In Korea


So the Incheon (inch on) airport is near Seoul, the capital of Korea, which is really close to the demilitarized zone dividing North and South Korea. I had forgotten that. For some reason I thought Seoul was in the southern part of Korea. But no. It’s way up there. 

The flight from Detroit to Incheon Airport was a 12 hour flight. We went straight north to Hudson Bay, then westward up and over the very top of the globe inside the Great Circle, then down over Siberia and approached Korea from the east. I took a picture of the flight tracker screen for you. It was on the back of the seat in front of me. Everyone had their own screen.

It was daylight the whole way. I am sitting here at 4:20pm waiting for my flight to Guam, which doesn’t board until 7:05 pm, and when I board it will be 7am for you—12 hours ahead of you.

I learned a Korean word on the flight. Kamsamida (com som me da) which means thank you. Actually I knew this in the past but had forgotten until I heard it again. Koreans are very polite people. I was seated with two Korean women,  and while we did not talk to each other, we exchanged a lot of smiles.

Korea is a peninsula and we approached the airport from the China side. There were lots of beautiful islands on our approach. In fact, I think the airport is on an island. I was by the wing so I couldn’t get a good shot from the plane. I found

a photo online of what I thought I saw as we landed.

That’s it for now.  I’m going to go see if I can find a drink of water. I am pretty thirsty. Which reminds me of the food on the plane. For breakfast just before we landed we had the choice of scrambled eggs or chicken stew. It amazed me how many chose stew. I wished I had chosen breakfast stew when I tasted the eggs. I couldn’t eat them, and I can eat anything, that’s how bad they were 🙂 The stew smelled so good!


Amy


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