Went Terminal 3 for dinner

I went to T3 with Papa and Mama after our walk at the East Coast Park. They were thankful that I started eating at least half of my usual portion for that day after a long period of "Food boycott". I even ate some of Mama and Papa's food to show my sincerity!

By the way, after the energy boost from the food, I was running even wilder! Just kept running like Forest Gump! No one and nothing could stop me!

Mama and Papa got to use "Uncle Policeman" to scare me because on one occasion, I ran into the ticketing counters where tourists checked in! Hahahaha..But I still ran, just kept my index finger to my lips--my way of showing that I didn't want "Him" to know! But that action didn't seem to synchronize with my body language. ahahhahaa...

Oh, I also ran in and out of rows of chairs, screaming excitedly. I kept having the feeling that someone was chasing me, perhaps. And it was great fun! At one point, Mama got to use "Uncle Policeman" to stop me (yawn). Old trick.

Well, gave her face. Did my Shhhh.... sign, but kept running still! Then, I was let down. Didn't get to see any aeroplanes as the T3 gallery has tinted and windows too far for visibility leh! Sigh....How do sad families and friends wave goodbye to their love one from there leh??!?!?!