Departure mini adventures

Phew, we have a lot to go over so grab some tea and lets begin. (Pictures will come later)



I left my house for the first of three flights on Sunday at 7am. The first flight was to Charlotte, NC then with a hour layover I hopped on a plane to JFK Airport, NY. With a nine hour layover facing me I did what anyone would want to do, explore. Luckily a very good friend of mine Al gave me instructions on subways so I could meet her in Brooklyn. After getting lost on the airtram and almost taking a wrong subway I finally met her at the huge Macys building in downtown Brooklyn. We walked around for a while catching up and her laughing at me ogling the sights before we got coffee. After a quick Starbucks trip we decided that I had time to visit Manhattan. In fact she insisted on it. After another subway trip (which I still don't quite understand) we were making our way to Chinatown.

Before I continue let me say I have never heard so many horns in my life nor seen so many almost accidents. Jesus, no wonder most people don't drive in NY.

With that said we stomped by a street vendor and got ourselves a Thai coconut that she (the vendor) chopped up in front of us so she could put a straw in the top. THE BEST COCONUT MILK EVER. We then ventured off to have hand tossed noddles at this super secret spot in Chinatown.

We then started to hoof it back to get me to the airport in time for check-in. While riding the subway at peak hours we ran into the typical crazy singing subway bum. We had no choice but to sit close to him and take it. After a few stops he tried to ask me questions with me ignoring him. Al grabbed me and we walked to the other side of the subway. I think this upset him. Why do I think that? He started shouting gibberish at me across a crowded subway. His voice was getting more anger in it as it got louder. We quickly ran into another cart at the next stop. However, the bum got off with us and tried to follow us into the cart. Getting ready for a fight I stared him down while he was standing right at the door to get on. He smiled and let the door close in front of him and off we went. Close call. I guess it's good I got to experience that aspect of New York (not really.) Where was Borat when I needed him?

We got back to the airport JUST in time and I said my goodbye, sadly.

The plane ride was miserable and not much happened. I will say that their airplanes are 100% nicer than anything I have ever ridden on and I began to see how much more advanced they are in Tech than we are. The plane line was called Asiana.


Here is where we will stop for the time being. I will pick up with the arrival in Korea and the first couple of days here.