Yesterday (or was it today...?), I finally set out on my journey to to the land of the rising sun. By airplane. What does that mean? MORE WAITING!
To fill the time, I walked around the terminals, looking at all the bizarre, overpriced shops. I took some pictures, too.
|SLC was a pretty nice airport.|
|I always choose a window seat.|
The Bradley International Building
The Los Angeles airport is the worst place I have ever had to spend 8 hours. I passed security, and then headed over to the Alaska Airlines ticket station to pick up my transfer tickets. The guy who helped me was pretty eccentric, and couldn't figure out my itinerary. He kept talking like I was headed to Salt Lake City, and I had to keep affirming that I was not going to Salt Lake, but to Seattle. After I got my boarding pass, he recommended I go over to the international building if I wanted to stay the night.
|Hell in a handbasket.|
It was cold. FREEZING. Cold. There were a few padded couches and seats, but there were already sleeping people laid out on all of them. The aforementioned announcements were ridiculously loud, and I can steal hear that English announcer's goofy voice ringing in my head. Probably because he sounded just like Captain Qwark.
After eating McDonald's, I walked around and tried to find a drinking fountain to fill my water bottle. There isn't one. There is also a significant lack of power outlets. There are 4 set up at 2 charging stations on opposite sides of the building, but most of the time I was there they were taken.
|The nicest place I could find.|
|I promise this isn't my best work.|
My next flight was not Delta, but Alaska Airlines. I giddily went through TSA a second time, excited to leave LAX far behind. My next flight was headed to Seattle, and it couldn't come soon enough.
|That's frost. A lot of it.|
The Bright Side
The next stop was Seattle. I stepped into the glorious warmth of the building and quickly made my way to my next gate, the gate to Japan.
After getting something to eat, I returned to gate S2 and met up with Stacey, a fellow member of the program. We're gonna stay at a hotel overnight, even though KIX is supposedly pretty accommodating. I need to get some sleep. And, apparently, I am not capable of sleeping on an airplane.
|Well I tried to get myself in the picture.|
|My new home.|
Luckily, my 11-hour flight wasn't like this.
|ALWAYS a window seat.|
Other than that, it was a pretty good experience. I managed to get a very minute amount of sleep in (maybe 3 or 4 hours total), there was a delicious meal, and I watched a couple of movies.
...And that's as far as this post goes! I'm writing this on the plane. I still have 2 hours left to go, but it's all downhill from here, almost literally (downwind?).