Transit (Written Earlier)

Thirteen hours of in flight non-active hibernation are quite a torture to me. I have slept and eaten a lot while doing nothing, but doing nothing productive isn’t my lifestyle. I guess I would be doing laundry or vacuuming my apartment if I were home at this hour, or maybe put up a stuffed animal show with my toys (Yes, that is productive to me). I should probably be satisfied since I had a super basketball star, Russell Westbrook, to start this long journey. I accidentally broke into his private reserved area at the airport waiting section. The trying-to-find-an-empty-seat me didn’t recognize him at first. I love watching basketball games, but players’ faces never happen to remain in my mind. People asked for his photograph and signature, and even my Facebook friends told me to get closer to him. Guess what, I didn’t even talk to him. Now I am flying over the Pacific Ocean. Seven hours have passed, but dehydration and boredom are not making this flight enjoyable. I guess I could have asked for a cup of wine and watch some inflight movies meanwhile. Trust me, I have done that. It usually takes me 30 minutes to finish a cup of wine. Thirteen hours are 26 half hours. So yeah, drinking 26 cups of wine isn’t a wise solution for me. I am still very looking forward to my trip in Korea despite all these whining. The first meal inflight for me was Bibimbap, one of my favorite Korean dish. They made me choose between Bibimbap and beef tenderloin steak. I struggled a little bit, but favorite won. All the attendants are Korean. They didn’t put up with my poor Korean-speaking skills. I now regret not studying hard in the past few weeks. Hopefully my incoming Korea experience would improve my communication skills. Teehee!