Judy Garland Would Not Be Pleased

It finally arrived last week — the day that I was talked into going to the Aichi World Expo. It was pretty much the gratuitous line-fest that I had imagined: I had to wait 15 minutes to get on the "special electromagnetic train" (it was a train, and crowded to boot) to get to the expo site, an hour to get my bag rummaged through to get through the gates, 15 minutes for the Turkey pavilion, another hour for Austria (whose only attraction was literally a giant block of ice), 20 minutes for the restroom, 30 minutes to get into a Belgian "restaurant," 10 minutes to pay my check at the Belgian "restaurant," etc.

Because I knew going into the 95-degree day that it would do no good to fume over waiting everywhere so much, I decided to concentrate on finding things that I didn't have to stand in line to enjoy. These were:

1. the Yemen pavilion
2. nausea

Technically, no. 2 doesn't count, because I didn't really enjoy it. Yemen, on the other hand, was completely worth not waiting for.