first of all. it's not nice to write comments like that on my blog. it made me miss you and it might cause a bad case of homesickness later on.
I wrote some stuff in the e-mail but this is where I'll put all the interesting stuff. just kidding, but I will probably go more into detail about certain things in my blog.
to start from the beginning: we arrived at the Kennedy Airpot in New York, while walking through immigration (they checked our Visas and you had to leave fingerprints) Amina dissapered. Me and Sofie walked to the right and got to the baggage claim, Amina went to the left and she was gone. first we located our suitcases, and then Amina's suitcases. then we looked around and Sofie went to ask the people at the desks. no one knew. we waited some more and after a while I gathered some courage and asked a policeman. the policeman was really sweet, he told me not to be nervous - just tell him what I needed. I explained that we'd lost our friend and we were beginning to worry. he told me that sometimes the fingerprints need to be re-done and not to worry - our friend would show up soon. at that moment I loved him. we were a bit lost, worried for Amina and the man at the desk hadn't been very nice. and here he was. a total stranger. someone we'd met a moment ago and he vas nice and made everything seem ok.
as you know Amina showed up and the policeman came up to us, we told him that this was our missing friend and he took us to the exit. we didn't have to wait in line and show the papers - he took them and wished us a pleasant stay. my first encounter with Americans in America wasn't so nice - grumpy immigrations guy- but the second American more than made up for it.
when we were on the New York tour we had a guide who was really funny, at one point he said: " This is where Titanic would've docked, but we all know how that went with Leonardo DiCaprio and his blue lips. glup glup glup"
George made American/Canadian pancakes this morning, I was a bit doubtful at first since last time I ate American pancakes I had really bad cramps for an hour afterwards, remember the badness E? but not to worry the pancakes were really really good, he promised to teach me how to do them.
I almost forgot. at the movie theater yesterday we took som pictures and as soon as Franzi puts them in the computer I'll put them on facebook or here. you're really gonna like this S =)
Sunday, March 30, 2008
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Don't blame the pancakes, blame the chef... vi kanske hade för mycket bakpulver i? lyssnar på walk through the fire och tänker på dig. heart ache Fanny!
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