Scenic New Jersey

“What were you doing in Moscow?” the immigration guy at Newark airport asked.

“Transfering planes from China, I was only there for a few hours.”

“What were you doing in China?”

“I was teaching English in Yantai and I had the greatest students ever and they actually paid me money to make up English games and play with middle schoolers! And I — “

“For how long?” he asked, scrutinizing my visas. Then he looked at all the other passport stamps, and started to ask more questions. “And then were did you go?”

“Then I went to Rome for ten days and then I had high romance, because guess what? Stick still likes me! And now I’m going home for Christmas, because honestly, where would I rather spend Christmas than New Jersey?”

“Welcome back,” he said, adding another stamp to my passport, and I was so happy to be home, I almost cried.

My euphoria lasted for about ten minutes, then I found out that the airline sent my bags to the wrong country, and Stick’s connecting flight got cancelled, so yesterday I lost everything (including my boyfriend) to the airlines.

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0 Responses to Scenic New Jersey

  1. Athene Numphe says:

    OMG! You’re home! Call me!!!! Or e-mail me a number to call you.

  2. Kit says:

    I spent 8 hours in Newark Airport just a week ago. My flight was canceled for reasons I will never understand, and then the next flight they put me on was delayed by about an hour. After that, we spent about 45 minutes on the runway. I hate that airport more than I can possibly say.

  3. Ben Seeberger says:

    I just started reading your blog. You’ve got a lot of great reading here. I’m looking forward to reading more. 🙂

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