Train Seat Courtesy
After clearing the immigration counters at the Incheon International Airport (rated the best airport in the world by the Airports Council International from 2006-2008, sorry I couldn’t resist dropping that bit of trivia), our next hurdle was finding the A’REX train which will take us to Seoul. Thankfully, we were able to find our way to the train platform with the help of some good souls.
The coach was very clean, almost sterile even, and there were many vacant seats left. I chose to occupy the cluster of three seats located towards the end of the car and proceeded to make sense of the map of downtown Seoul that we picked up at the Airport’s information counter. Maybe I was so engrossed with the map that I didn’t notice that the coach was getting full already. And not a single one was occupying the seats next to mine. I caught an elderly man who was sitting directly opposite to me making covert glances and I suddenly realized that, gasp! I was occupying courtesy seats reserved for the elderly and pregnant passengers!
Of course, my tummy could easily pass for a pregnant woman’s and my uric acid levels can match that of a gereatric’s, but no excuses! I just hope no one took a video of my err, discourteous behavior. And thank goodness, this was not the fine city of Singapore. Singaporeans are allegedly not very forgiving of this kind of passenger behavior and are prone to employing shame campaigns by taking videos and photos and posting them online.
Ang Tsinelas ni GP
A very bleak weather greeted us during our first day in Seoul. And much to our dismay, the weather did not improve much during our entire stay. We wondered if this was why we got our Cebu Pacific tickets at a dirt-cheap price. We did not let this dampen our enthusiasm though. So we toured the rain-soaked city just the same, with me all clad in my old trusty tsinelas.
At first, I thought that wearing slippers was going to be a very wise decision. Inaalala ko lang naman kasi ang kapakanan ng mga kasama ko. I mean, I didn’t want to risk my shoes getting wet, wearing them all day and finally taking them off and finding that they have transformed into a Weapon of Mass Destruction (WMD). But I would regret this decision the very moment I stepped out of our hotel. Pootek, bumabagyo na at lahat pero kontodo porma pa rin ang mga Koreano! Sa subway man, sa bus o sa kalsada. Everyone was dressed to the nines. Believe it or not, I only saw two Koreans wearing flip-flops that whole day. My poor toes have never felt so exposed, lol!