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Published: September 15th 2014
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Dinner in the Air
I chose the beef stroganoff decent enough idea Warning: this blog post is being written post arrival day so I will make it sound a lot less hellish than it actually was.
Ok so I actually left the states the 28th of August (though granted it was late on the 28th) but I didn't arrive in my host country until 2 days later. I'm sure there are plenty of horror stories throughout the blogs on this site about hellishly long travel days but I mean come on! Literally all of the 29th was spent lost somewhere between long lay overs, even longer flights, and the International Date Line. I don't know how long you all have traveled before but 24 hours in transit sucks! Besides that, I left at 8:30 at night in my home country, I had a full fridgen day before that plus the 24 hours spent traveling and THEN I get to my host city in Japan and its 10 in the blippen morning!! So I stayed up another day.
On the bright side, Korean airlines serve adorable and tasty enough food to brighten your day, and the very informative end flight video on pressure point therapy you can do for yourself while you sit was lovely. My domestic flight, however, was a bucket full of suck. I had gotten to the airport pretty early before my flight because it is so heavily recommended before international flights so I didn't really eat dinner. And for the flight between DIA and LAX they don't even give you pretzels, which was so disappoint, but my seat mate made it sooooooo much worse. The Korean guy in the isle seat was super chill, he helped me get my bag into the overhead compartment… because I may or may not have been too short to properly reach myself… but the chick that sat between us was killer on the nerves. It was pretty late before we finally flew out and arrived in LA around what would have been midnight or one a.m. for me but every time I almost fell asleep in the plane, POP! SHE WOULD POP HER DOD GAMN GUM AGAIN! So loud. And maybe 2/3rds of the way through the flight she finally spits it out, and starts chewing on a new piece! I was so ready to punch a complete stranger.
Any hoooo, flying rant mostly over just remember when you fly (most anywhere really) tell your credit card company so they don’t suspend your card. Check both flight companies (if you change airlines throughout your journey, usually when going from a domestic flight to an international) to make sure your bags meet both airlines size and weight requirements. Except for Asiana Airlines “personal item” backpack dimensions, that’s a load of bull hockey. Also great news, the internet café in the Korean National Airport takes both Yen, USD, EUR and Wan.
When I arrived in Nagoya, and first stepped into the airport my first panic attack happened quickly. Nothing makes you feel more foreign then stepping into a bathroom and immediately realizing you have no idea what to do. No joke my lovely readers, it’s terrifying and awkward but I will get you through the stereotypical overly complicated toilet conundrum of Japan. So listen carefully.
You don’t actually have to touch any of the buttons.
Just sit down and flush like you do in America.
All the scary stuff doesn’t just happen on its own you would have to make it happen, so as long as you’re not pushing random buttons you’ll be fine. If you are brave enough to try out the ones that are just pretty much holes in the ground you just squat like you’re in the woods. And ladies, don’t be ashamed, if your aim isn’t that good, please remove clothing if necessary. I did this for you sweet bloggies, if you are interested in what all the buttons and the invasive water is all about its not as bad as you think, that’s right I did it for you peeps, its freaky and but not that bad. You do end up feeling pretty clean. And for your edification, the water it sprays is from a different source completely, it is NOT the same water in the bowl. Also, please don’t stand over the bowl and push the button to watch it happen it will most likely spray you in the face. Another good tip to have under your belt, some systems have buttons that adjust both heat and pressure. I would suggest looking up the kanji you see present on the control panel.
Ok that is it for this particular post, I’ll be writing about my first day uoot ‘n a boot in Japan in the next one as I attempt to catch to the present where I finally decided I was willing to dedicate myself to a blog.
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