We took pictures because pictures are a must, and we went to sector D.

Saying goodbye to the family was both short and long. I'll be nice and not tell here who all shed a tear for me, or if I shed one too. After the long, not-so-long goodbye, we kept waving at each other as I went through security check, waving even as the whole airport was watching. 

  The security check went without any problems and I even managed to make a few of the staff laugh thanks to the computer mouse I had stored in my RAMA box, which was naturally lactose-free. So instead of electronic appliances, RAMA was running on the conveyor belt laughing at everyone. My nightmare of when everything starts beeping around you thankfully didn't come true, so I passed through the detection frame and past the dangerous-looking people with blue gloves on, ready to sniff you out from head to toe. Much faster than the security check we passed the airport shops, as the prices were frankly more terrifying than the people with gloves. 

Then we just boarded the plane. My experience of flying on the plane was amazing and the 16hrs on the plane flew by like a mosquito you try to kill. That means fast.

With the first step, the plane greeted me with relaxing Asian music drifting through the space. I smiled as I found my seat, which I had begged from the almighty himself, and which was not by the toilet.  (I didn't get my seat ticket until I was seated.) Then my seatmate boarded, and I realized at that moment that I had won the lottery. The seat next to me was open, so I could stretch out across the two window seats.  But most importantly, my roommate was even more amazing than the space next to me. 

She was a young lady who was born in Taiwan and then moved to the US as a child. She then travelled halfway across Europe and now lives in Vienna. Moreover, she was working on a project that included the Czech Republic or the Moravian region, so I was glad that when I said her that I live in the Czech Republic I didn't have to explain in a complicated way what it was and that it had been a few years since we were not Czechoslovakia.

  My roommate was chatty, honest and incredibly fun to be with. We were learning each other's languages, so I taught her Czech and she taught me Taiwanese phrases, which she said would charm everyone. 

  At the beginning of the flight, her water bottle even loudly exploded and scared the whole section of the plane so much that they all thought they had a terrorist on board. They said no such thing, but their faces spoke volumes. The rolled eyes, the horrified expressions, the last wishes up there, you know.

Hao Hao Chi translated as it's delicious. A phrase guaranteed to get compliments from everyone in Taiwan especially when food is a topic that takes the top spot on the list of most popular conversation topics here.

The evening came rather quickly, mainly due to the fact that we sailed through one time zone after another. I didn't sleep and neither did my roommate, she worked all night on things my brain couldn't comprehend and when I asked her later what the scary thing on her computer was, she shared that she was creating something like her biological Wikipedia all interconnected like a spider web in your toilet. She said she wanted to record all her knowledge there. 

The whole plane, after it got dark outside, was asleep and I felt like I was on a spaceship where all the passengers were either dead or artificially hibernating and I was left alive with a hacker at my side. When you looked out the window you saw places where the world below you glowed with thousands of city lights and places, mostly in Pakistan, where you were floating through a lifeless black hole. 

The temperature in the plane dropped and even though the circumstances forced you to sleep, you couldn't fall asleep.  All in all, I slept for an hour. Thanks to the time zone the night didn't last long, and with the sun stretching its early rays through the plane windows, all the corpses began to come to life. An hour later we got another meal.