We left our Yishuv at 6 am and arrived in America 19 hours later at 6 pm. The flight was not nearly the nightmare I was afraid it would be, but I still did not enjoy it.
Upon reaching immigration and customs, I was utterly floored to find that the officials manning the lines were... friendly. They were friendly. They made jokes. They seemed genuinely happy to see people coming into the US and wanted to make our experience a pleasant one. I wonder if they broke into that room and had the real officials tied up in a closet somewhere. It was nice, though, this first contact with America not being serious and slightly accusatory.
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