• The land of the Eagle….
• The land of shorts with formal full sleeves shirts…
• The land of polo neck t-shirts with formal shorts and shoes…
• The land of sports shoes…
• The land of large man and women…
• The land of loooooong cars, huge SUVs ( now I really know why they are called trucks) and larger than life trucks ( what are they called here?)

• The land where being on the road feels like being in the mirror…
• The land where the flag can be worn anywhere in any form…

Flags at the O’Hare Airport, Chicago ( seen in the background is our Tiranga too)

• The land where flights and flight attendants and amazingly casual about things…
• The land where there can be a thin line between being rude and being to the point…

The flight was long by any standards… took a total of 15 hours from take off to landing… pathetic collection of movies, and not even average food with ultra casual attendants most of them over 40 yrs of age… so was American Airlines !!!

anyway… when I reached the Chicago O’Hare Airport I could not get any information about my connecting flight except that I should go to terminal 3. I did, checked in again and realised that non of the display boards had my flight number out of the about 60 flights they were displaying… Felt a li’il strange and manage to find an agent ( here the people who are associated with the flight, but are not Crew members are called agents) and after a couple of understanding and misunderstandings I was told that the flight was cancelled and I was moved to the next available flight… It added about 2.5 hours of waiting at Chicago with nothing much to do… If it was not for a few lovely words and I had read and heard when I left Delhi, I did not have anything much to think about either!

Anyway, I reached alright… hungry, tired and with a backache 🙂 as expected from the long flight !!!

The balcony at my Inn…

I had talked to a guy here a couple of days back and he was kind enough to come over and take me to a super market to get some bread etc and then show me around a few restaurants and my office which thankfully is just about 5-6 minutes away…

I am happy that subway tastes the same in India and London and now Minneapolis too… Just stuffed myself with a footlong and two laaarge glasses of Nestle Iced Tea…

Back at the hotel room now and trying to pass sometime so that I sleep only when its evening here… That would help me wake up properly tomorrow morning! Maybe !!!!

Lamps in my Inn Room…

I will crash now, Just can’t keep my eyes open anymore…