
It was 11:30 at night, raining. After collected back my baggage, I ran to the main exit and found one Indian guy holding an A4 size paper with "Yong Woon Ngiap" printed on it. After 10 minutes standing under the rain and starring at Bangalore International Airport (it doesn't look
International, in fact it looks like a bus terminal), I got into the car towards to my hotel. I was extremely tired after nearly 4 hours of flight journey, anyway, that was a special and fantastic day for me, not only because it was my birthday but also I had more than 24 hours in that day. I earned. My first 26 hours birthday, without any single piece of cake, but lots of greeting
sms (short message).
India is totally new to me, though Indian isn't. I'm staying near the ITPL, International Technology Park (I have no idea where does the last "L" come from, and again,
International), the place where my office is. Furthermore, the hotel has a cool name, IndiOne.