Couldn’t find a more jet fuel fume-choked, isolated, PITA location for us to pick-up buses into the city? No, didn’t think so.
And today we have a Chinese Party Official kindly demonstrating a grade-A arrogant passenger freak show, when he misses his flight. You don’t want to miss this. It gets good at 1:33. And I LOVE the wife’s “help” at 3:45.
And no place in the world has a prayer against the perfection of the ice catered in Tokyo.
It’s almost supernaturally perfect, no?
A few minutes later I passed a middle-aged man in a generous white beard and a fine tweed suit. A rich orange turban topped his head. Oh, and a teeny tiny shih tzu.
At JFK I just saw, for the first time ever, a woman authentically dressed in full kimono. She was just going about her business, with a couple of Western dressed family members. It was incredibly beautiful.