I’ve been here two full days and it’s the morning of my third day. My sleeping patterns are a little off but I wasn’t really jet lagged because I’ve pretty much been on Soko time for the past six weeks.
I had two pretty good flights Monday. My very first time flying was from Orlando to LAX and it was very smooth. I flew a United Airbus 320 and was supposed to have a middle seat but I got switched because I guess I was one of only a few flying alone so they put me by an exit door, and I lucked out with that because it put me in an aisle seat. (I was worried my first time flying that I would be sick or freak out so I wanted an aisle seat, but everything turned out to be fine.) That flight was pretty uneventful and I slept for most of the 5 ½ hours. Once we landed at LAX I had to take a bus to the international terminal. Being only my second time in an airport it was a little overwhelming, but it wasn’t too bad once I figured it out. Then I ended up waiting about three hours until it was time to board Asiana Airlines (Boeing 747) and head off to Seoul.
I was pretty tired at that point. I only slept about an hour and a half on Sunday night and probably five hours the night before that.
That HUGE plane to the right wasn’t my plane, but it’s probably the biggest moving object I’ve ever seen except a cruise ship, so I had to take a picture of Japan Air’s Boeing 777. Each one of those engines looked bigger than my dad’s 2,000 sq ft workshop. It was massive.
I wanted to take some pictures on the plane but my camera was in my really heavy carry-on which was up in the luggage bin crammed in with everyone else’s and I couldn’t get it down without dropping it on someone, so I just left it there. Along with my laptops, Kindle, iPod, and everything else fun I brought to entertain myself on the plane. The smaller carry-on I brought had my passport and all the document copies, along with some snacks and an extra outfit, so I wanted that under the seat in front of me in case anything happened on the plane I’d be able to grab it even though they say not to. (I’m sorry, but it took WAY too long to get everything together to come here – I didn’t want to lose it in a split-second plane crash, especially if there were a chance of me surviving.)
I was okay though. The flight to LAX only had a monitor every 3 seats and you had to buy headphones and food, but the Asiana flight was awesome. Each seat had a monitor in the headrest and its own remote control. There were about 30 blockbuster movies to choose from, about as many Indie films to choose from, roughly 40 music albums (mainly things like Top 2010 Songs, etc. in lots of different genres), games like you would see on MSN games, and even a cool thing where we could see the flight path and flight information like altitude, air speed, outside temperature (at 36,000 ft over Alaska it was -72 degrees F. WOW that’s cold!) so I was pretty happy and entertained the whole time. They also served food almost the entire time, but I was worried that, even with a ton of Bonine and Dramamine, I’d get air-sick and end up in the bathroom for most of the flight, and I didn’t want that to happen so I just didn’t eat the meals. I had some soda and snacks, though.
That flight was mostly Asian people going to Seoul. I saw maybe a total of 10 Americans/Westerners on the whole plane, and I was the only American woman. Some guys looked like they were traveling to maybe teach, but I only saw them at boarding, and a few others looked like they were married to a Korean. I sat in an aisle seat next to an older couple who didn’t speak English, and no one else around me did either, so I didn’t get to talk to anyone. I slept most of the way again. It was a horrendously long flight, though. Thirteen hours sitting in one spot watching the flight path go up the West coast of the US, follow the curve East along Alaska, the Bering Straight, Russia, and then down the West coast of Japan and then finally across South Korea and up to Incheon Airport (just West of Seoul). It seemed to take forever. I tell you I’m not looking forward to the flight back. If teleporting was an option, I’d pay any price.
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