(On the plane to Seoul)

It's an experience listening to Kings of Convenience on the in-flight entertainment system while looking out of the window at the curves of an island and bunchy clouds below. Like how William's sister told him to "listen to Tommy with a candle burning and you will see your entire future" in Almost Famous.

I've switched to McFly. I highly recommend them if you want Happy Music, because I am now very happy. They only sing about a) getting the girl b) losing the girl c) being unable to get the girl. At this time I love their limited nature.

It's nearly lunchtime; we'll be landing in Seoul in a vague number of hours. For the time being, I shall play KrisFlyer junkie and plan which fantastic movies I am going to watch before all this flying is done. Han and I got all excited to spy Topher Grace on the cover of one of those KrisWorld brocheres in the airport earlier.

I tried to lend my mum my iPod but she fell asleep three seconds into Into the West and says Spanish music gives her terrible headaches.

(2046? A Very Long Engagement? Lemony Snicket? Merchant of Venice? The Aviator? The Phantom of the Opera? Hotel Rwanda? The Sea Inside? Yes, it shall take that order.)