Some airports…

This is got to be the busiest airport I have ever been to… and the smells are nothing like I have ever smelled.  This was a very interesting experience.  Not to mention that my flight out was delayed by six hour; six of which I’ve spent standing, trying not to fall asleep, in a crowd of a few hundred likeminded individuals.  Chinese push and get *through* you, not around you; and they never “politely wait” but plunge right into the direction they are pulled into by the announcements.  Keep in mind that those intercom messages are in Chinese and I understand not a word.  Oh, but there is an Engrish version which is just that… ENGRISH.  I no understand nothing.  I just watch the crowd of people who are waiting for the same flight and watch them move to a different gate so I do as well; and then again yet another gate…  So do I.  The airport security passes out water in plastic cups but I know better than that!  Make me wait?  OK!  Poison me while you’re at it?  No, thank you.

I do manage a few minutes outside for a smoke.  Had I known it’s a 6-hour delay I’d stay here longer, never mind the stuffy air and overly high number of pushy people.

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Same as in Japan, the ashtrays are huge and have water inside.  Nice!

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Yeah, this is the crowd I’m talking about.  All of us are waiting for the same flight.  I took this photo about 3 hours into the wait—most people are just waiting patiently, standing, some are sitting down.  It’s a first-grab-first-there mentality.  You’re 100 years old? Ah, fuck you!  I got here first!  LOL

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Yes, I think the Beijing airport, for me, has the claim of the worst-managed airport I have been to.  Just fucking terrible.  Alas, such are the hurdles we need to overcome and I will know better next time.  Bring a flask or something.  Get a drink.  Nope, I am stone-cold-sober, enduring 6 hours of standing without knowing how long I have to stand for.  And, just as I am about to give up and just lay down for a nap on the floor [not the 12-hour time difference] they call for us to pile into the busses.  AHA!  Well, wait 45 more minutes and we’re good.

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