| nomad_teacher ( @ 2005-06-19 17:21:00 |
China Arrival. (june 19th 2005), posted much later.
It's been a month already... Where're the posts? Here's a few to be catching up with...
On the 19th of June I touched down in China, and lost about half a kilo in pure heat sweat in the first 15 minutes.
All told it was a pretty average flight. It had it's crappy bits, but overall was very bland. The first hop, From Dublin, Ireland to London Heathrow, England was over two hours late, meaning that instead of a casual stroll across the terminal I had a mad dash in search of check-in desks and shuttle buses, and made it to the gate only minutes before boarding.
I saw nothing from the air at all, being in aisle seats every step of the way. The route taken was a northern great loop, so we passed over Norway, Finland, Russia and Mongolia. Far enough north to show a pure white landscape (seascape?) for much of the flight.
The Beijing flight change was simpler, and more timely. With the aid of a few friendly folks from the flight I showed my visa, got stamped into the country, collected my luggage, and promptly checked it right back in again for the final short hop.
Shenyang arrivals were pretty straightforward. Off the plane, down the ramp and into baggage collections, where a small group of folks with my name on a page stood waiting. From touchdown in Shenyang, to exiting the car park took less than 12 minutes.
A quick round of name exchanging, a Korean style BBQ meal, and a good natured team effort to haul my 35 kilos of luggage up the 108 steps to my apartment later, and I was ready to collapse and sleep.
It's been a month already... Where're the posts? Here's a few to be catching up with...
On the 19th of June I touched down in China, and lost about half a kilo in pure heat sweat in the first 15 minutes.
All told it was a pretty average flight. It had it's crappy bits, but overall was very bland. The first hop, From Dublin, Ireland to London Heathrow, England was over two hours late, meaning that instead of a casual stroll across the terminal I had a mad dash in search of check-in desks and shuttle buses, and made it to the gate only minutes before boarding.
I saw nothing from the air at all, being in aisle seats every step of the way. The route taken was a northern great loop, so we passed over Norway, Finland, Russia and Mongolia. Far enough north to show a pure white landscape (seascape?) for much of the flight.
The Beijing flight change was simpler, and more timely. With the aid of a few friendly folks from the flight I showed my visa, got stamped into the country, collected my luggage, and promptly checked it right back in again for the final short hop.
Shenyang arrivals were pretty straightforward. Off the plane, down the ramp and into baggage collections, where a small group of folks with my name on a page stood waiting. From touchdown in Shenyang, to exiting the car park took less than 12 minutes.
A quick round of name exchanging, a Korean style BBQ meal, and a good natured team effort to haul my 35 kilos of luggage up the 108 steps to my apartment later, and I was ready to collapse and sleep.