It ain�t the PRC,that�s what! =P
Got back late from the Club last night and promptly went to bed. My flight to SZX was leaving PEK at 0915 the next morning.
That means leaving at 0715 to get to the airport and then another hour for check in.
Soooo….I did wake up at 0600 (if you know me, you know what a stretch THAT was) and I did leave the hotel at, urmmmm, 0730.
Since all the Hyatt has is the big black cabs, it was 120 RMB to PEK. Seems that they dun allow the cool (cheaper) red cabs there. Annoying, ain�t it?
Since I was booked on a domestic flight, I didn�t have to go through passport control. I get to do that at Lo Wu after I pick up my jacket.
Finding the gate was a challenge. At first it was easy enough since it�s printed on the boarding pass. No problemo, right?
WRONG! Last minute gate change. But no english announcement over the PA. I figured it all out when I saw the woman with a bullhorn wearing a placard with my flight number on it.
When I got to the gate, it wasn�t really a gate. Instead, it was a big corral where there was a BIG queue (hence the title of this post), they took my boarding pass and motioned to get on a bus.
A boarding pass to get on a basi? Are we driving to SZX?
Nope. The plane was over near the old airport. But that was far too. It almost seemed like the plane was parked past the sixth ring road.
And guess what, airstairs! Did I mention how bloody cold it is outside? Sorry, no pictures. Unlike Japan, frequent picture taking is frowned upon and remember where I am please!
So I�m on an Air China 777 waaaaaay in the back. At least I�m near the bathroom.
Here�s a picture of what passes for �breakfast� . At least no one is smoking in the bathroom like the last time I flew Air China a few years back.
Now the challenge is to get from SZX to Lo Wu Commerical City without too much grief. Of course, when the red monster is tipping the scales at 21 kilos, that alone is grief…
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