Originally posted on John W Hills:
So, we landed in Washington DC, on Concorde, on time. To be greeted by a new phenomenon. The mobile Jetway. You think your on the ground, technically you are, you think your in America, yes, but in fact you actually have yet to arrive. Instead you are now driving around an Airport in what amounts to a mobile waiting lounge, cool.
It takes you to America and those incredibly welcoming immigration staff. Recent films like Three Days Of The Condor, The Marathon Man and half a dozen other sinister ones like Get Carter run through your teenage mind. Apart from School authority and childish rivalry this is the first experience of real unfriendliness and interrogation you have ever encountered. The default setting is you must be a settler, an alien until proven otherwise. The United States is a wonderful country and I admire it greatly but, and I didn’t know…
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