Before I knew it I had reached Japan. The flight was so short there was no bibimbap on the plane like before. But that's okay I at least got a cup of yogurt and a cup of water in some sort of applesauce-like container, as I barely watched part of some Japanese movie. It was as comfortable and the flight attendants were just as charming and helpful as the flight before. I never realized what a luxury flying Korean Air could be.

The pilot announced in three different languages that we had arrived at Fukuoka Airport (FUK) and then it finally dawned on me... I'm in Japan.