Noramlyed once more.*
The last 3 days have been awful, with one miserable thing happening after another, a lot of them costing me money that I didn’t expect to have to pay out.
So I guess I should not have been surprised to find that something went wrong when I took my husband out to the airport for an international flight. His passport was 3 days under 6 months to expiry – and they wouldn’t let him on the plane. So he had to dash off to the immigration and get a new passport. But in K.L. there are more demonstrations, and more road blocks, and tens of kilometres of traffic jams. And it was a Selangor State holiday, so no chance of going to the state passport office. What a stressful mess. Anyway, finally he took off 24 hours late, and 600 RM out of pocket for new ticket and new passport.
*word invented by the guys who married into this family, to describe the inevitable disaster that happens when travelling with us. Can be used as a verb: “We’ve been Noramlyed again” or an adjective: “It was a Noramlyed trip.”