What day is it?

Wow, what a long journey.  It has been difficult for me to realize what day it is today. 
The layover in Toronto was quite nice as I went into the KLM lounge to while away the 5 hours.  The flight from Toronto to Hongkong was very crowded.  We were packed in like sardines.    The food was good  ... I had baked salmon.  I sat next to a couple who ate non stop.  I don't know if they were hungry or that they could ask for snacks.  I think they were on an eating regimen.of eating every 4 hours.  After our big meal, they had a bowl of noodle soup after the first 4 hours.  The second 4 hours, they asked for a snack ... at least that was what I understood because they were speaking Cantonese and you all know how good my Canatonese is.  Not only that, they also had red wine each time.  Then they wanted fruits and yogurt.  All this time, I was trying to sleep.  Honestly people!  We had breakfast before landing and I had scrambled eggs with chicken sausage.  I love airline food!
I did have a little shut eye after the meal and I woke up quite happy thinking that a greater part of the journey was over,  Wrong!  It had only been 6 hours into the flight.  I was really disappointed.  By this time, I had lost feeling to my bum, hence, the Numb Bum Syndrome.
The flight arrived a little early but the pilot had to take a different approach to land to avoid the high winds but we landed safely.  What surprised me most was the fact that everyone stayed seated until the plane came to a complete stop.  That was a shocker.  Normally the Chinese folks would be unclicking off their seat belts and trying to get the person on the aisle seat to get up.  We disembarked at 4.30 am.
At the entrace into the airport, is the tranfer /connections entrace but it was closed and would open at 6.30 am.  We had to sit around and wait for it to open but all the seats were wooden benches.  More trouble with the NBS.  I finally had to sit on the carpet   ... nice look ... like a Chinese refugee going home!!
The gate opened at 6.30 am and we went to our gate.  It was a sea of Chinese people.  They then announced that we would be delayed.  Our flight was at 8.50 am.  Got on the plane at 9.30 am but only took off at 10.05 am, all due to the typhoon and the strong winds,  The plane was not as full going to Kuala Lumpur and I had an empty seat beside me so I did stretch out a little.  In spite of the delay, we made it to KL on time.
Pn arrival, I went to the rest room.  Well, that is another story.  It was full of Arab ladies in their black outfits.  When I got into the stall, I knew I was in Malaysia.  The floor was wet.  Imagine me having to hold on to my carry-on while trying to undress and later having to balance my same carry-on on my lap for fear of the saking floor,  Thank goodness I did not wear flip-flops,  We I got into the terminal to immigration, I was in shock.  All the lines under "Foreign Passports" were very long and I was worried about my sister waiting outside.  It took forever.  There were tons of Arabs.  How did I know that, you might ask.  The ladies were all in black with the eye slits.  Each of them came in groups of 8 or 10 people ... must be a man with his 4 wives and children.  Imagine the noise when they spoke ... and not softly either.  I then pitied the Immigration Officers.
At the baggage claim I quickly found my small red suitcase but my duffle bag was not where to be found.  I was getting a little panicky.  After the conveyer belt stopped, I was about to go to the Baggage Claim office when I saw a man lugging my duffel to my conveyor.  It had been loaded to the spot where the flight from Riyhad.
Anyway, all's well that ends well.  Met my sister and nephew outside and we drove home.  I got out of there at 2 pm, having landed at 12.50. 
We then proceded to Melaka.  Had a short nap and then Lois and I went out for a simple meal.  It was yummy.  Got home and went to bed at 10 pm and got up this morning at 3.30 am.    Feel quite rested.