The sunlight woke me after a fairly sound sleep. I thought it had to be seven or maybe later. John said he would wake me so I never set my alarm because he was so punctual everymoring rising to teach school. This was his day to sleep in so I thought he overslept and I was late. I had everything ready to go so brushed my teeth , washed my hair, dressed and then bid him good bye. There are NO clocks in the house…not even the microwave. He looked startled and said I thought you weren’t leaving until 7:30….I thought is was 7:50 already but forgot to change my suitcase clock from Seoul …it was 6:50…I thanked him and decided to have breakfast at the airport. Saturday morning there was hardly any traffic and I got a taxi as soon as I stepped out the door.
The driver dropped me at the entrance of Terminal 2 where David, the tour operator said the Koryo Air office was. I first decide to orient myself so when our scheduled meeting at 8:45 happened I would be there. I could not find it. I asked David directions the day before and instead of : Just inside of entrance 4 on the right….what I got was: It is a small terminal, you won’t have a problem. I walked the entire terminal on both sides and both floors while asking two different information booths and numerous people, security, ticket agents, and shop owners. No body knew but one information girl recognized the name Air Koryo and checked the flight list and informed me that my plane departed gate 3 at 10:30. I knew that but how do I get a boarding pass without a ticket.
Breakfast gave me a chance to calm down and think about my plan of action.
Terminal 2 was divided in two sections. There was Domestic and International. I saw other tour groups arriving by bus so just waited at the entrance in the International area…it was now 8:50 and no David the tour leader. Finally they came in like “well what’s the problem”. I got in line with the rest and we waited and waited to get our boarding passes. Then the flight was scheduled to board at 10:30 but changed to 10:40. When we were seated at around 11 pm the runway was backed up with over six planes waiting….but wait …our plane wasn’t ready to join the line. We still had a whole group of new passengers boarding. It was a full plane when we took off around Noon for a ninety minute flight to Pyongyang the capital of DPRK.
We all awoke early this morning to be at the airport for a 90 minute flight and it is 7 pm at night and we have done nothing but stand in line except for the photo shoot of 5 minutes.
When Jerry and I unpacked we wanted to freshen up before going to dinner…no HOT water. They don’t make it available until 8pm.
We also found out that we ALL were NOT going to the Mass Games….David, the tour leader’s bus load would go tonight and Hilda’s bus load (that’s me) would go tomorrow. That suited me just fine. Jerry had been on the tour leader’s bus so he left while we were eating. We only had one key and he left his glasses at the table. I stopped at the front desk, got him a key and jammed the lock with it so he could enter if I was asleep. I left a note for him outside the door, put his glasses in the bathroom and took advantage of the HOT water so I could shower, and wash out my underwear and socks.
We leave at 7 am for breakfast so I have to get to sleep. It is Saturday night and I have to stay up late to see the Mass Games tomorrow.