Air Korea is kind of natty. A sky-blue plane is a bit ‘airborne beige’. Ten hours, two films (The Trip to Italy and something with Viggo Mortensen and Kirsten Dunst). A Bit of a Sleep. Some Bibimbap (food), tea, a chocolate thing, juice, fish potato and carrots…Typical day at 30,000 feet. Then we land at Incheon – tres intergalactic.
then down long shiny corridors past many uniforms, and out to a man with epaulets and a sign saying…
Being met by a man with a sign, with epaulets and a bus. Heaven.
One hour of heavy traffic later and we are in the gilt-edged aforementioned Koreana., where Haejoo our glorious guide from the Korean Press Foundation – the great people who, along with the Walkley Foundation put this opportunity together – was waiting with a smattering of info and a booking at a nearby thai restaurant. Soft shell crab, garlic-and-ginger-blasted squid, and beer. Plus a crash course in language. I go to bed with vampire-dissolving breath.