Arrive with enough time to enjoy the airport’s fine collection of plastic chairs and overpriced snacks. Because nothing says excitement like waiting.
Show up early, realize Eastar Jet isn’t going to leave on time, and embrace my destiny as a professional time-waster.
I stare at the departure board, watching the delay countdown like it’s a soap opera cliffhanger.
Drag my luggage behind me like a sad puppy abandoned by its owner.. aka, my own lack of planning
Show up early, realize Eastar Jet isn’t going to leave on time, and embrace my destiny as a professional time-waster.
Finally, they call boarding. Everyone lines up, looking like zombies who just realized their coffee was decaf.
Board with the enthusiasm of a cat being forced into a bath.
The Paxbus is picking up the garbage that I am
Find my seat, stash my bag awkwardly, and try to not accidentally elbow the person next to me. Mission: barely accomplished.
The engines roar. The plane taxis. I clutch the armrest like it owes me money.
Wheels lift off the runway, and suddenly my brain forgets how to process altitude.
Busan to Seoul done. I’m back in the city where traffic might kill me, but at least flights eventually take off.
Eastar Jet delayed the departure, but nothing delayed my existential dread. Flight ZE296 proved that sometimes, the journey is just waiting… Until next time, may your flights be on time and your patience infinite.
Thank you for this report. I take this route next week with Korean. Their birds are 20-25 y.o.
Let’s see.