taniayong

I never had the chance to post this! Sorry about the delay! I think it was written while I was on the plane or at the airport.

Salt Lake was a piece of cake - even with the increased security measures.

I was chosen to be one of the few random people that had to get their bags checked.

I've always found myself frustrated with those who complain about how much longer it takes to get through airport security. But, I must say that I was truly annoyed.
Hours of carefully packing your bags so that everything will fit in perfectly was marred in a matter of minutes. Having someone ravage through your personals is really quite embarrassing - even though there's no need to be (they go through stuff like that every day).

San Francisco was more like one of Starbucks' espresso brownies. While easily identifiable and neatly cut, it's uncomfortable to eat around others and takes a really long time to get through.
When I arrived at SFO, it was easy at first until terms from my junior high sociology class made me realize that I really was human. While I stood in line to check into Korean Airlines, dozens of Koreans surrounded me (Fight of Flight Syndrome). The desire to flee definitely filled my head especially after my sad departure from family in Salt Lake.

Well, I didn't flee.

I'm sitting at gate A6 of the International Terminal @ SFO looking at the view from behind the glass.

I'm calm now.