He gets angry and insists that he come with you to cash more travelers cheques. A palpable tension marks the remainder of the drive to the airport. He refuses to give you control of your luggage upon arrival until you pay him in full. You cash more travelers cheques at the terminal, thrust the fare at him, take your luggage cart and angrily storm away to brood for two hours until your flight to Ulsan leaves.

The two hours pass in a slow simmer as you stalk about the airport with an ever-growing rage.

When the time comes to board the plane, you push your way to the front of the crowd to get on the plane first. People look at you with undisguised disdain, but you don't care. All you want is to get on the plane and be done with traveling for the day.

Once on board, you take your seat on the aisle. Soon, a middle aged Korean business man reeking of alcohol takes the window seat next to you. Immediately, he opens his newspaper, rustling it loudly and taking up a good portion of your seat space as well as his own. He constantly clears his throat in a loud, hacking-up-a-hamster sort of way, and your anger grows to immense proportions.

After one exceedingly drawn-out throat clearing, you can take it no more. You grab his newspaper from him, yelling at him in an expletive filled tirade to, "stop with the @%$#& mucus!" and "sober the @%$& up!"

He has no idea what you are saying, only that you are clearly attacking him. He uses his knowledge of Taekwondo to defend himself, but due to his drunken state, underestimates both your closeness and his strength. The quick blow to your neck crushes your windpipe and you die a choking, angry death.

The adventure is over.

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