It is nice to be home, if only for a week before we go back to Asia again for the Indian Grand Prix. I want to like Korea, but the place we go us just not much fun, and people do not seem to much care whether we are there or not, which is always a bad sign. We have decided that next year we will stay in a different city and take the pain of additional travel to see if we can have a better experience. To be brutally honest, most of the F1 circus has given up on Korea. There was a decent crowd on Sunday, which was something, but the paddock was a desert, the Paddock Club was quieter than a church on a Tuesday, and for those who could get away quickly on Sunday, the rush to get up to Incheon after the race was almost unseemly. The departure lounge was a popular place to be.
From a personal point of view, the pain of a dying computer is never much fun particularly if you are an Apple user in the land of Samsung, but I got through the Grand Prix weekend despite the computer grief thanks to the help of the good folks of F1 notably the FIA’s computer whizz Chris Bentley, otherwise known as “The Dr, who understands computers and has workarounds for workarounds. Matteo Bonciani and the Press Office people were very helpful too. Everything came out on time although that did involve writing several thousand words on an iPhone, which was a brain-aching experience which is best avoided. It is all part of the fun and before long I’ll be saying “D’you remember that time if Korea when I tipped coffee into the back of my computer?” And we’ll have a good laugh.
The journey home was not so bad. A taxi to the train station. The cabbies in Mokpo at least understand that instruction, although we did have it written down as well to make sure. The train to the impressive Gwangmyeong Station was long but easy. The bus to the airport was painless. We waited half an hour to check in and then most of the gold card holders found themselves upgraded, which was a joy as the A380 is a great plane. It took me three whole minutes to find the required replacement machine in Dubai duty free although they did not have the adaptors one needs to get the latest Macs to connect to the old ones. Still I was able to a Qwerty keyboard, which is next to impossible in France where they are still using the Azerty.
By this evening life will be back to normal – if indeed one has a normal life as an F1 reporter. I will then take a look at the jibber-jabber of recent days and see if we can extract any sense from it all…