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September 23rd: The Day I Never Saw

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Since I’m now in Fukuoka time, I’m switching to their days. Soooo, I’ll be considering writing about Tuesday and Wednesday all in one, because Tuesday really didn’t exist for me. Literally. I skipped like 20 hours of it, or some other math number of it. Yeah.

This will be done in two parts, though no readers will probably notice cause I’ll just be writing it in two parts, not posting it. And yes, I have to explain that even though it doesn’t actually matter. Or at least I’ll try to. I’m scared to charge my laptop in Korea, buuuutttt anyway.

So that 13 hour flight man. TBIT is actually a terminal that is located outside of the normal airport. So I had to quickly run outside, run down the block late night in LA, run through a different security, and stand in line for about 40 minutes until we all boarded. YAY. It turns out the flight was only 12 hours long – WHAT AN IMPROVEMENT!! It was simultaneously the best, and worst, flying experience I’ve ever had. Worst because OH MY GOD 12 HOURS OF NOTHING, and best because….well… I’ll call the airline Portable Air Airline, cause I don’t believe in free advertisement right at this moment. So, Portable Air Airline is THE BEST airline in existence. Keep in mind I was Economy class. I got two free meals that were as filling as freakin Thanksgiving, one snack pack that either had the most delicious pretzels known to man in it or I was starving (possibly both), a blanket, a pillow, SLIPPERS, and I don’t know how many free drinks – OJ, hot tea, water, Sprite, FREE ADVERTISEMENT OVERLOAD!!!!!

But yeah, proof you don’t need first class. You just need a good carrier man.

So then it’s time for Korea. Thank god someone decided putting English everywhere was a good idea, because I would honestly be lost at this point otherwise. But it’s everywhere. So, after following some signs for a while, I went through security for the 1297492 time, making the 12 hour journey oh so worth it.

Okay, so the one thing that gets me about security is that it’s never consistent. Even in the US, each airport SAYS the same things need to be taken out, but they don’t really give you a good list. “So, laptops and liquids. What, other devices? If they’re smaller than a laptop, leave them in. We’ll just be asking you to come back and rescan each of them individually and then wonder why you didn’t remove them originally, and then sigh heavily when you DO take all of them out next time cause you’ll be holding up the line. No worries though, we won’t give you any more information.”

Then, international security in LA: “LEAVE EVERYTHING IN THE BAG BUT THE LAPTOP. THROW AWAY THAT BOTTLE MA’AM. MA’AM! DID YOU THROW AWAY ALL LIQUIDS? ANY LIQUIDS IN THAT BAG MA’AM? LEAVE YOUR PHONE IN YOUR BA-EMPTY ALL OF YOUR POCKETS MA’AM, NO SHOES, NO BELT, NO JACKET. EVERYTHING ELSE IN THE BAG.”

International security at Korea? The lady calmly asks the two people in line to remove everything from their bag remotely electronic, hands you the bins, and all that jazz.

IT’S SO CONFUSING.

But anyway, at Korea. Landed at around 4 am, and no idea what gate to go to cause I don’t leave here for eight hours. However, the place is HUGE. There are full places that are designed just for people to sleep in or waste time, and there are even charge zones for all sorts of different plug ins. Of course, the one I need is the one that never works, so I’m now sitting at gate 16, have no idea otherwise where I am, and I’m happily typing away on my laptop while messaging my mother on –insert name of free texting app here—cause I’m pretty sure my phone won’t work so far out east.

If I can find it, there will be a special picture in the next post. But I have to find the poster thing again before I leave. Shouldn’t be too hard, but I’m lazy, and this chair is surprisingly comfortable.

Well, I said that this would be in two parts, but you’ll never know if I lied or not. But yeah, I lied. I’m going to go ahead and post this as Tuesday, cause time zones made that day sort of not exist for me anyway.

I realize most of this information is meaningless, but that’s all that’s really happened so far. I’m travelling. I’m getting on planes. I’m running through airports. And I’m cranky as shit because I haven’t slept, so naturally I see all of the negative in everything before I’ll see the positive. But anyway, it’s time to entertain myself for the next 4 hours. I’ll probably post again later today – WAAAYYYY later. It’ll be tomorrow for most of you peeps, but consider that it’s technically 7 am for me.

…..I want a chai latte…….

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4 thoughts on “September 23rd: The Day I Never Saw

  1. I will go to BC&T and have a chai latte in your name. 🙂 We will just have to fusion link our taste buds.

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  2. The first time I travelled international was about 5 years after 9/11, and security in BWI was still so intense that there were security guards decked out in weapons and I was only, like, 12, so naturally that freaked me out and customs was insane. I share these feels! Best of luck settling in!

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