We didn't start the trip off very well -- on our way to the airport we hit a deer!
We were both fine, outside of some spilled coffee. The deer was not, and the truck did a good job of crumpling up dramatically. We did manage to limp in to the long-term parking at the airport -- just barely -- so we caught our flight on time.
Whew!
The rest of the trip was uneventful. The fifteen hours on the plane from Atlanta to Inchon was made bearable by a pretty decent selection of movies on the personal video screen -- and the more-than-decent Manhattans mixed by the flight attendant. We caught a shuttle bus to the hotel and they had a record of our reservations, so everything else was pretty uneventful. We're now comfortably installed in our hotel room.
1 comment:
Holy crap dudes! How big was that deer and more importantly, did you slice and cure it Missouri-style and store it in the bed of the truck? ;-)
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