So there I was....an hour out of Subang

It sounds like the start of a bad Vietnam-era movie, and the only thing I'm missing (besides a Chuck Norris cameo), is a bad '80's soundtrack.

You guessed it - another journey to bring home an airplane. It's my first trip to Malaysia and hopefully not my last.  The people are warm, the work is busy, but the brief down time is good for the soul.  This morning my co-worker and I ate breakfast outside in the pacific humidity and listened to the birds. Little things like that make it cool.

Lobby Area of our hotel

It was a long journey here.  MSP to LAX, a 7 hour layover, and then 14 hours from LAX to TPE in the back of a 747.  From there it was 4 hours from TPE to KUL and a hot shower.  There God for hot showers.  Besides death and taxes there is another certainty in life, and that everyone looks like shit after a 24+ hour travel day.

It's been a few days.  We've gotten into a routine and so far so good.  It's another few days before we take this circus back on the road to Singapore and across the deep blue sea for home.  Until then wish me luck.