The moment I took the wrong elevator down to the exit of the MRT station, I had a feeling it would be a ripple effect. Just missed the bus I was meant to be on and to true fashion, got off the wrong terminal, ended up taking the connecting sky train and ran for my check in counter. It felt like I was a contestant on 'Amazing Race'.... you that feeling when nothing seems to right despite all your efforts, I had that feeling when I wan running with my luggage in tow towards my check in counter, I was one the other end of it at Row 1 and I was due to check in at Row 9! It was then I realised that it was all in vain I suppose.
Expensive S$140 lesson learnt.

