After a brutal 17 hours of flight time, my travel partner and I arrived in South Korea safe and sound but exhausted on August 18, 2009. At one point during the flight, had there been parachutes on board, I would have gladly jumped into the Pacific Ocean and paddled to shore. Thankfully, a small Korean boy provided a timely distraction and I was saved from this rash act in midflight. Ted took a shine to my travel partner, which led to some good conversation and a welcome diversion from the monotony of the trip.
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