On American soil

Dear friends, I traveled halfway around the world yesterday, and thankfully arrived at JFK Airport early this morning. An airport official directed me to Customs Booth 45, and, the first U.S. citizen in line, I happily sauntered over. I was waiting at the empty booth for a few moments when the officer at Booth 46 called to me, in his thick Queens accent, "Hey, lady? There's no one there." I laughed in spite of myself. I was home.

For reasons beyond my comprehension, my computer doesn't seem to want to accept my house's wireless network. There are many more pictures to be uploaded; but alas, tomorrow is a new day, one that I will spend at a cafe with free wireless and bottomless coffee. America the Beautiful, indeed.