How different to my first ever trip to the States over fifty years ago. Sailing majestically into New York Harbour, having spent seven delightful days at sea, meeting people, eating fabulous food, arriving rested and excited to see and get to know this new continent. A US official at the dockside, gun on his desk, quizzing passengers, asked me whether I was carrying any firearms or had ever plotted the overthrow of their government and when I said gaily, " do I look like that?" replied "Lady, I am not here to joke with you!" Even that did not faze me. I just thought it was weird.
And then there was China Town and Little Italy, Greenwich Village and the sky scrapers. All so different and so exciting.
Must try harder!
