet is actually an Indonesian/Malay term which, I understand, pertains to the idea that appointment times are approximate and flexible.)
But I'm sitting here at Changi Airport and feeling like I've been on the move for several days. This may be because I got 4 hours sleep on Thursday night, and 3 hours last night, and I didn't get my morning latte today. so I'm kind of running on fumes.
I think I'm going to get to Ho Chi Minh City, have dinner, and crash into bed like a helicarrier into the Triskelion.
On the fannish side of things: I watched Age of Ultron again (1.25 times) and worked out how the next segment of a practical acquaintance with bees is going to go, although I may have to retcon Age of Ultron. Too much focus on Tony and his "we need to empower the bouncer to keep the aliens of mass destruction out" attitude.
And, dammit, I just realised I forgot Daniel lemming on this trip! BUGGER!