There’s a free internet cafe, which is wonderful. The other internet cafe charges $1.00 per 10 minutes!
Leaving NAIA makes me pine for the new airport. The airconditioning was barely working; immigration officer was fidgeting and perspiring profusely. Everyone was sweating heavily, actually. An American threw afit while we were all waiting in line for our departure stamps; apparently a Korean was standing too close to him in the line. The American bellowed for security; security shrugged, then whisked him away -ahead of everyone else. Mustsay I admired the Korean, who didn’t stand down, and placidly informed the American he had no right to complain. Korean seemed upset, though, that the American, to shut him up, was moved up ahead of everyone else.
Irritating thing is that the smoking lounge is now limited to one restaurant at NAIA which, of course, was closed. The regular smoking lounges have been closed ever since the U.S. government instituted a new regulation that lighters are forbidden on flights going to the U.S.A. Why this should affect smoking lounges for passengers not necessarily destined to end up in the U.S.A. seems the usual slavish behavior towards Uncle Sam.
It’s a delight to leave on a flight bound for an Asian country and not on a direct flight to the U.S.A. You have to undergo less of an ordeal, security-wise. Arriving in Korea, the security is tight (no metal knives during dinner on the flight; and during breakfast here in the airport, no metal knife, either, although oddly enough, a metal butter knife was provided -surely this could be equally menacing in determined hands?). Korean bacon is less fatty and salty than ours.
Extremely welcome development. Smoking lounges galore! And extremely well-ventilated, at that. Five more hours to kill, before departing for Washington, D.C.