There was a long queue at the immigration service, but things went smoothly for me.

After getting my luggage and bag, I found a good spot outside to assemble my bicycle. Halfway though the process, a cleaner walked by and I have him the empty box.

So, two hours after touchdown, I was ready to hit the road. But I didn't see any bicycles or motorcycles. I guess they weren't allowed on the main road through the airport. I spent more than an hour walking around the airport before I discovered that the only bicycle parking lots on the airport were in the Southern corners. After following a few other cyclists, I realized I had to take a long detour to get to my accommodation for the night which was to the north of the airport.

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