Thursday, October 14, 2010

Diaries from US

OUTBOUND FLIGHTS
Lora can't sleep much. I think it's the excitement of going (AND MOVING) to the US. I remembered my own first flight and move to the US. I was a newlywed, but I don't think much about my being newlywed. I thought more about US. How my life was going to be, how the people are, what I was going to do, etc.
Too bad that on the second leg of the long trip there was no personal entertainment. And it was the longer flight! And I can see now why Singapore Airline is the best. The stewardess always smile. And I mean ALWAYS! They never forget when you ask for anything. When you sleep, they would never wake you up. The service is flawless. I flew SQ from Jakarta to Singapore, and they serve WINE in economy class!! Unbelieveable.
My daughter and I spent a night in the airport hotel. It's a big mistake. The hotel is not cheap. It's old, shabby, the bathroom is ridiculously small. Everything was bad. To add to that, we did another mistake. We were not supposed to clear immigration if we want to stay in the transit airport hotel, but we did. We went out, and spent some time in orchard. (Where else?) So when we're coming back to the airport, we had to spend about twenty minutes dealing with the immigration and stuff. But the airport officers are pretty helpful, and we could eventually go to our hotel and went to sleep. Phhewwwww!
San Fransisco
It was plainly COLD. We were not properly dressed. And Elizabeth and Linden tried to take us to as many places as they could, but we were just tired, cold, and jet lagged. I think the city is overrated. So much hype. But then we probably would have a better opinion of SF if we weren't that cold and jet lagged.
First Week in Minneapolis
We arrived at around 3 in the afternoon. When we got to the guest house and settled down, Lora fell asleep and continued sleeping for 14 hours non stop!! First day Lora felt intimidated. I can surely understand that, with the numerous big buildings, the many and vast lawns, the people (almost all bule!), the language. Until that time she had only seen those in the movies, and in much smaller size in Singapore.
But as time goes, she felt better. I tried to encourage her. People are just people. What matters are what on the inside.

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