I have around ten plane rides scheduled until November, and this morning's clearly wasn't one of them. But it's what you're supposed to do when you're not taking the September boards, and your dad called to say he had an episode of hematemesis, which is really code for "something's been fucking with my esophageal varices again" (and that something, you find out, is partly due to his self-medicating and, as my brother put it, lack of "sense of self-preservation"). So I'm back in the city--will miss my last scheduled "Rak of Aegis" trip on Saturday to see Vince Lim, Joann Co and Tricia Amper-Jimenez, as well as the launch of "Maximum Volume 2" on Friday--and those guys up there are keeping me company.
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NAIA as it is is not very spotter-friendly. The best it has for people like us is the domestic wing of Terminal 2, which offers pleasant views of the runway activity down 6/24. Surprise, surprise: This place apparently exists in Terminal 3. It's not much, but it does the trick.
Instructions: Go to Level 4, the floor with restaurants, accessible to everyone. Facing airside, head left until you reach the Wings transit lounge. To the right, you'll see an empty hall, which would appear closed off by the glass wall. Walk to the very end; the glass wall ends and you can enter the place. The windows are nice, but I do wish you could turn the lights off at night.
All Nippon Airways Boeing 787-8 to Tokyo-Narita.
Cathay Pacific A330-300 to Hong Kong; Terminal 2 in the distance.
Delta Airlines Boeing 747-400 to Tokyo-Narita; Cathay Pacific A330 to HK.
ANA Boeing 787-8 to Narita; Singapore Airlines Boeing 777-200ER to where else.
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Sunday afternoon, we saw Red Turnip Theater's "Tribes." What a beautiful--and judging by the attendance, atrociously underseen--show.
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