Technically 4/28... I board the DL0171 MSP (Minneapolis Saint Paul) to ICN (Icheon Seoul) direct flight. I was ecstatic, as the flight had just been introduced at the beginning of the month, going directly from my hometown all the way to my soul town.... Seoul (well Incheon technically).
As a frequent flyer with Delta, I had been upgraded in the morning to an aisle seat. And then upgraded to Delta comfort PLUS (not sure if the plus is of any significance), upon boarding.

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So far, the trip was flawless.
The flight was impeccably smooth, with hardly any bumps (except the expected ones over Russia, China, and North Korea. There's always bumps there). I actually received my special, dairy-free, vegetarian meals.

Which is a rarity since so often times things get skewed in the ticketing process. And I had two seats all to myself.

All that was left was to sleep.
And sleep I did not.
Two glasses of sparkling wine and one glass of red in, I began cursing my parents for our long history of fantastic alcohol tolerance. Fearing the flight attendant handling all my drinks would start to judge me, I cut it off with six hours left to fly and enjoyed green tea and a few movies.
If your bored on a plane, fear not. Here are a few recommendations:
1. The Return of Mary Poppins
Fantastic movie. Great rewind. Gonna be honest I didn't really pay attention. But it was great when I did and fantastic for background sound.
2. Ralph Breaks the Internet
Although the beginning is a bit lacking, it really picks up at (of all things) a scene containing all of the Disney princesses. I found myself grinning as Disney Pixar pokes fun at it's most popular characters across history.
3. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone... But in Korean
You will not regret this.
4. I Feel Pretty
Just a random choice of movies, Amy Schumacher blows it away with this halariously awkward take on real life events that leaves you feeling a little bit more beautiful inside.

I grow impatient as hours turn into minutes, and suddenly we're putting our trays and seats in the upright positions. I am nearly shaking like a happy Chihuahua as I message my arrival details to Mingyu over Kakaotalk. It had been over three months since I had last seen my mans, and I could hardly wait.
I sped walk through customs and immigration faster than any Olympic Speed Walker from China you have ever seen. I made a pitstop in the bathroom to freshen up while waiting for my luggage.
By the way, if you ever need deodorant but it isn't accessible. Paper towel + soap.
Still luggage-less (and having war traumas from the last time) I called Mingyu to spare the time. He was waiting just on the other side of the wall. It felt like the 80s in Berlin.
"Your quest is to find me." He announced.
"Where?"
"In the bathroom."
"Then I can't find you."
"In girl bathroom."
".... No you can't do that."
"Then I will run from you."

Finally my bags came. Like twin sisters being born. I caught them, handed off my customs declarations and bursts passed the doors.
I scanned the crowd of friends and family members, looking for their counterparts. I was confused as I was failing to see my Dorito shaped boyfriend (wide shoulders, slim waistline).
Oh, my god. He's actually hiding.
I veered right, continuing to search for him. Suddenly, out comes this handsome fellow from behind an advertising board, arms spread out like Jesus in the second coming.
Words fail me and all I can manage is a pitchy squeal as I throw my arms around him, going airborne for a moment as he rocks back and catches me.
My bags, with their amazingly smoothe rolling abilities, are escaping on their own. And we have to part in order to track all three suitcases down. I can't stop smiling as we make our way to the convenient store to fill my t card. I'm ecstatic to be using the language again. But it is a bit like jumping into a cold pool with both feet first.