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I haven't been to this airport in years!!  I forgot how huge and busy it is!!  We got off the plane in terminal number I don't even know.  We collected our luggage and tried to figure out where to go.

Finally Found the Terminal

Someone from KLACUSA, in a yellow shirt, was to meet us at baggage claim.  We found an information center and asked a very nice lady for help  We needed to get to the Tom Bradley international Terminal.  She told us to go to the double doors, make a right, avoid the shuttle, walk about 10 minutes, follow the signs, go into the building, take the elevator up to the 3rd floor and we'd be at the right spot.

We took off.  Out the double doors and walked for what felt like 10 minutes.  To our left was traffic, to our right were departure/arrival doors.  We, rather I, did not see a sign for Tom Bradley.  Thinking we had missed it-and following other people-we walked into terminal number i don't even know.

There was a heated argument taking place between a traveler and an airport employee.  I tried to wait for it to let up so I could ask where we were going but it was lasting too long, and getting louder.

We walked to the next entrance and asked if we were headed in the right direction.  We were told to stay on the sidewalk, walk about 5 more minutes and we'd run into the terminal.  And eventually we did.

We rushed into the building, were directed to the far left, got on the elevator and went up to the 3rd floor.

When the door opened, apparent chaos was before us.  We did not know which way to go.  No yellow shirts in sight.  Time is ticking and frustration is mounting.

We turned to the row on our immediate left.  There are ticketing counters on either side of the row, probably 30 total.  Lines were long, people had tons of luggage and boxes.  Numerous languages being spoken, and no Asiana ticket counter in sight.

We go back to the starting point and realize there are more ticket counters to our left.  We rushed to the next row, no Asiana ticket counter. UGH!!!!

Back to the starting point again, and discovered yet another row of counters.  As we approached the row we were stopped by a Yellow Shirt!  Yes!!  We were in the right place.  Her name was Mrs. Kim.  She is a Korean Language teacher that would be on the flight with the students.  Naysia was given a name badge and we were told to go to the last ticket counter on the left to check in.  When we got to the row there was another chaparone that had specific information to be written on the luggage badge.  She presented her passport, got it back~~and her plane ticket.

All students were to wait near the food court until 10:30pm.  At that time they would all go thru security together.
We have 30 minutes to enjoy each others company.  I sure wish I were going along.