Wow. What a day. I’m not sure right now if I’m coming or going. Started the day out finishing up my last minute packing. Which included all my medication. I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes about 2 months ago. This is not even everything I brought. Then a last minute run to the store for snacks, and we were off to the airport. Along they way, we stopped at a party store that was doing free glitter tattoos. Great decision.
I flew Asianic Airlines. If you ever get the chance, I thought they were wonderful. I got 3 full meals, I watched 3 whole movies that just came out. I got a pillow, blanket, slippers, and look at this bathroom! It’s fully stocked!! They also have baby bassinets! So cool!
We were a little late landing in Seoul, which made everything get backed up. But on my run through the Seoul international airport, it looked cool! All sorts of shops and art installations. Then on to the next flight to Osaka. Once in Osaka, I had to get my backpack, and get through customs. That was an adventure. I will remind everyone, I don’t speak Japanese. On one of the declaration forms, they ask if you are carrying any drugs. Well, refer to the photo above. I am. But I didn’t know if they meant bad drugs, or any drugs. Mind you, it’s 9:30pm when I get in, so it takes 15 minutes to find someone who even understands what the question is before I can get through customs. Then, there’s some jerk American yelling at the customs people because he’s been flying for 24 hours and has to catch a bus and no one else is tired or having a long hard day either. Thanks for making us look bad dude.
Finally get through, then I have to find a bus to the other airport in Osaka, where my flight is out of tomorrow and I have a hotel for the remainder of the evening. Find the bus, get a ticket, wait in line. Then it’s a 75 minute bus ride. I tried so hard to stay awake while we drove through Osaka, but it just wasn’t going to happen. So I woke up at Itami airport and set about finding my hotel. I found it, just across the parking lot, but there was a big barbed wire fence between me and sweet sleep, so I wandered around for another hour before I figured out how to get there. Talked to a few security guards, none of which speak English, and, again, I speak no Japanese. Makes me feel like an idiot. Some dumb American girl who thinks she can just show up somewhere and everything will be alright. Turns out it was, but I still felt like an idiot.
So now it’s 1 am Japan time, and I’m safe in my hotel room. Had a quick shower. I’ve got a Japanese style breakfast waiting for me at 6:15, then find my way back to the airport for a 7:50am flight to Matsuyama. Adventures, here we come!