Finally here! Passport control and immigration at Miami was the usual shambolic and abrasive experience. Thank jeebus the weather’s great!
I managed to project (what I thought was) an appropriate mix of nonchalance and confidence to avoid “special security measures” again. Yet they always make me feel like a criminal… Especially when I couldn’t remember the dates of my last visit to the US.
I always forget how easy it is to swan around Europe, brandishing a burgundy European passport.
One night here at a surprisingly nice airport hotel, then a flight to Orlando tomorrow morning.
Now time for some sleep…