End of a Long Day

When the call was made to board Continental Flight 7 non-stop from Houston to Tokyo, we all scurried down the ramp as if it were a one-hour flight to Dallas. It was as if we could not wait to sit down for the 13 hours. In the end, a dead end I might add, we could not wait to get off that plane.

The passengers of Flight 7 to Tokyo, was a unique mix of businessmen from the Far East and Texas good ole boys complete with gimmie hats. In a very small area of a very big Boeing 777 I saw one University of Texas cap, two Texas Tech University caps and one Acme seed cap. What are these guys doing on this plane? It’s not the Southwest Airline non-stop to Midland.

On the Boeing 777 if you removed the seats and the partitions it’s not quite big enough for a Rodeo but I do believe it could host a six-man football game between Penelope and Abbott.

I had an on time arrival in Tokyo and was exhausted. The realization that the day was far from over made my fatigue wear like a heavy lead coat, slowing every move. I have a four-hour layover and I’m trying to stay awake. I boarded Northwest Flight 6 to Pusan, Korea with a different mix of passengers. Asian businessmen, Korean citizens returning from Holiday, and teenage Korean girls returning home from a school event, this was what I expected when I left Houston. The seat next to me was empty until a group of Americans from a delayed flight out of Los Angeles boarded the plane. The passenger next to me had left Katy, Texas about the same time I had. He was also wearing a lead coat.

I arrived at the Pusan airport and as I was going through customs I came to the realization that in the general scheme of things in this world people come in all sizes…and I am a big guy.

The Pusan Lotte Hotel is very nice but all I want to see now is the insides of my eyelids.

…more later.