-27/12/05- It was a silent morning; I got up early to check my luggage which I had prepared for around one month (since I got the UK visa). Without any feeling of affection, I took in a taxi with my father who wanted to take me to Shanghai Pudong Airport from Fuzhou because my luggage was much more than 30 kilograms, over the standard weight made in the Civil Air Rules.
That’s the 2nd time I took plane, 9 years after first. I nearly forgot what was like in the plane, so I paid much attention on it: a little narrow both the seats and lane, beautiful hostesses-one of them was the most nice I had seen, they were honest and friend so I felt very well at that time. When the plane took off, I felt the plane was shocked moderately, my god, a little terrible. It could be easily identify different layers when the plane was rising up. In some period, it was flying between different layers that were really amazing, but I didn’t feel safe at that time. After about one hour, I got to Hongqiao Airport in Shanghai, it was not as big as I thought, just a little bigger than Changle Airport in my hometown, and the facilities looked a little older, may be not update for some period after its international business moved to Pudong.
Thanks to the internet, I easily found the bus route to Pudong and paid 60 RMB for two tickets. It’s around 9 o’clock, and there were some traffic on the way even though the road had 4 lanes, terrible. Shanghai looked still silent at that moment.
Pudong Airport was not as luxurious as someone else said. But it looks not very excellent and warm although the government paid billions dollars on it. Nothing to do at that time, just chatted with my father, saw the busy passengers from worldwide. We concluded that the Yangren-foreigners were not much tall but fat. Time flied, I said farewell to my father and boarded to Virgin Airline plane. Woo, much more compatriots than I evaluated, I sat the seat in the back of plane, no passengers beside me, felt a little lonely.
Poor listening in English, I only caught some words from the captain’s introduction. Fortunately, they provide Chinese service. After 20 minutes departing, the hostess gave me some snacks, poor English communicating, I misunderstood her willing and refused it, but got it later, fantastic, felt more relaxed.
It was a long travel I got I felt tired after I took some photos from the plane, the scene outside looks the same all the time—white lands, but was fresh to me. Felt lonely and watched the video- Little Britain, a Britain family comedy I think, very interesting. The hostesses in the plane were older than the former one I took, but more familiar, liked house ladies. After 12 hours later, the plane reached to London at about 5 o’clock London time. From the window, I was shocked that it was really a lamp-sea city. I couldn’t see the edge. The first feeling, vast and busy, and seemed not have skyscrapers in this city, the capital of the UK.