I want to discuss some afterthoughts from my return home in a separate post. But for now, the story of my return to Seoul.
I had a good flight. The aircraft used today was HL7428, the newer of Asiana's two all-passenger 747s, and the very plane which occasionally flies South Korea's President (it flew 2MB to Moscow a month ago). It had been retrofitted with video-on-demand and cutting-edge Rockwell air show, so I really enjoyed my experience, added by my particular seat which had plenty of legroom. I spent time watching the New York Philharmonic visit to Pyongyang all over again, as well as Celine Dion's A New Day, wrapping up with a few short subjects and hours and hours of music.
There was a mechanical delay of over an hour, however, and it was a frustrating wait. At least I had no connections; dozens of Southeast Asia-bound passengers ended up missing their connections.
The routing of the flight was quite unusual. When I cross the Pacific, usually I stay over water from San Francisco until hitting some part of Honshu, Japan; the only "land" I see, if ever, is southwestern Alaska. But today, I stayed much farther north, flying right over Anchorage and Nome, entering Russia over the Diomedes, then flying well north of Kamchatka and along the north shore of Sea of Okhotsk before cutting across Sakhalin to enter South Korea near Dokdo. My guess also is that the Japanese air traffic control never had my flight in its area today; all my flying today was done over US and Russian sectors (maybe except the Pacific coast of British Columbia), and over Sea of Japan, I was closer to North Korea and probably under North Korean air traffic control. (Yes, South Korean aircraft are allowed in North Korean control areas - while US aircraft are not.)
Here are a few photos from my journey today.




I will say this again: I had never imagined saying I'd rather be in Seoul than in Los Angeles, but that's how I feel tonight. More on this in the next post.