It is now day eight of quarantine in Sydney with my two boys.
The MAS flight carried only 28 passengers due to border capacity limits. While I was never a fan of flying, the cabin crew reminded me of this feeling I had whenever I flew with MAS and experienced warm Malaysian hospitality. I do not miss flying, but I do miss what flying on MAS represented—the excitement of going somewhere new, the feeling of national pride, and that lingering last familiar taste of home before embarking on to the unknown.
