Well if anybody is still reading, we've come to the end of this journal. Below are the final two entries documenting our flights home. I've enjoyed sharing our trip with you. Trips are more fun when you have people to share your adventures with. As it was, most of our friends moved away while we were gone or right after we got back so it's good to have somebody to tell.
Thank You All,
Tuesday, May 24
We got up at the decided time and had an hour to spare. We left the airport and flew the ten hours to Korea. We watched “Finding Neverland,” “Phantom of the Opera,” “Spanglish,” and “In Good Company.” I began feeling sick during “Phantom of the Opera,” and the flight started to take on nightmarish qualities. I don’t think that particular movie helped. The flight actually flew directly over our home on the way and if I had had a parachute I think I could have jumped out then. I was tired, dying to see my home and baby
, and not looking forward to spending the night in Korea. At Incheon airport we ate Mc D’s, and then took the van to our hotel. I could write a lot about the hotel. The clash of Oriental and Occidental thought is worthy of an essay. Keep in mind that I have always lived on the fence between the two, but Incheon airport and its surrounds are amazing in their own way.
Wednesday, May 25
After very little sleep, we took the free van back to the airport, stored our bags, ate at Mc D’s and then caught the bus into Soul. I left out at the beginning of my journal that we had a 10 hour layover on the way to Australia, so we had taken the bus into the city to scout out the shopping. The bus ride is 1:15. We went to the fabric market and spent a couple of hours getting lost in there but also getting great bargains. We made it back to the airport in what we thought was plenty of time. We got our bags, put our purchases in them, and then checked them. Then we went to Mc D’s for dinner. We had less than an hour when we went through security. My bag got picked out and they wanted to know if I had anything prohibited in it. I said I didn’t think so, after all this was our 9th flight in a month. I took my bath bags out and they put it through again. There was still something in it. Then she reached in and pulled out my dangerous items bag. It was supposed to be in my checked luggage! We take all our dangerous items and put them in that bag. It was too late. She opened it and took our good hair cutting scissors away. Amazingly she left all the other dangerous items in the bag! Then we had to go through the departing immigration or something. The line was long and we started counting people and the time and we were going to miss our flight! We found a shorter line and a nice man let us cut in front. We only had about 15 minutes at the gate before we left. It was a one hour flight home and then a 1:30 hour drive home. It was the longest 2:30 hours too.
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