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indigo_rose99The Japanese are so cute. All of their announcements are in Japanese and then English. Until it becomes time to board... Lots of Japanese, everyone but me stands up, and a woman walks around with a patchwork colored placard there is no chance I could read even if I was wearing my glasses.
I get in line with everyone else and wonder where my preferred boarding went. The placard lady gets in arms reach and I figure out that the words on the patches are the colors of the patches in a variety of attractive scripts (Sapphire, for example). Not so useful as they obviously think. Perhaps they are classes of service? My ticket is ticket-color (green and white). In hope (long line), I wave her down and point to my ticket and her sign.
She waved me through.
I never did hear an English boarding announcement. Perhaps I just missed it.
I get in line with everyone else and wonder where my preferred boarding went. The placard lady gets in arms reach and I figure out that the words on the patches are the colors of the patches in a variety of attractive scripts (Sapphire, for example). Not so useful as they obviously think. Perhaps they are classes of service? My ticket is ticket-color (green and white). In hope (long line), I wave her down and point to my ticket and her sign.
She waved me through.
I never did hear an English boarding announcement. Perhaps I just missed it.
