I Have Arrived

The Air France flight was uneventful; it wasn't quite as nice as the delta flight. Everything went pretty smoothly, until I got to Riyadh and had to go through customs. Customs took two hours. They were finger printing and taking pictures of every person, something they apparently don't always do. I met a cool German guy in line who was standing just in front of me. He was a chemical engineer on a short trip, also his first time in the country. I asked him if he had ever been to Texas, and he told me about how he'd driven route 66 down from Chicago to L.A. down through west Texas on a motorcycle. Later he told me about hitchhiking from NYC to the Pacific Ocean in the 70s; so far he's done a lot more interesting things in the U.S. than I have. I was lucky to be standing next to him, because they started a new line and grabbed him to be the first person. I'm pretty sure it's because he was an older well dressed white guy, and they didn't want him to have to keep waiting. It honestly probably saved me another two hours of waiting, which is fortunate because Air France had told my aunt and uncle that no one from the flight was still waiting (how would they know?), which freaked them out a bit. It's 1am here, so I'm going to bed. Hopefully, I'll feel ok in the morning.