|Bewley's Hotel inside Manchester Airport. It was really a normal hotel, but after two weeks of London's smallest bathroom, Bewley's felt like The Ritz.|
|This is not a joke! These are real instructions. At least |
this bathroom had instructions. Most of the time I just
fiddled around until I stumbled on how to flush the toilet,
turn on the shower, or run the bath.
|See the down comforters? There is no top sheet under that |
fluffy comforter, nada!
|I don't think I will ever get use to seeing|
police officers carrying machine guns!
|"And madame, did you let a crazed terrorist |
pack your luggage this morning?"
Then, we did the put-your-things-in-the-bins, take-off-your-shoes, and check-your-311-bag routine. Unlike the DFW security people, these security people really checked the 311 bag. One of the security guys cheerfully told me that my bottle of contact solution was too big. The same bottle that successfully made it through security in DFW and JFK, didn't pass inspection in MAN. They did let me put some solution into my contact case before they threw it away, though. Thank goodness for small kindnesses!
|The Security Officers took their job, very seriously!|
|Ah!!! Airplane travel is so sophistocated.|
|Passport Control and Immigration at JFK.|
But, it was wonderful to hear American accents again and see the relaxed, more casual style of interaction we have with each other. The first thing I saw and heard while standing in line at customs was two JFK customs officials joking around and flirting with each other. A younger man was pretend flirting with a middle age woman who was clearly his boss. They didn't try to lower their voices like the British would. They knew all the bored passengers waiting in line were listening to everything they said, but it didn't bother them. He kept cheekily asking her to go out with him, and she kept rolling her eyes and telling him to get a life. It was great and so American! It felt good to be home. It was like a big ol' glass of ice tea filled to the rim with ice!
|Mother met me at the airport with a big ol' glass of ice tea and tons of ice. What a treat!|
|Mexican food, how I've missed you!!!|