My first day...
The flight was long but uneventful. At the immigration desk in NY we saw this young brash officer question a senior Indian lady in a shockingly rude and arrogant manner. He even asked her if she was lying and made her pinch her nose to check if it was real!! And all this while the passengers were being herded in the queue and some,like us were late for the connecting flight(We were lucky to get a good polite officer).My tagging of the luggage paid off and we made it to the next check in with our bags in tow. We were made to remove our jackets , shoes etc(no body search, Thank God!)There was also this young hep chick who was escorted to the flight by the officers.They actually lifted her bags for her. Lesson:: Dress well for your next flight. We had a stopover at Atlanta.
The flight was long but uneventful. At the immigration desk in NY we saw this young brash officer question a senior Indian lady in a shockingly rude and arrogant manner. He even asked her if she was lying and made her pinch her nose to check if it was real!! And all this while the passengers were being herded in the queue and some,like us were late for the connecting flight(We were lucky to get a good polite officer).My tagging of the luggage paid off and we made it to the next check in with our bags in tow. We were made to remove our jackets , shoes etc(no body search, Thank God!)There was also this young hep chick who was escorted to the flight by the officers.They actually lifted her bags for her. Lesson:: Dress well for your next flight. We had a stopover at Atlanta.
The Atlanta airport was HUGE.We had to take a mini train to travel to the other lounge.During lunch I stared at an Indian lady and she stared right back at me. After playing this game for some time ,I walked up to her and chatted. Turned out she is from Green acres colony Pune (very near to where I used to live before marriage). She remembered seeing me taking walks etc. Hmm . I also had my first US McD burger and coke.
We arrived at Detroit late in the evening , after our flight from Atlanta.It was so windy and chilly and grey. My aunt came to pick us up and drove us to this beautiful suburban neighbourhood called Livonia. She has a sweet house.In fact most people here have really beautiful houses and work damn hard to keep them that way.The next day was a working day for everyone. They all left for work and i got soooo lonely and wondered how I am going to manage the next eight months.
5 comments:
hi, you write well. but then, i expected it. oh.. and btw, how was the us mc d? the same?
The pinching of the nose reminded me of Val Kilmer in "The Saint", when he is in the disguise of an old lady.
Maybe the customs offficer saw the movie the night before :)
I have been the victim of the not-so-polite officer at Bangkok once! It's just that if you manage to push any of their hot buttons, they'll smell a rat and assume that you are a drug dealer or a terrorist and it's up to you to prove them wrong!
Keep writing to pass the time - you have one faithful reader in me :)
Shamita-Thanks sis! mc d is definitely not the same. The burgers and the sauce are different and beef is more common. In KFC too ,they do not use the special sauce you are soo fond of.
Priya- Hey! how are you doing? Yes, I will keep writingabout the mad and not so mad stuff Samrat and I are up to.
Samrat- u r probably right !
Hey Megs..Good to see u blog..Keep blogging
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