Fabrice's Trip - So Far, So Good
So far, Fabrice's trip to the US is going well.
According to his reports, the immigration process took less than five minutes. He was the only immigrating alien in customs at Newark Airport at the time. The customs officials were rather rude, and made him wait until they had searched everyone they were going to search, before dealing with him. They were brusque in dealing with Fabrice, too. But it was relatively painless, no questions asked, and he is now an official resident alien of the United States of America. The stamp in his passport will serve as his green card until the plastic "permanent" version comes in the mail. That will take up to six months.
The phone at the hotel didn't work, but his room last night was big, with a nice, comfortable king-sized bed, and he said that he slept well. Because of the broken phone, they changed his room today.
This morning, he got started bright and early ~ the time difference makes it easier to take advantage of the first few days stateside. After breakfast, he went into New York and visited the Museum of Natural History and the Museum of Modern Art. After that, a tired Fabrice headed back to the hotel along with all of the other Friday-evening rush-hour travelers. He is impressed by the conductors on every car, and the polite and friendly New Yorkers he finds himself in the midst of. He is also happy to realize that he is able to do what he needs to do with his English, even if he doesn't understand everything. He is more comfortable when not with me. I am sure that nervousness will ease up over time, though.
Tomorrow, he is heading into Manhattan bright and early, again. He's going to go to the Guggenheim Museum, up to the Observation Deck of the Empire State Building. And finally, to top off the day, he is taking a short helicopter ride around the Statue of Liberty and I am not sure what else. It's neat because things like the Empire State Building and helicopter ride are things that interest Fabrice, and things I am glad that he has had the opportunity to do; but, at the same time, they are things that I will never, EVER, EVER do, myself!!! Or with Fabrice. Or with anyone else!!! Ever. Dead or alive. Never, never, never.
Need I mention that I am afraid of heights?
Sunday, Fabrice is going to take a cruise in the port, back and forth around the tip of Manhattan, to see the Statue of Liberty, etc. After that, he is going to watch the Super Bowl. Silly boy!
I am not sure what else he has planned.
His flight back is Monday night, and he will arrive here on Tuesday morning.
I believe that we are heading out to Brittany and then the Vosges, on Wednesday or Thursday. Killing two birds with one stone, doncha' know!!!
According to his reports, the immigration process took less than five minutes. He was the only immigrating alien in customs at Newark Airport at the time. The customs officials were rather rude, and made him wait until they had searched everyone they were going to search, before dealing with him. They were brusque in dealing with Fabrice, too. But it was relatively painless, no questions asked, and he is now an official resident alien of the United States of America. The stamp in his passport will serve as his green card until the plastic "permanent" version comes in the mail. That will take up to six months.
The phone at the hotel didn't work, but his room last night was big, with a nice, comfortable king-sized bed, and he said that he slept well. Because of the broken phone, they changed his room today.
This morning, he got started bright and early ~ the time difference makes it easier to take advantage of the first few days stateside. After breakfast, he went into New York and visited the Museum of Natural History and the Museum of Modern Art. After that, a tired Fabrice headed back to the hotel along with all of the other Friday-evening rush-hour travelers. He is impressed by the conductors on every car, and the polite and friendly New Yorkers he finds himself in the midst of. He is also happy to realize that he is able to do what he needs to do with his English, even if he doesn't understand everything. He is more comfortable when not with me. I am sure that nervousness will ease up over time, though.
Tomorrow, he is heading into Manhattan bright and early, again. He's going to go to the Guggenheim Museum, up to the Observation Deck of the Empire State Building. And finally, to top off the day, he is taking a short helicopter ride around the Statue of Liberty and I am not sure what else. It's neat because things like the Empire State Building and helicopter ride are things that interest Fabrice, and things I am glad that he has had the opportunity to do; but, at the same time, they are things that I will never, EVER, EVER do, myself!!! Or with Fabrice. Or with anyone else!!! Ever. Dead or alive. Never, never, never.
Need I mention that I am afraid of heights?
Sunday, Fabrice is going to take a cruise in the port, back and forth around the tip of Manhattan, to see the Statue of Liberty, etc. After that, he is going to watch the Super Bowl. Silly boy!
I am not sure what else he has planned.
His flight back is Monday night, and he will arrive here on Tuesday morning.
I believe that we are heading out to Brittany and then the Vosges, on Wednesday or Thursday. Killing two birds with one stone, doncha' know!!!
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