Close to Udumalaipettai town, there are hundreds on windmills on a relatively flat open land. It was awesome. What a sight! I've never seen anything on such an elaborate scale before! The height of each windmill is at least 3 times the height of a typical electricity transmission tower.
All the flying and waiting and queuing and security checks were horrible tough. I had to take Singapore Airlines to Bangalore. So that means that I hafta stopover and get a connecting flight at Changi. The airport security at Changi was terribly tight. I got scanned front, back, left, right, top, down, front again and back again..... I felt like a criminal... as if I had done something severely wrong. I nearly wanted to suggest sarcastically if they wanted me to strip right there and then, just so that they are 100% sure that I'm not carrying any suspicious metal or bombs. I don't kinda mind stripping actually.... since I do have some exhibitionist tendencies.... haha!
Then the bitch consfiscated my 120g tube of SKII face cleanser, which was obviously only about 25% left. She claimed that passengers are not allowed to bring any containers/tubes that are more than 100g or 100 ml. I pleaded to her and explained that it is an expensive item and it was obviously less than 50g left in the tube and that the overall total liquids/pastes in my hand luggage is obviously less than the 1 litre allowance. But the bitch responded coldly and indifferently. I know she's only doing her job, but this ruling doesn't really make logical sense. And what kind of world are we living in nowadays? Are we all so afraid of terrorist attacks? I blame it on God and religion.
The return trip wasn't pleasant either. The Bangalore airport is way too small to handle the large numbers of travellers. The check-in hall was full of people and their baggage that you almost can't figure out which queue is for which airline. It is almost impossible to move from one end to the other. I had to wait in line for almost an hour to check in. Then I had to wait again for immigration checks. Then another long queue for the security check. By then, it already time to board the plane. No time to rest! The most ridiculous thing is that between the departure gate and the aircraft, there are 3 more checkpoints that passengers have to go through. They checked for the security stamps on your hand-carry bags, for your passport, and for your boarding pass. I couldn't take it anymore, so I sarcastically commented to the airport staff "as if I will transform into someone else as I walked along the corridor between the gate and the aircraft". The staff then tried to explain something to me about security and procedure and blah blah blah.... whatever.
