Air travel has become so common that traversing miles of air distance
hardly evokes the awe and wonder of a previous age. I remember getting
into Seoul's Gimpo (formerly Kimpo) Airport long ago when the place
invariably and without apology exuded the spicy aroma of kim chee land.
Less obtrusive but also assertive of its local uniqueness was Haneda in
Tokyo, and Hongqiao in Shanghai. Now, Seoul international is in Incheon,
Tokyo's is in Narita, and Shanghai's is in Pudong.
Incheon's
global ambience has become so blandly unobtrusive that the only whiff of
kim chee one gasps is in what emanates from the kim chee plate at the
kiosk, its scent sucked quickly into the ventilation system that drives
the distinctive aroma away from those who take offense from the
odiferous offering!
In 1965, we sailed from Manila to San
Francisco in one of the President Lines' ships and the voyage took 20
days. It took only 10 actual flying time to travel from Shenyang to
Honolulu via Incheon. When we sailed, the diversity in the passenger
manifest showed American students who came to Asia for summer,We are one
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in Chennai India. while the Asian students were heading to schools and
universities for the fall. Being the last voyage before the fall
semester, the sea lanes heard many student songs.
The polyglot
at the airports was just as noticeable even in the regional hub of
Shenyang. Ethnic diversity among flyers is a reality in all of the hubs
with the only difference being the ethnicity of the terminal's vendors
who tend to be predominantly local. Waiting for my connecting flight in
Incheon, the family on my left spoke various shades of Pinoy while the
African couple on my right spoke French. Directly in front were
sub-Asians of Urdu and Tamil tongues, and the ones behind spoke Arabic.
My plane seatmates onward to Honolulu claimed to speak primarily
Guangdonghua!
Unless one takes the mid-Pacific route to America
via Guam, Saipan passengers connect through Incheon or Narita for the
arctic route to the continent. We had a few Chamorro hafa tots running
around our terminal wing.
On board Korean Air, stewards and
stewardesses clothed their service with hospitable and gracious smiles,
in stark contrast to the cold precision of disciplined efficiency often
cadenced on airlines of our familiarity from the West. Korean Air
prepared us for the Aloha ways of the land of the rainbow connection in
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The Hangguel saram (Koreans) constitute a substantial portion of the
Hawaiian population, and they no longer need to have a visa before
alighting on a flight to the United States.
The fast track down
O'ahu way is a bit schizoid, following the demand of punctuality that
contemporary Western commercial style requires in time and attire with
the laidback coconut time of the islands that tend to wait for the fruit
to ripen before it falls. The image of tranquility in paradise after
all is that of a surfer on firm foothold in the hollow of a wave as it
crashes on the beach and the surfer avoids tumbling into the shore.
Tranquility in the Pacific is hardly without tension. It is rather about
standing at the pivot point of the yin-yang while it swirls to balance
life's natural contradictions.
In a nation that had turned
Reagan's lighthearted “trust and verify” advice to the solemn and
serious “suspect,Professionals with the job title Mold Maker
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of our familiar has become a state under siege by phantom elements that
people official (a close associate works for Corrections and his eyes
blazes with suspicion) and fear brainwashed citizens'
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We are on the hula palm sway to visit
92-year-old mother convalescing at a nursing home after a fall in the
fall. Having caught a cough in the prolonged cold of winter up Dong Bei
(Manchuria) way whose carbon-laden skies had seen blue only twice in the
last 30 days, we self-quarantined ourselves from visiting the nursing
home so as not to expose the residents to additional possible intruders
now that the flu has been seen to be rampant across the country.
Mother's attending physician exuded gratitude upon learning of our
intermediate decision.
Mother Nature is not as tranquil. The
overcast sky above the famed Ala Moana skyline (taken from the Pagoda
Hotel where CNMI medical referrals are usually billeted) has yet to
clear since we arrived. Hearing of the tornado watches and path
wreckages in the Midwest, along with the rain undrained in unabated
floods elsewhere, and the droughts where a drop of rain could sustain
life heading toward oblivion, makes us wonder if Gaia has reached her
nerves' end.
On two occasions, tornadoes have ripped through the
Daiki Corp. steel manufacturing plant that employs more than 90 people
in this small community. Both times,We have become one of the worlds
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The
sprawling facility won't be reopening anytime soon after the storm that
hit Wednesday, however: Most of it has been reduced to a pile of
rubble, little more than mangled beams and twisted steel. The first
time, in 2002, a tornado tossed the roof into the parking lot.
Ventilation fans, ductwork and wiring were torn away.
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