This is not your captain speaking FLIGHT: SEOUL Kimchi Tales
t is not just having a mother, who has lately taken up great interest in watching South Korean Teledramas, and repeats every dialog of“Park Gae In”by heart, makes the journey to Seoul appealing. The futuristic city is a vibrant place to be. It is extremely clean and consists of an array of International shopping precincts.The main Gangnam district boasts of a luxurious lifestyle where the crew hotel happens to be located as well. Around this area there is an array of restaurants serving Korean delicacies; Galbi, Chapche of course along with the all famous condiment Kimchi at all times. Most of all the flight itself is long, but not that hectic.
Amongst the rich and famous who travels in first class, there are always the proud first timers who desperately try to outshine neighbouring pro travellers, by being authoritarian towards the poor airhostess. Inevitably the airhostess’ spot these beginners of royal travel by their choices of wine & dine (order anything & everything despite their appetite).There was a group of people who seemed to have met the criteria.They all seemed to be following the lead of one young man whom they respected, either due to the fact he bought them the tickets, or either they were his fathers’ loyal subjects.They made sure to boast out loud on behalf of him; from the type of designer underwear the young man was wearing to the luxuries his family owned. Some of the airhostess’s desperately waiting for a big rock, regardless of his table etiquettes found the entire trumpet blowing sweet as honey. Surprisingly it didn’t take long for the rumour to spread that a rich prince is onboard.
After a few bottles of Dom
A prince or not it is not a pleasant sight to see an overly proportioned man skipping about in the cabin to PSY’s tunes!
Pérignon, the mastermind of the group starts promoting the young man’s’ wealth to the airhostess’ and declares him to be an actual prince from a far geographical location. Amongst the interested bachelorettes, there was one who never got anything but an A+ for geography and inter- national political history back in her days in university (which wouldn’t have been too far behind). Forgetting that she’s in conversation with someone who is intoxicated, she blurts out loud“Isn’t it a republic? I
thought the last Monarchy ended in 1800?”There are two subjects you don’t discuss with high passengers on board (not even with a 100 % sober person); sports & politics. The disgruntled advocate gives a loathsome look to this airhostess, and says “He’s a prince and let’s keep it at that!” Disappointed, and having no access to Ancestry.com the rest stopped the hunt, as the young man started jumping around the cabin with his i-pod to his favourite song (evidently Gangnam style). A prince or not it is not a pleasant sight to see an overly proportioned man skipping about in the cabin to PSY’s tunes!