After since that last overseas trip, I had to get my travelling gears started again. I once again lulled into a Singaporean place of nuaness, y’know; the one of routine.
It was a helluva long flight; about 17 hours total, about the same to reach LA on the west coast of the USA. It kept recurring in my head whether it was worth it to fly so far just to smell the mountain air. Anyway, I was in too deep now, no time to get cold feet.
The flight to Vancouver included an hour of transit at Incheon Airport, Seoul. This 6 hour trip to Korea was much much different than the previous flight I had, firstly; there was much less turbulence due to bad weather.
More importantly though, the whole flight was full of Indians and Korean people. Yes, I would dub this the Harold and Kumar flight, and BTW, Kim Chee and Devil’s curry don’t mix (it don’t make curry chup chai if thats what you’re asking!). Being a dark skinned Chinese felt awkward in the flight, you didn’t know if you were closer to seoul or new Delhi in the side of things.
Amictably, I was cheesed off more by the Indians in the flight, I don’t want to sound racist but I’m just telling it as it is, y’know?
Anyway, Sanjeev over here decided to bring along his WHOLE extended family along on the flight, depicting a mass exodus of some sort. That means I was caught smack-dab in every uncle, auntie, nephew, niece and Grandma Lashkmi in economy class.
And I did find them particularly obnoixous and ignorant in their behavior. They were moving up and down the already claustrophobic 777-200 aisles unnecessarily, sometimes even blocking them while they chatted with their distant uncle of some sort. Some even slept length-wise across the seats without shoes. Others constantly harangued the cabin crew for alcohol. I haven’t mentioned the kids, whos’ parents let them play and talk so loudly and uncontrollably during the flight.
Seriously, this behavior belonged more in a tour bus to KL rather than a commercial flight. However, I did managed to complete viewing National Treasure : Book of Secrets amidt the chaos!
I was initially peeved I didnt bring the remaining Won from the previous trip to use at Incheon. My feelings were dumbfounded when there was barely any time to move around Incheon due to the fact we spent the whole hour of transit processing travel documents and the like.
However, thats when my family had a pleasant suprise; our seats were upgraded to business class. Sweet!
Oh yeah, God intervened all right. In hindsight, I thunk it be impossible to get any sleep on the long flight to Canada back in economy with all the chicken tikka up and about. But that isn’t the coolest, I felt we were treated like royalty in business; free flow of champagne, the course meals, and best of all… Recliner seats!
These babies go all the way to almost horizontal position so you could snuggle real good even in turbulent weather. And this is only in business, who knows what lies in first class and the penultimate suites on the A380!
I, for one, was just happy to be rid of Sanjeev & co.
