The 20 People I Met Flying to the USA
I took a Spiritair.com Flight from San Pedro Sula, Honduras to Fort Lauderdale, USA, and missed my onward flight because of USA immigration; then proceeded to sit in the Airport for 12 hours before boarding the next plane to Detroit, Michigan. Here is an interesting menagerie of personalities I met along the long path. I do hope you understand I have no use for politically correctness. I live in a world of travel whereby I need to deal with reality, not wanna be worlds, I must define culture as I interpret them. I do not have the luxury of using crazy methods that will make everyone happy, I define the world so I stay alive and safe. The world is not perfect, I love it, but I also accept is on real terms, not some dysfunctional defined method.
--- a.k.a. (Liberal Politically Correct Lie)
This Girl was part of my Snickers Experiment
The trip started with an anonymous telephone call from a Honduran girl who wanted to know when I returned to Tela, I said never, or "Nunca."
Bus from Tela, Honduras to San Pedro Sula Airport
- Girl who just snubbed me, I think Honduras people are rude. I am fluent in Spanish, and say hello to everyone, what is up with some cultures, Honduras reminds me of Venezuela.
San Pedro Sula Airport
A Black girl from Belize and a white girl from Cancun, Mexico asked me,
"Are you Ken?" The both spoke English in an obvious, "We are the rich ruling class."
San Pedro Sula Airport "No Mans Land."
1. I talked with a Lesbian girl who proceeded to tell me in detail why she enjoy sex with women, I think it was one of them control things USA women do.
2. The lesbian was with two boys, one from New Zealand who only played games on an electronic device, and the other one from Minnesota that estranged himself by reading his book all the time, all three White People seemed to have trouble with real people.
3. "Snickers Experiment," I have this theory, I believe by giving a Snicker Chocolate Bar to girls you can purchase their affections.
4. Two Honduras Boy who were very polite traveling with their grandfather. The two boys were American Citizens, however this is negotiable in a true sense, and they were Honduran. The one was very polite, and at about age 15 I was able to have a more intelligent conversation than the 20-25 Lesbian and two boys / men who were too smart and clever to talk. We discussed the pros and cons of the Canon Cameras.
Orland, Indiana USA --- Monday, August 30, 2010
by Andy Graham of HoboTraveler.com | Read Gadget Profile | USA Hotels
USA Girl who traveled in Honduras, notice the square glasses, I told her she had on the "Israeli Glasses," that comment was lost in space.
Fort Lauderdale, USA Airport standing in the two hour line at immigration
I missed my flight from Fort Lauderdale, Florida to Detroit, Michigan because the immigration and customs took two hours. It as an amazing experience to learn my own country could be so ridiculously stupid, the plane was not late.
1. Young Girl who wants to be Police officer in the future, she was obviously trying to be 25 looking but was only 15, I had fun asking her about her ever too stupid playing with her Smartphone. She spoke Spanish, and was from Honduras, this is "Miami, Florida" to me, the smart ones have moved to another state to allow the Latinos to own the new culture, to purchase the State.
2. There was a truly horrible soul woman, who obviously was a full-blooded American white woman in the customs line. She was evil, when said I was going to miss my flight, she pointed me at line B whereby they searched my whole bag. She as a white women with grey hair, truly an evil person and makes me ashamed of the born in America people.
3 - I was pointed to a TSA officer in line B, he asked me what I did, tried to lesson the time by saying, "I am a Travel Writer." he then went to a computer and surfed around on HoboTraveler.com and HoboHideOut.com while I missed my flight.
Sitting in Fort Lauderdale Airport from 8 am to 5:30 pm
1. I went to the Spiritair.com counter, a "Puerto Rican: girl was nice, I berated her, and this Airport is Latina and does not understand "American Culture." This got me exceptional service as she understood what I meant and took me down to the bag room to search for my bag, which made the flight while my body did not.
2. There was a Trinidad and Tobago woman by the name of Tony, another American, who was born in another country. She was an exceptional person, and truly went above and beyond the call of duty, and truly had a "German" level of efficiency, which was quite amazing for a person from Trinidad who looked German, and acted German.
3. I talked with a Haitian man sitting next to me talking on Skype to someone; he kept telling in his conversation that Spiritair.com is not how the big dogs fly. I think we both know, we purchased price, and we will fly again, saving 200 Dollars is saving 200 Dollars. I needed something translated into French for my Visa Application, he had a French accent. He said he spoke French, I realized he spoke Creole and I was on the wrong path. It is amazing how people from other countries suddenly want to be special when there are in the USA, this is an epidemic, a cultural malady of the USA, and everyone thinks they are special.
4. I met a man sitting on the floor in front of the boarding area for Spirit Air, he was born in Dominican Republic and was a Soldier, Special Forces Ranger for the USA, and he had been in Iraq and Afghanistan. I told him thank you and I appreciated him fighting to protect people like me. He was an exceptional person, we spoke a little in Spanish a little in English and had a big conversation about "Situational Awareness" and he added the need to pay attention to "Details."
5. I met a Puerto Rican Girl who lied to me and told me she was going to Las Vegas. She says she works as a Babysitter in Vegas, maybe she does, and maybe she does not. She kept here headset on listening to music for 12 hours, she said it was Reggae.
6. I met a woman who was a Real Estate Agent Jamaica; this is not the type of person I want to be in the USA under any condition. As far as I see it, the Jamaica culture is not wanted by me, anywhere, anyplace.
7. Black Girl from Detroit who had her head in a Smartphone, she had steel Studs on her dress, and I asked here how she got through security with studs on here dress. She said they did not even put the wand on her. I think they was afraid a black girl would scream holy hell and profiled that is was better to let her walk. She was gang banger style to the max, trying to be upper class, but could not erase her past; she had it stamped on her forehead.
SpiritAir.com lack of Security - I will use the Airline again, the price is half the cost.
My bag made the flight to Detroit, my body did not, therefore when I arrived in Detroit my bag was already there.
1. There was this Black Guy working for Spiritair.com, my bag was sitting there in the open, I decided to knock on the door and let him know I was taking it. He waved, and looked down at his phone again. Obviously there was no security to protect my bag, I could have grabbed it and walked to the door with no problem. Therefore, I stopped, took a photo, and then walked for the bus.
Jasmine the Girl on the 125 Smart Bus looked like this girl, but better…
Bus 125 - Smart Bus for 2 Dollars from Airport to the Corktown Hotel
Jasmine, a big busted, truly Guapa Chica from the USA, born in the USA, truly a fine specimen. She told me about the Smartphone she had, and what she was doing, she worked in Footlocker and had on this striped shirt that made here look exotic.
Dillon a nice young man, fully American how had a bicycle flat and helped me find the Corktown Inn. He seen my request on Detroit CouchSurfing.com group for a room, I told him, and that CouchSurfing.com needs to focus on transportation.
I checked into a truly wonderful Hotel called the Corktown Inn in Detroit, it cost 60 Dollars and was walking distance from the Greyhound bus station. WIFI, AC, TV, and Hormels Chile, now this may seem strange, but after you live outside the USA for nine months, a bowl of Hormels Chile was great. Corktown Inn in Detroit
I woke up at 4:00 am, worked for two hours on a Visa Package for Ivory Coast. Upon completion, I snagged a Taxi in front of the Hotel and was at the Kinkos / FedEx office at 7:30 am to send my passport to a Washington DC Visa expediting service.
The taxi driver from Cameroon, Africa told me they spoke English in Cameroon, and I thought to myself, --- sure.
Chet the owner of the Corktown was a true Gentleman; I had a meeting with Public Relations person for Verizon in the morning at the Hotel. She gave me a new BlackBerry Bold to review and we had a good conversation.
Greyhound from Detroit to Fort Wayne
I had an incredible sense of being invisible on the bus, even though it was full of born in the USA Americans; again, their brains were inserted into their cell phones.
I love the USA, it is my Father and Mother, and it is my family. I have been home for a few days now, and nobody cares where I have been, they keep telling me what they purchased. I know the USA deserves to have economic problems; they do not live within their means.
I have told a few people, I will fly to Côte d'Ivoire, West Africa on September 5, 2010. They say, what is that? I say, "Ivory Coast." They say where is that? I must accept, the only person who cares is me.
"We call them fools
Who have to dance within the flame
Who chance the sorrow and the shame
That always come with getting burned"
Garth Brooks - Standing Outside The Fire lyrics
"Life is not tried it is merely survived, If you're standing outside the fire"
September 5, 2010, I go to Côte d'Ivoire, West Africa.
"la vie c'est belle"
"Je m'appelle André, je Voyage à l'Afrique bientôt
This is the first I've heard of a TSA officer with Internet access at his/her checkpoint (being used to verify a traveler's information).
You're an interesting fellow Andy. I love reading your about your experiences and your thoughts.
I think if I were to travel like you, I would not make it. You, to me, have muchos huevos.
I have sacrificed novelty for safety. But I'm somewhat OK with that.
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Nice synopsis and enjoyable read.
I somehow like the combination of porthole to porthole chain of events outline and experience/people commentary.
Missing piece - Fort Wayne to Orland. ?
Once complete, I'd be highly interested to hear about the expedited passport process and actual processing times to/from DC.
Yes, you are an interesting fellow. I read you as a mental escape from my desk. I overlook your spelling and occasional dark moods because I enjoy your common sense. Thanks for the videos, they are fascinating.
My Mother and Father picked me up at the Greyhound station in the center of Fort Wayne. They were early, and 100 percent dependable. We got in the car, I asked how long they had been waiting, and they asked if I needed to do anything in Fort Wayne. I said that I was tired, and really did not want to do anything. However, i was hungry and could we stop at Taco Bell, a food I cannot get in Latino countries easy.
Dad finally said he knew Arby's so we stopped there, and I made a goof with the menu and ordered the ordinary Arby's for 2.99. My parent pointed out the value meal and I truly made a bad decision.
I tend to think it would be 100 times easier to be happy if I did not write the Blog or Travel, I do not fit in with normal Americans.
I studied the menu for a long time and thought, the whole world is cheap if you take your time to study, but if you are lazy, it cost money.
From the minute I left the Greyhound bus and onward there has not been anything truly stupid to deal with, except my American friends addiction to staying busy.
To the person who overlooks my spelling, I look at this way. I am in the Fire and living and everyone reading is "Outside the Fire."
It would be horrible stupid to work for hours making this post perfect, it is an incredible waste of time. I believe one page on average make 80 cents US per year, that means for me to write a Blog post, I work for free. Which I do, because I feel the world needs at least one person telling the truth.
SO True, 90 of the ways I channel my excessive energy is not rewarded financially. But overall I think that good luck and a dream lifestyle has come my way due to my open hearted willingness to help and entertain others and the same goes for you Andy. You're living "thE dream" countless others only day dream about and never make the move nor the choices to make it their own reality. Good Point about " the whole world being cheap if you take your time to study it but if you're lazy it will cost money" SO VERY TRUE! Some of our guests in Manila point out how expensive some aspects of the local cost of living are compared with American fast food and supermarket chain stores in many ways some of the basic costs of living in the States is the BEST value for money in the world if people take the time to make the most practical choices. And checking out various costs for gods and services is an ongoing requirement that needs to be constantly updated as as soon as one supplier "captures" you as a customer, before you know it the supplier will raise the prices thinking you are already a brand loyal consumer. But canvassing prices and looking for the best value for money deals keeps me young and my mind sharp. Mental exercise is as good for people as physical exercise, like the saying goes "USE IT OF LOSE IT".
Enjoy your time at home in the midwest.
Those immigration guys at Fort Lauderdale are SLOW and unfortunately the time to make it through is very unpredictable. I was lucky, I flew through there on Sunday, September 5. And the line was not too long so it took me one hour to get through immigration, get my bag, go through customs, walk to a nearby terminal, check into my other flight on a different airline and get through security.
I had 3 hours between flights, the longest I could schedule, and I was not sure if it was going to be enough.
Fort Lauderdale airport also has free WiFi in most places, so that is a bonus.
Best wishes on the Africa trip, Andy! -) I will be in the Philippines next.
Andy, I am sorry to hear you had a rough time getting through INS/CBP at Ft Lauderdale. You probably do not remember me but we met about five years ago at MIA when you were referred to Customs. I was the officer that checked your bags and we had a nice conversation and you gave me your business card. I read every story you post and since I travel a lot have learned a lot from your web postings. You take care Andy and be safe.
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