Korea’s Incheon International Airport is stunningly beautiful. It is somewhat reminiscent of Washington/Dulles in it’s draped ceiling and out-angled glass walls; but that resemblance is only in passing. There is marble. There is wood. There is metal. There is beauty in details.

The escalators lying dormant are just that, waiting to continue their progress upon your approach, not in disrepair as I am trained to expect. This leaves many Americans standing confused near the top, stymied into thinking that the immobility harkens to disallowed areas. May Koreans walk by and glide down effortlessly, slight looks of pity directed towards the people of the most powerful nation on Earth.

The jetways at Incheon have clear glass sides. In the fog, this gives the impression of walking normally, just simply seven meters in the air.

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