Bangkok, Thailand
17R is like a washboard, which makes for really noisy takeoffs.
For some reason, the controllers like to land 17L and takeoff 17R, but the terminal is on the west side of the airport. This requires landing traffic to cross 17R to get to the terminal, which makes for exciting, heart-throbbing moments on takeoff when you see a B747 nose up to the runway during your takeoof roll. This is especially heart-trobbing when no one can understand the tower controller. "Did he clear them to cross or hold them short?"
What's really wacky, is when the crown prince decides to take a little spin in his F5 fighter, the airport closes down for him. He decided to take a little drive one day at the big arrival time of 3:00 pm. There was heavy metal all over the Thai airspace, coming in from every continent, and only one arrival controller. He became so frustrated trying to issue holding clearance, he got up and walked off the job.
Our airplane was on an opposite heading, at the same altitude of a Lufthansa B747. We mutually agreed to do our own noise abatement procedure by each turning 20 degress to the right away from each other (noise abatement because two B747's colliding would make a loud noise). About five minutes later, which seemed an eternity, a new controller stepped in with his best english, which was marginal to the aviators trying to understand him.
Well, we made it in just prior to reaching our planned divert fuel. One and a half hour later, after riding the bus through Bangkok traffic, we were at the hotel. Of course, an adult beverage in the bus was the custom because the drive is so long, and just as heart-throbbingly exciting as the previous arrival.
As we drank our beverages, we toasted to another successful arrival in Bangkok, and that we lived through another one.