Getting punched in the face by Irony
Free Wifi is welcome. Changi airport is supposed to be the Mecca for wi-fi freeloaders.
However, one major stumbling block that has kicked me in the shins, figuratively, is that post registration on the Singapore wifi access hub, one has to enter one's mobile phone number in order to receive SMS with the cofirmation code.
Now, I have three mobiles on me - with three different connections / service providers, and the major pain is the fact that I am unable to receive SMS on each of the three for various reasons, including the fact that none of them has international roaming available on them.
Three phones, one laptop, and I can smell the sweet sweet scent of free Wifi in the air, but its so out of reach, and I am not sure what needs to be done. Its late in the evening, and I will get out of here early in the morning.
Maybe the brain will work after scrounging some grub.
Hopefully this post gets an update from mine own laptop.
EDIT:Sadly, no such luck. I tried scrounging around to get some friends to receive SMSes on my behalf, but since I had already entered the details of my passport in the form, I was unable to re-input the respective details, resulting in me being a freeloader from one internet terminal to another, which meant that I was on an eventual mission to log onto each terminal in sight, log onto either gmail / facebook / orkut / blogspot / livejournal / bash and unleash, as part of my way of taking revenge.
But I think I love the Changi experience way too much to hold something as insiginificant as the inability to have free wifi access on my laptop against it.
I did manage to roam across all around terminals 1, 2 and 3, met up with some arbit strangers, as usual, and had interesting single serving conversations, slept at a free movie theater, had onion rings at Burger King (which incidentally, along with a tall mug of Bass pale ale was the last thing I ate in the US as well), took a couple of photos before getting bored of it and managed to get a window seat.
I'm homeward bound now, and I swear to God, I am already tired and zombie like. By the time I get to Mysore, I hope I will still remain alive!