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Tuesday, 5 May 2026
HKT Day 5 │ Phuket to KLIA • MH795!
A Long Awaited Breakfast
Leaving on a Jet Plane.
We had meant to have breakfast at the Coffee House over the past few days, but somehow always missed their final call. This time, we finally got it right.
We woke at a quarter past seven, freshened up, and headed down to the lobby, paying THB200 (≈ MYR24/USD6/EUR5) for the buffet. Upstairs, the Coffee House greeted us with cool air, soft clattering plates, and that gentle hotel morning calm.
At a window table, we moved through fried rice, noodles, sausages, eggs, toast, fruit, and coffee, eating slowly as the street woke below. It was simple, steady, and exactly what we needed.
Packing Up
Back at the studio, we finished packing, grateful most of it had been done the night before. After showers at nine and one last sweep, we checked out at a quarter to ten, closing the door on our Phuket stay.
A Familiar Ride
In the lobby, Mr. Chainasak was already waiting. He greeted us warmly and loaded our yellow submarines once again, just as on the first day.
At 10:00am, we set off for the airport in a spotless Toyota Camry. With time to spare, he took the scenic route, giving us one last view of Patong Beach—a gentle farewell before it faded behind us.
To the Airport
The 38 kilometre journey took about an hour, and by eleven we arrived at Phuket International Airport. After thanking Mr. Chainasak, we loaded our bags onto a trolley and stepped inside.
Our flight, MH795, was due to depart soon. Even though check in counters at B09 had just opened, a long queue had already formed.
Through Formalities
We checked in at 11:20am, cleared Immigration ten minutes later, and passed security shortly after. Within half an hour, the formalities were done.
We found seats near Gate 8 and settled in, listening to the quiet rhythm of the terminal as we waited.
Boarding
The flight was slightly delayed, and Gate 8 opened at 1:30pm. Boarding followed soon after.
Inside, we settled into our seats, welcomed by cool air and the calm efficiency of the crew. As the cabin filled, conversations softened, and a quiet stillness took over.
Takeoff
Pushback began at 2:20pm. After taxiing past a line of aircraft, we rolled onto the runway.
Ten minutes later, we lifted off smoothly, the engines building steadily as Phuket’s coastline slipped away below us—one last glimpse before we climbed into open sky.
Cruising Home
The flight remained calm. We watched the view shift from sea to cloud to the hazy outline of Peninsular Malaysia.
Soon, the captain announced our descent, and the cabin gently stirred back to life.
Back in Kuala Lumpur
We touched down at 4:40pm with a solid thump, the journey finding its final rhythm on the runway.
At Gate C11, we rode the Aerotrain back to the main terminal, breezed through Immigration with MyBorderPass, and collected our yellow submarines from Carousel G.
The Final Stretch
We caught the 5:40 KLIA Express to KL Sentral, arriving half an hour later. With Brendan at work, we took a Grab home for RM45 (≈ USD11/EUR10).
And just like that, we were back.
Journey’s End
Thus ended our Phuket adventure.
Bittersweet, yes—but deeply satisfying. The island gave us calm, meaning, and moments that will last far beyond the journey.
With our next trip just six weeks away, we’ll stay grounded for now—home, familiar rhythms, and the occasional escape.
Stay tuned—because the journey never really ends. 🌿✈️
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