Korea Take One.

Okay, lucky for y'all I kept a blog in Korea. Here is my journey. Enjoy it. Love it. Live it.


Hola Amigas. That's ironic isn't it? Since I am on my way to Korea. I would say hello friends in Korean if I could. But I can't. Hence the Spanish. So I am taking note of everything that happens specifically so I can blog about it. And then this twelve hour plane ride got boring so I decided I would hand write my blog now and type it when I get home. I might have to have more than one blog because so much has already happened and I'm not even to Korea yet. So I will tell you everything important that has happened up to this point and we'll see where that leaves us. Just an update real fast, we have traveled some miles and are up 32,000 feet or so. It said it on the screen but then they turned on How I Met Your Mother. So you'll have to wait on exact numbers. Just know I still have eight hours of this fun. Okay. So I woke up at 3:30am after a good three hours of sleep. We left the house at 4am, and got to the airport around 4:40am. That was where I saw the first cute boy of the trip. In security. Earrings and a cutoff, and oh so dreamy. Then when we got to our gate, this pilot appeared and I am pretty sure he is my soulmate. His eyes were perf. I just wanted to propose then and there. But I kept myself in check. So this guy was not our pilot. He was a pilot. Who rode on our plane. But just for fun. As a passenger. So we are sitting there and our pilot, like our actual pilot, comes and goes up to the desk and is like, where am I flying today? Like are you dumb? And the lady is like Chicago! And the pilot is like, Chicago, really? Like yes really. Pull yourself together. So we eventually get into the plane and there are a good 25 people in there. It was fun. I even got some sprite. We departed at 5:45am. We got to witness the sunrise from the plane. It was sweet. We arrived in Chicago at 5:55am. However, there was a time change. So in Ohio time it would actually be 6:55am. On the way out of the plane, this guy hit me in the head with his suitcase. Thanks. Okay real quick I gotta throw this in. Does anyone else watch Amish Out Of Order on National Geopgraphic? Like, my favorite guy on the show died. Cephas. He was 19. Car crash. I just found out yesterday and it's bringing me down. Rest in peace lil' buddy. Okay back to my journey around the world. So we get out of the plane and our tickets tell us our next flight is at gate B12. We arrive at gate C5. So we walk like a mile underground and finally get to B12. I'm just gonna stick to Ohio time from now on so that it is easier. The plane was supposed to leave at 8:04. So at like 7:30 we find out we are at the wrong gate. Do you know where we are supposed to be? C10. Do you know where that is? Where we started. So we had to walk another mile underground back. It was fun. Luckily we got there in time. And at the Chicago airport there were these weird toilet seat covers that rotated with the press of a button. It was weird. And the covers were slippery and I just about fell in the toilet. Plus they made you pay for wifi. Bratz. So we get in line to board the plane and the lady says "Oh, the pilot is missing!" Ummmmmmmm, what? Okay sweet. So we board the plane at 8:05. And we sit. And sit. And sit. And finally the flight attendant comes over the intercom and says that they found trash in the engine and they're waiting for someone to come get it. Sounds good. So we don't leave until 8:45. Just to remind you this is a four hour flight and our next flight is at 1:40. So it was cutting it close. SO what fun stuff happened on this plane? It was small and packed. They made me watch Journey 2 with Joshy and Baby V. Thanks. Hate you too. So I made myself go to sleep and I woke up thinking, wow I slept awhile! Then I look up to see Journey not even over yet. Yay! But then I turn around and see this cute boy in plaid. Maybe he wasn't even cute but there is something about plaid that makes a boy cute. Update. We've traveled 3,069 miles. We are at 36,082 feet. 2,612 miles and five hours, eight minutes left til our destination. Hooray! We are going 537 mph. Okay. So back to cute boy. I kept turning around and staring at him. He caught me. A lot. But I figured I'll never see him again so who cares? Then I turned on the plane radio. I went to the hits station. They played Drive By and Payphone so I decided it was good. But then this rap about airports came on. I jammed out for like 30 seconds but then was forced to turn it off. By my ears. Then this girl comes down the aisle and I almost passed out. Ummmm....Brianna? Sex offender from gym class? I mean, of course it wasn't her, but at first glance I swore it was. I almost died. Of joy, obvi. Oh and one last thing about this flight. The flight attendant's name was Kev. Not Kevin. His nametag said Kev. Classy. So we got off this plane which landed at 1:04 Ohio time. Pm, fyi. And we run to the next gate and guess who is in line to go to Korea? PLAIIDDDDDD. Hollla. Plus, besides my family and him, everyone else in line is Asian. Life is good. So I follow Plaid onto the plane and purposely run into him a lil'. But I sat down and lost him. But hey. I've got five hours. I'll find him. So lemme tell you about this plane. Double decker. Ginormous. Like 75 rows, two aisles, ten seats in every row. There are like 5 bathrooms and all these flat screens. It is the life. Plus there is a hunky Asian in front of me. He is wearing a Phillies hat and I'm doing all I can not to kiss him. He is like playing on his ipad and I am watching over his shoulder. He doesn't see me. He is playing Fifa, and losing. Poor boy. Okay so the plane said they were gonna entertain me with a movie. Good, I thought. Nothing can be as bad as Journey 2. I guess they heard my thoughts and took it as a challenge. They put on John Carter. John Carter? Are you kidding me? It's about like aliens or something. I couldn't follow. No one knows what the story line is. All I know is John Carter and this lady get married. And then the movie ends. And all are happy. This just in. Hot Asian is watching Super 8 on his iPad. So am I. He doesn't know. So after the movie they gave me lunch. I was hungry. It was like 2pm Ohio time and all I had since I woke up at 3:30am was some almonds. They asked me if I wanted chicken or beef. So obvi I go with beef. But they didn't give me just beef. They gave me beef. Rice. Carrots. A salad. A roll. And a cookie. I downed it in a minute or two. Then stole my brother's salad. And roll. It was wonderful. And then they put on a new movie called "Man On A Ledge." If the title doesn't intregue you, consider yourself lucky. The whole movie is about, you guessed it. A man on a ledge. Literally. That's all. It was a wreck. And that leads us to the present. My present, not your present. This won't be posted until like a week from now. Cute Asian keeps looking at me. I've narrowed it down to three reasons why it could be. 1.) Because I am kicking his seat. 2.) Because I am watching a movie over his shoulder. Or 3.) Because I am pretty. I'm 98% sure it is the pretty one. Oh hey if you are interested there is an Asian fashion show on! Wooooooo, okay. That's all I got for now. BBL. Maybe in this blog or maybe in a new one. Just in case, stay fresh.