Our Taiwanese transfer is long enough to sleep, but too short to leave the airport. Thankfully, Air China has a transfer lounge with comfortable couches near our gate. I set my alarm, and miraculously pass out for around 6 hours, only to awake and board the plane after brushing my teeth and packing up my makeshift bedding composed of a sweatshirt blanket and jean pillow. The lounge has a shower, and I deeply regret not awaking fifteen minutes earlier to use it.
Our flight back to Korea departs and lands on time, despite a typhoon raging a few hundred miles to the west. Our next stop, that is to say my dad and my next stop, is Beijing and we watch as flight after flight to China gets canceled. We already have our tickets, but the layover here, too is not long enough to leave the Incheon Airport. We pass the day at a cafe near check-in, watching Netflix, having lunch, and hanging out as a family. As our flights approach, my mother gets more anxious and mournful that we we’ll be parting ways, and as much of a headache as our travels together have been, neither of us regrets the two weeks we’ve had together.
Victor Bernabei is just another millenial travel blogger. But here's the twist: He isn't a millenial! His goal is to see as many countries as he can, and spread the message that the world is not as scary as the news wants you to believe, and that there is beauty in all people, places and things.