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"Back to the Future"
Oct. 12th, 2004 05:40 amI'm writing you all from 16 hours in the future (at least if you live on the West Coast). The local time is 9:41pm Tuesday. Today is by far the longest day of my life. I got up at 9am PST Monday and I'm about to go to bed. Since I'm loopy after being up for nearly 24-hours, I'll have to keep this post short.
Asiana Airlines was pretty good. Business class rocks. Apparently it gets better than what we had, but it beat the hell out of coach. A small army of cute 20-something girls doing the stewardess thing, decent food, excellent jasmine tea, fresh fruit, and a in-seat entertainment system.
Customs was quick, the bus ride from the airport (about 1 1/2 hour drive in no traffic, and there was lots of traffic) was grueling after a twelve hour plane ride, but entertaining in its own way. All I can say is that if anyone ever offers you a chance to invest in auto insurance for South Koreans, run don't walk. I expected the bus to either cause or witness a dozen collisions.
There was a gentleman's club with a sign that read in English Giant Big Man Club. Whacky. It is really amusing to see what they decided to translate to English in otherwise Korean signage.
The South Korean Won is basically a milli-dollar. 1149 KSW = 1 USD.
There is a huge mall underneath the city that is accessible from our hotel, so we went for a snack before going to bed. We ended up in an UNO franchise. The whole scene seemed like a Steven Wright skit: It was like I was in an UNO in America only everything was stolen and replaced with an exact replica, except the people were all Korean. It was strange. Surreal even. Things were almost familiar, but clearly weren't.
Maybe I'll be up to more profound observations after I actally get some sleep. Didn't manage to ever get any sleep on the plane since I really need to be on my side to sleep...
Asiana Airlines was pretty good. Business class rocks. Apparently it gets better than what we had, but it beat the hell out of coach. A small army of cute 20-something girls doing the stewardess thing, decent food, excellent jasmine tea, fresh fruit, and a in-seat entertainment system.
Customs was quick, the bus ride from the airport (about 1 1/2 hour drive in no traffic, and there was lots of traffic) was grueling after a twelve hour plane ride, but entertaining in its own way. All I can say is that if anyone ever offers you a chance to invest in auto insurance for South Koreans, run don't walk. I expected the bus to either cause or witness a dozen collisions.
There was a gentleman's club with a sign that read in English Giant Big Man Club. Whacky. It is really amusing to see what they decided to translate to English in otherwise Korean signage.
The South Korean Won is basically a milli-dollar. 1149 KSW = 1 USD.
There is a huge mall underneath the city that is accessible from our hotel, so we went for a snack before going to bed. We ended up in an UNO franchise. The whole scene seemed like a Steven Wright skit: It was like I was in an UNO in America only everything was stolen and replaced with an exact replica, except the people were all Korean. It was strange. Surreal even. Things were almost familiar, but clearly weren't.
Maybe I'll be up to more profound observations after I actally get some sleep. Didn't manage to ever get any sleep on the plane since I really need to be on my side to sleep...
