In Seoul on a Layover

I’m here in Annabanana’s part of the world during an almost 4 hour layover before I get on the final leg of this sojourn home. (I would’ve actually tried to touch base with Anna but I landed at 4AM.)

The sprawling airport is immaculate and spotless – claiming to be the World’s Best Service Airport. Since the airport is practically dead at this hour, I won’t have much of a chance to find out how true that is. So far so good.  Of course I figured something this modern should be wired for wi-fi, and true enough, even if I hit 2 pay-per-use wireless networks, I found one that actually allowed me free access to the world wide web.

I’ve survived the first 16 hours of this trip (make that 1 ½ hours waiting to board board and 14 ½ hours on board Korean Airlines not without any challenges. What was I thinking bringing along a book to read? My 2-year-old pretty much kept me preoccupied those moments I could’ve spent reading, and even during those moments when I wish I were sleeping instead. He got his naps and his sleep – he charmed everyone on the plane and managed to walk away with a super truck miniature and all the bananas he wanted. But he kept me on my toes and continues to keep me on guard even as we’ve sequestered a quiet area here in the boarding gate for the trip to Manila.

The Seoul sky is turning a lighter shade of blue with each passing minute. I get to see this sunrise at least. We board before 8AM, and I’m sure the sun would be up by then.  I actually have no idea what time it is but it’s freezing in Korea.  I thought I would get a chance to change Angel to some Manila-friendly clothes, but I will have to wait until we get there.

I am really excited to breathe Manila’s polluted air again.  =)  I can’t wait to see the look on my Dad’s face when we see them.  (So forget that I haven’t had any real sleep in over 24 hours now..)

Iba pa rin talaga ang Manila.  I forgot Dad’s cheese in the crisper, Angel’s Gerber, and one or two other things, no thanks to the fact that I was packing my handcarry luggage on the 11th hour.  But I’m here, on my way home.. it’s been too long..