Last Notes From Korea....
... until the next time.
It's difficult to imagine life in one of these blocks...
... however colourful.
Back in Incheon, before catching a flight home, we retraced our steps to the National Museum of Aviation. The models were superb and there was on display a wealth of very early aviation literature from around the world.
American aircraft, especially of the early to middle 20thC, featured prominently. In the USA, a flying school was set up solely for the training of Korean pilots. We were pushed for time, and I wasn't able to take proper note of the exhibit commentaries, but there's a fascinating history to absorb, in time.
The J-1 was only half-covered, and though giving the impression that aircraft construction was rudimentary in its adolescent years, it belies the fact that the science of aeronautics was then already extraordinarily sophisticated.
This Nieuport would be an especially colourful subject for a scale model...
... though the lozenge pattern would require patience.
A Caudron G3 was very smartly turned out.
And for old-time's sake, an L4 'Grasshopper' - one of the nicest aircraft I've ever flown.
Unsurprisingly, Incheon Airport is, much like most other major hubs around the world I've been through, vast, spotless, and easy to navigate.
Our Korean Air Boeing 777 was a lot quieter than Cathay's Airbus, and in steerage it gave us much more legroom. Between films - I watched six over the course of the 13½ hour flight - I checked on our progress via the aircraft's external cameras.
China and the Gobi Desert, Kyrgyzstan, Turkmenistan, Azerbaijan, all slipped under our wings before we followed the southern coastline of the Black Sea...
... and turned to pass over more familiar names - Romania, Slovakia, Czechia, and Germany.
Heathrow's runway 27R appeared out of the haze, and we were home.
Oh! I nearly forgot. For our last night in Incheon, we elected to forego the hotel's rather pedestrian and Westernised menu and slipped across the road to a family-run restaurant. It was everything you might imagine Korean food to be, and the best meal we'd had since we arrived twelve days ago.
Visitors to the city, take note.