Watching the clock.

Hoping i have no fever. Would be really cross if got quarantined 4 bad food! Think it's unlikely.

Ok. It's time to get moving. Wish me luck.

Am in taksi nm 033, blue bird group.

Survived taxi, got through security, genteelly wrangled with check in folks, and got to gate.

Just have to survive the next hour and a half without being ill and i'll be safely in the embrace of korean air.

I've seen incheon airport. It's a paradise of cleanliness and order compared to jakarta.

A much safer place to be sick or healthy. I'll be so happy to see those little hair ribbons and stiff robin's egg blue scarves!

Meanwhile i'm callable.

Wishes she could donate the next hour to a worthy cause. Or have it recycled for scrap.

"do you like vinegar?" remembering questions.

"sing something by eric clapton!"

Enduring some kind of indonesian tv drama at top volume. Seems to involve a ladx wearing robes like a gospel singer, and looking sinister

Remembering several of my indo friends believed in ghosts, spirits, and possession. Thinking about the guy on jl. Jksa who thought m.

Who thought m was the ghost of a tree.

"you talk a lot for a tree. But you're very beautiful."

Patiently watching the minutes drip. Well, impatiently, really.

Boarding. Noticing i think koreans are more beautiful than indonesians, and wondering why.

Muslim headscarf + asian mask=bandit.

Very happy we are boarding on time. This is all looking very promising.