After hours of in-flight time, sumptuous meals, mildly-friendly stewards and back-to-back movies, we finally landed at Washington Dulles Airport.
We were greeted with serpentine queues at the customs clearance portal. The icing on the cake was the first face of America - the rude customs officer. She not only interrogated our intentions for visiting the first world nation but also took us for a ride with our geography.
With a sleep deprived mood, I some how managed to not lose it on my folks. Even the slight hiccup at the currency exchange counter didn't discourage me.
Mom n Dad were exceptionally quiet during the shuttle ride to the hotel. I was happy to express my first emotions and observations whilst arriving in the USA.
I had never seen so many colored people at a time. At the cost of being racist, I admit that I was happy to see the peaceful co-existence of so many nationalities. Not only the tourists, the staff all over the place portray a gorgeous melting pot scenario. I also got a peek at the Pentagon building - it definitely is the largest on the planet with regard to area covered.
To top it all, my Indian Dad bonded with the Pakistani receptionist at the hotel, who guided us regarding our tourist interests in the city.
As of now I'm happy to be here with my family, awaiting my sister's graduation ceremony.
Next Destination: Richmond, VA
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