US Visit Part 1: Home Sweet Home
The time finally came. My first trip back to the US since moving to Sweden. We had grand plans of doing some shopping and seeing everybody and eating everything working out regularly and this and that... We stretched ourselves thin of course. There just wasn't enough time. We were going to do our best though. The flights weren't so bad. Swedie handled it like a champ. She was 6 months pregnant at the time of the trip. It was actually good to have the layovers (Amsterdam and Atlanta) so she could move around a bit. Atlanta was the first stop in the US so you have to deal with customs. I swear the people in US Customs have the social skills of a rattlesnake. There's the short angry fat lady that rolls her eyes after "helping" you to the next line. Then the phone nazi. - Sir! You see the sign! No cell phone or camera! Put yo camera away! Jeez. Welcome to America! Poor guy gettin...