Changing flights at the Gimhae International Airport in Busan, Korea.
It took 2 hours from Narita, and the flight offered a fantastic view over the coastline from the airplane.
The airport, on the other hand, is actually very small and rather boring. We walked up and down the departure area, from one end to the other, browsed a few shops, bought some doughnuts and cappuccino, sat down on a bench, and… we’ve got whole two hours to kill.
I’m impressed by airport staff and shop assistants here, for they speak Japanese fluently, almost perfectly. The girl selling doughnuts at Dunkin Donuts, one of the two options on this floor for a cup of coffee and some refreshments, was exemplary. I thought of asking her, in a moderate small-talk fashion, if she studied Japanese at school. But, in the end, I decided not to. She must get asked the question hundreds of times every day…
I’m enjoying how differently it feels to me to be on a trip just like this, from how it felt like in the past. I have long forgotten this feeling of liberation, the absense of obligation or pressure to deliver results or achieve anything during the trip, like I had while I was studying abroad or being on a business trip. I’ve got a good companion, and we’re easy about everything. Funny, still, that I’m still ‘trying’ to focus on enjoying myself… Well, it will come eventually.
5:30 pm at the departure gate, and simply sitting down on a bench, enjoying the time passing.