Thank you guys.
I was starting to think I was never going to be able to finish all my make-up work for acupuncture school. But now that it is out of the way, I can get down to some postinÂ’!
We were leaving to go to Korea on September 11th from Logan Airport in Boston. I caught a lot of flack for that alone. But I figured, “It’s not too often lightning strikes the same place twice.” Also my girlfriend’s mother, who is a travel agent, said that Logan would probably be the safest airport to fly out of on that day. So anyway, “If you’re gonna go, you’re gonna go.”
I stayed at Todd Miller and his wifeÂ’s home for the night and in the morning we would meet the others to leave for Logan Airport. Our flight left around 6:00am so we woke around 2:00am because of the travel time to Logan and it being an international flight. DidnÂ’t seem so bad.
The flights went well. Even though I couldnÂ’t sleep and everyone else passed out for about 18 hours, I was happy that the airline showed quite a few movies (X-Men 2, Bruce Almighty, etc.) and handed out a bunch of meals. We even had our own movie screens installed in the back of the seats in front of us. Ok, so IÂ’m easy to please!
Also, I was seated next to some very friendly Koreans who helped me with my phrasing and pronunciation of Korean. They did their best!
Once at Inchon Airport in Seoul we were supposed to take a bus to Gimpo Airport and connect with a short 45-minute (if that) flight to Daegu International Airport. Well let me tell you that didn’t happen. We kept trying to get tickets for it, but everyone we talked to made this “X” sign with their fingers indicating, “no fight to where we want to go.” We were just finding out about the Typhoon that hit lower South Korea. So our 45-minute plane ride now turns into a 5-hour bus excursion through the Typhoon. It’s dark and wet navigating though a major typhoon and people still drive like nut-jobs.
I believe we got into Daegu around 2:00am, their time, and we could see some of the damage that was caused; trees turned up, roads were flooded, business signs ripped down by the tremendous wind and rain. I have to say one of the streets where the bus station was, was flooded and torn up, but the rescue workers in the orange jumpsuits had most of the immediate area cleaned up before our ride had arrived. Considering what they had to work with, thatÂ’s some job!
We were greeted in the rain by a loud, “Masta Todd, how is everyone?!” That was Kim, In-Sam, who also trains at the Jung Ki Kwan and runs his own English academy in Daegu. Between the fights, the layover in San Francisco, the confusion /waiting at Inchon and the bus trip that felt like a water ride at a theme park, our trip was approximately 30 hours. It was good to know we are almost home. (at least for the next few weeks).
More to comeÂ…
artyon: 
