The Journey

Well the journey.  This is an account of the travelling to Korea.

So I set off somewhere close to 3am GMT with two of my friends in the car with me, unfortunately for me they had to be plane freaks, but it wasn't too bad at least they could tell me a bit about what to expect.

The flight from there to Munich was pretty standard really, very short and the only thing of any note was that it was snowing on arrival, but it really didn't affect anything.  I had a beer in Munuch, not bad, a wee bit pricy, but that's to be expected.  Then shortly (on the scale of things) after that I got on the plane to Korea.

The flight was very long and boring as you may expect, roughly 9 and a half hours.  Nothing of note there, just very uncomftable and every so often the guy in front of me would slam his seat back so that it was basically in my face. 

Landed in Seoul only to be told rather than continuing on on the same plane as we had been told we would, I had to change, bastards.  I rushed, cut through queues and barged my way through the airport, but it was okay in the end.

Got to Busan an hour or so later and had to wait around for a while to be picked up.  But generally I can say that it was a fairly uneventful journey, which is exactly what I want from one which was so long.