Americans aren’t rude: it just seems that way to the uninitiated. They can be polite but very direct, as are the Customs Hall officials at LAX where I land like a stunned bird after a fourteen-hour trans-Pacific flight. “Ma’am, move up the line please. Aisles fifteen and sixteen for US citizens only. Have your passports … Continue reading washington dc for dummies
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24 hours in America
The plane descended over the Pacific. I could see mountains ahead: or were they distant cloud banks? Soon the coast became more discernible, and the southern suburbs of LA floated beneath us through creamy-silver smog. We did a fly-by past a bank of skyscrapers which must have been downtown LA, but we could not see … Continue reading 24 hours in America
Máiréad Doyle 