Sitting: at Bradley International Airport, which is located in neither Hartford nor Springfield, despite the rather deceptive listing of “Bradley- Hartford/Springfield” listed on most airline websites. This has always been a minor pet peeve of mine. Although I suppose if they used the city, nay, relatively small town, the airport is actually located in, nobody would know where it is.
Waiting: for another… 42 minutes until I can board my tiny excuse of a plane that will take me just a hop, skip and jump away to Chicago, O’Hare. The whole “arrive two hours early” for an international flight is a bit generous, especially here in good old Windsor Locks. Not knowing whether that still applied even though my first leg is entirely domestic, I split the difference and arrived 90 minutes early. Hence my current entertainment of watching half-awake souls slowly trudge their way through the DD line. I’m holding out, hoping I’ll be rewarded with sleep on this first three hour flight.
Wishing: that I had thought ahead and chosen my seats on the Chicago –> Seoul leg of this trip rather than putting myself at the mercy of Korean Air, which I’m pretty sure has chosen to give me a middle seat. I’m going to see what I can do about this at the ticket counter in Chicago, but I’m not holding my breath. Oh well. My new memory foam travel pillow ($10, thanks Marshall’s!) combined with a meager, fitful four hours of sleep last night should be a recipe for nap time. If all else fails, I just bought a book for my new kindle, The Lifeboat, that I’m excited to start!
Anyways… next stop, Chicago –> Seoul, South Korea –> Chiang Mai, Thailand! Despite 27 hours of travel time, I’m actually quite lucky to have such a direct route. I’m so excited to finally be doing this, I can’t even explain. Next time I write it’ll be from Southeast Asia!!
Au revoir, America! ❤ J
(Disclaimer: Please excuse any spelling/grammatical errors as I’m pretty sure I’m only 47% awake.)