2 minutes. That was how much time was left before the gate closed. By the time I plunked in my seat, I was panting and sucking in every breath of O2 I could manage.
SW and I clearly underestimated the time taken from the hotel to Suvarnabhumi Airport (without factoring in traffic congestion at 11am!). We had to cut queue at the customs. A middle-aged Caucasian lady was gracious enough to let us through. I mean at least I thought it was completely gracious without her making any judgment, passing any comment. But SW did overhear - "The Chinese are always the ones who are late."
I guess she attended a Chinese customary wedding dinner before. :P
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