Of Air Travel, Avalanche Warnings, and Octopus Salad
Whether it is in the front of the plane or in the back, on the lower or the upper deck, air travel takes one to amazing places, and from the 32°C afternoon highs of Bangkok in January, it is pretty amazing to take a short flight and be faced with this daunting sign:
But despite the warning, I pointed my skis downhill and set off.
Air travel would take me again, six weeks later, to the snow country, where I ducked under a rope and found acres of untouched powder. Not a bad way to spend a March afternoon.
Air travel can also take one to visit family, and I had a lovely visit to Niagara Falls earlier this month.
The panda hat made its way by air travel from Beijing to Canada, with a few stops along the way, and it served its purpose on this cold spring day.
Air travel also brings one to the finest restaurants in the world. If you are looking for octopus salad, I have found a place in a small seaside village, not far from Seoul, that prepares an exemplary version of this dish. No pretensions, just a bed of fresh vegetables, and an octopus, cut to size.