Some outskirts of Seoul
When I boarded the plane for Okinawa it was my first time I started to behave like a real male pig. I had to pick on one stewardess, I really had to. You know the creep pick-up line 'Have we met before?', it worked perfectly. She did remember me. From the flight from Seoul. While I was drinking she went to Sapporo, came back (just for me, to be sure) and we happily went together to Okinawa. Dreams apart, she was really professional, I could enjoy her cute smile all the time, but it was clear that she was sort of scared of me. I was not rude and I felt bad, but it was a good lesson for me. Because I was going to Okinawa.
Today I went out only to buy more alcohol.