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third in line next to O'Hare and hell, in that order. They do it on purpose,
too, I can tell. . . I had a six or seven month, I mean hour, layover to
catch a 45 minute flight to Nagoya, my home for the next week. I was assigned
to the upper deck on this 747, too, but this one was a JAL and the whole
airplane was economy class, i.e. a kazillion people stacked horizontally
including the cargo section. I was met at the Nagoya airport by Cathe Felker,
a Boeing employee who lives over here and, refreshingly, speaks English!
She was there strictly as a friendly gesture to help me through money exchange
and catch a taxi. What a cool lady. I'll be working with her this week,
which is a very nice thing. The taxi trip was an E ride. They drive on the
wrong side of the car AND the wrong side of the street and play chicken
all the way! I arrived at the hotel with white knuckles and white face.
(I recovered when I spotted a blue Lambo Diablo and a black Ferrari F355
Spider parked in front, tho. Ooooo-yah!! Only thing I was lacking at that
point was, "the pink slip, Daddy!") The guy I am doing this audit
with, Dave, met me in front of the hotel. Wow, was it nice to see a familiar
face! I got all checked in and settled down and rested. (The Hilton is really
plush. Big fat towels, hot water, you name it. But. . . once again. . .
the warning label on the hair dryer: Do not use while bathing or place in
water. What could possibly have generated that note?! Come on, tell me!
You know who you are!) Anyway, Dave and I met again this AM for the 9-1-1
Sunday special (no sashimi). We have convinced ourselves that we will see
each other through this thing and somehow survive it. Today, we are pouring
through reams and reams of documents. . . We will visit four MHI plants
altogether, here and in Komaki, Tobishima and Hiroshima. On a more personal level, I have to switch mental gears being here in Japan. After Korea, I feel like I am in enemy territory. I want to throttle these people and give them a serious ass-chewing and slap them upside the head for invading my buddies in Korea two generations ago! It's pretty weird. Well, if I have time in the next week, I will write more. Bye for now. Love, Me P.S. Some of you have suggested that I quit my day job and just write. Puh-leeez! Do you know the work that is involved in maintaining this schizophrenia?! And not only that, keep in mind that it is McDD/Boeing that are responsible for my insanity. What would I do for material without them, hmmmmm?! |
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