Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Last night we flew into Incheon airport via San Francisco. The flights were long and uncomfortable, as I expected but the supreme service on Singapore Airline made up for it.

For some reason Andy and I were not seated together on the flight, but my seatmates never arrived, so were able to share a row in comfort.

Andy’s Uncle met us at the Airport and we back at he place by 8pm. None of his relative speak English, except one uncle we also met at the airport. Andy later told me that the uncle was happy that I could understand what he was saying.


A happy Korean.