I felt aslept at 2 am, I guess, then being waken up at 3... and waited until 4 to go to the airport. Kaa-san gave me 100 (Guess will use it up to buy wine for her when coming back).Nothing much to say, that was easy. I had been afraid if they let us bring usb but that's okay. Just they made me go through the weird machine for security reason. Lol. Could say it's weird with the air blowing... Made me surprised ^ ^" They did ban liquid, but I didnt bring any with me. After going through that, I went further more and met an old lady... she seemed kind of absenced-mind, so I helped her a little bit. We had the same gate, but different flights. She asked me to buy some sugar-free food for her, coz' she had diabiete... (is it writing like this... '___') I didnt know which one so I bought fruits... (bet still have sugar but... that's the only thing seemed to be non-sugar... heh). I went to my flight at 6:15. They changed my gate to next door.... good thing I knew it soon enough... no doubt when 2 flights at the same gate left within 30 minutes... ^ ^" That flight wasnt full with people, and I sat alone. NYC from below was covered with sea, and it seemed really crowded to other states.

I arrived at NYC airport at 7:30, and almost lost... Just kidding, not that serious. Just that they didnt write any clue to guide me from terminal 2 to terminal 1. I did it after all. Che, the Korean Airplane wouldnt open til 10:30... >"< alt="Image" src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/28.gif"> Had to get outside. I was bored so I read 'Antique Bakery' again ^ ^ That was hilarious... At 10:30, we still hadnt seen any sign that the Korean office in front of us working... In fact they worked at the right sight and none of us noticed that.... hah...

Well, they had Korean Air at one side of the building and Japanese Air at the other side. The Korean and Japanese were really different... They looked different, you could obviously regcognize each of them... Some like that. I checked my ticket again with a cute Korean boy, kakakakak, he looked small, type of tortured-liked... kakkaka... I should catch then put him to the cage and torture him everyday, kakakkaka.... Kidding ^ ^ Gotcha! Then I went to Korean Air waiting gate, and wait til 1 pm... that was so boring~ I hadnt eaten anything since dawn so I went to buy some bread, ofcourse the cheapest ^ ^" Okane ga nai, you know. A croissant, I guess, not that delicious but food was food, and it filled my stomach, so it's good ^ ^ The signal inside the building was sure bad, even the tv couldnt work properly. I saw the cell-for-rent bar near my seat though... maybe that kind of signal was what they had intended to do, so there we were with rented cells ^ ^" Gosh~ Such boring and wasting time passed by, I continued with the 'Antique Bakery' volume 1. As I noticed, Vietnamese sit along with Vietnamese, Chinese sit along with Chinese, and Korean sit along with Korean... wondered how they knew eachother nationality so well ^ ^" XD. Maybe I was wrong... hahah. The weird thing was their informs were spoken in Korean in the Korean Air section, and in Japanese in the Japan Air section next door... well, no English at all, and it's NYC... ^ ^" Who knew... In Incheon, Korea, where I'd transfer later, they did spoke English after Korean though. To my opinion, the formal speaking in Korea was almost like Japanese. If I hadnt heard the ending terms like 'hanmida, sumida, ...mida...' at the end of Korean sentence, I'd have thought that should be Japanese... ^ ^" (well, the Japanese next door had 'shimasen, kudasai...') Wish I sat in Japanese Airplane and went to Japan, heheh. At that time, people around me were kinda noisy, most of them were Vietnamese indeed... iyaa... and mostly were old gramps... ^ ^" An obaa-chan misunderstood me with some foreigner... because I read Antique in the different way ^ ^" and I didnt talk at all. At 12:30 am, we were boarding pass. That was such a long line and coz' they said Korean so I didnt know which number they had been through. So after a while I got in the line and gave the ticket to a checking man, but he said it wasnt my turn (I knew it >"<>

That was a big international airplane with 3-4-3 seats. I had never had a chance to sit next to the window side this time I was coming back... I didnt really like that. I'd like to enjoy to be able to observe all the high-view sightseeing... but nothing could do about it. My seat was next to the hallway, on the right, so it seemed smaller than other seats. Luckily that no one was sitting at the 2nd seat so I put my bag with my notebook under it. At the 3rd seat of my line, I guess that was a Chinese woman, because she didnt understand Korean. My hobby at that time was to distinguish nationalities from people. As I said, that 16-hour-long flight was peaceful, that rarely had any shock, and we flew in all day. How I put it, that was never night within 16 hours for us, due to the different regional time. Anyway, people around me liked to close all the windows so, neither nights or days, they werent really the matter. Well, I watched Gattfield (is it...? ^ ^") then some movie of Lindsay Lohan with the story lined in 2 people exchange their lucks through kissing... I forgot the name ^ ^" The ending was funny. I also tried some musics, first with the Chinese, then Japanese, and Korean. At last, I came back to Chinese, that's the good one. One thing I liked in my flight was Korean airhostesses They had cute faces, and their uniform was so neat and beautiful. It was a shirt accompanied with skirt or pants, both with the colour of egg... maybe light yellow mixed with white... some like that, I dont know how to say it. The other colour was some kind of blue and green. With scarves around their necks, tied at the right side to form 2 opposite lines, and hair was pulled up into buns, place behind their head, with long delicate hair-pins shaped like the letter 'alpha - α', they served passengers with the most courteous sentences and acts and tender smiling faces. (Well, I supposed all stewardesses must be like this) I would sound like a pervert but I really like them, especially their uniform Maybe that's the ettiquette, or that should be I looked like Korean, they always asked me what I wanted to eat in Korean :)) And the 'beepu' ^ ^ kinda alike with Japanese, desu ka?

I bet I was suck at choosing food... hahah, I always chose sth then figured out the other looked more delicious :)) (at least for me). Well, what would you choose? American beef style or Korean beef style? I picked the second coz' I thought it's new, XD, then looked at the lady sat near my seat, seemed like American beef look so tasty, mummum... ^ ^" (wonder how she always got the tatsy-looked one... hahah) The rice in my chosen was good too, soft and sweet ^ ^ The same thing happened with chiken and pastry... Should have known what pastry was... hix... ^""""^ But that looked more like chicken or seafood baked with noodle than pastries... I must have heard it wrong then... but that sounded really like 'pastry' ^ ^""""" Gyaah! Anyway, the rice was good and the food too, though they seemed to need a little bit more salt... I like salty. It's hot, though.

I also look at the air-buy catalog. Mother wanted me to buy some Marboro and wine on the way back. Gya, they seemed to be expensive, even if they were free-duty. I wondered what kind of wine she wanted... the cheapest was Henniken...? I didnt remember well, should ask her again. Most of the time I just slept to kill time, didnt read Antique bakery even when I had already get them out of the bag that I'd put over my head. Just lazy~ Some times checked the progress of that flight too. Speaking of which, seemed like I sat in the area with no or less Vietnamese. There were a young Korean dad and his small children sat in front of me, maybe 2 or 3 lines of seat aside. Some stewardesses played with the smallest child so he wouldnt cry. I think they really liked children. ^ ^

Well, time to end my waiting finally came. We landed at Incheon, Korea around 5:30 pm. At first I thought Incheon was where my Korean friend lived, but then I figured that it was a mistake. She did live in someplace near Seoul, but not Incheon. Heheh, must be these 2 sounded alike... It in fact is an empty mound that rises into the Yellow Sea between China and South Korea that they took it as Incheon Internatinonal Airport. You can call it rural. I didnt see many houses. I looked at the map again then learned that we flew the whole horizontal of the US, from NYC to Washington, then passed the North Pacific Ocean (maybe the edge between Pacific and Arctic), then took the vertical line to Russia and finally met Korea. It did flew through Seoul then straight ahead to the south Korean islands then turn 45 Northeast back to Incheon. I still dont know why some airplanes need to make such a turn, maybe for the landing direction ^ ^"

Finally we arrived at ICN at 5:30, I did the transfer proceedings quickly and went ahead to stores ^ ^ There were a lot of gift shops that you wouldnt have enough money to visit them all. Well, I guessed that's not actually that much. They repeated in sections and terminals. I saw some bookstores but didnt stop too long there. If they were in Japanese and had comic, I might ^ ^ First, I located my gate then went around there to see stuffs. There were places to try traditional clothes, fast and Korean food, clothing shops, giftshops, smoking room and the Daum internet café round my gate, I had known that website before, but couldnt get in ^ ^" You'd have to pay if you want to use internet. I still had 2 more hours so there was no haste. Just took time and saw what I liked. ^ ^ I bought Totoro and Lucky sorrel phone straps from the gift shop opposite to my gate. The lady spoke Korean to me again and I was like 'Excuse me' (sumimasen, sumimasen ne? ^ ^) Then she told me if I bought 3, it would be 10% off. Anyway, I was beaten, shouldnt buy one more. ^ ^" Well, guess that's the cheapest and somewhat cute in there ^ ^" You couldnt just go to Korea, even just for 2 hours and didnt buy anything there, could you? I wanted sth from Korea. That's it. They are cute, after all~ I asked them to give me change in Korean currency but they couldnt >"<>

The ICN did give me the feeling of haven for shopping, but I didnt go that far, I guessed it'd be the same things here and there... so I took one more round and came back to my gate. I was satisfy, wasnt I? Since I should think about 5 more hours I would be through. There was 45 minutes more to the depart. I was watching a funny show. There were full with Vietnamese of course, that's the plane head to HCM city after all. And they did get a long line although the plane was smaller. I didnt take the window side again but an ojii-san next to me T___T Well, nothing could do.

There was an old lady sat in front of me with her father. That actually not her seat but she took it. Then a man asked her to give it back, and she yelled at the stewardesses when they asked. I saw them sigh and laugh with another passenger ^ ^" After all, she was still there, in front of me. Nah, there was no need to do that, wasnt it? I just hoped that she would speak with the lower and more polite tone... Made me feel embarrassed ^ ^" The ojii-san next to me didnt like that too. Sit near me on the right were a Korean mother and her child. They ignored that matter though. Oops. For some times, I slept with the head leaning toward the front seat. Hahah, that was dangerous, the old lady suddenly pushed it back, made me dead surprised. ^ ^"

Well, as if there were anything interesting with flights... We were served to eat one more time. That's was quiet and everyone felt asleep until a young man sat behind me (quite far) suddenly spoke so loud some nonsense stuffs with a girl next to him. At first I thought like he might talking with a cell... (he did that and I killed him ^"^) That was so damn impolite and as if it were good to hear... I really hated that, not only woke me up but I also had to hear that stupid talking about boys and girls. Then he sung, holy fucking cow. I felt so ashame... Even the head steward, I guessed, had to come down to the passenger lounge to see what happened. Man~ that's too suck. I really wanted to tell him 'Shut up! You holy fucking shit!' hahah, seemed like I became real bad :)) The ojii-san next to me curse him too... ^ ^"

What have come should have come. The plane was going to reach Vietnam! They gave us the form to write and give to the custom post for immigration. I left some space since I didnt know what to write, but somehow I wrote all of them before it landed. The ojii-san helped me too. The second we reached the airport, some guys went 'yatta, horray, yupppp' ^ ^" I was really touched that time. I felt so happy, after so long that I had been waited. I said 'Tadaima' to myself and smile (to myself ^ ^") Really really happy, nee? Feel like I may cry, but I should hold it. I'm not the type of person would cry in front of people...

Well, it's exactly 10:30 pm like the ticket said. There were my otou-san and my wife coming to meet me. They should say 'Okaeri nasai' indeed :)) I took my lugguage, although needed to wait for a long time.... ^"""^ Goodness that everything was still inside ^ ^" The lady from Rochester did lock my bag again after she checked it. Arigatou Gozaimashita~

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It took me 10 days to finally get to the computer and wrote it, nee ^ ^"" If someone didnt say I neglected my blog, I wouldnt do that in 10 days :)) Gomen. I called GF after I reached home that day, at 12:30. (I thought it 11 indeed) And she said 'You idiot, what time is it?' :)) heheh

hey Ran, I cant find any sat class T""""T Ila has one on 28/11 though. Shit. That means I might have to learn it myself again.... hahahah.... *a rock in my chest* ack. I went to your house last Sunday and grandma took me and Chaien to Asuka ^ ^ (Ju didnt have the luck to eat XDDD)

By the way, GF had a new nickname. Her name read like Jaian, and that is Chaien, so here we go ^ ^ We sat at the first table in Japanese class, and seem like the most perverted talkative in there.... heheh... or you can call her 'F fờ' She likes it *giggle*

I wonder was it really that interesting, my flight.... I wrote a lot. Muahahahhah, try to read it and ruin your eyes.

Ss said she will teach me some more Japanese. Well, that's a good thing ^ ^ And I save up quite a number of articles to post here, heheh, the only more problem is when ^ ^" And people are quite impressed with my proofreading for Okane ch7 (Make me blush whenever I heard that :))) heheh, but it's just good with 7 ^ ^"""" 8-10 seemed quite normal.... well.... the comet rises then fades.... nah, I dont think I'll be worst like that... ^ ^""" they are still okay ^ ^"

I guess I should try hard. Anyway, I'm king of debt right now...

Anzu