“身”在美国90天（经验谈）

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Dear friends, have you ever been abroad? If yes, what's the feeling? If no, do you want to experience the excitement others felt on their first trip abroad? Here comes a story of Lucy and Ruth, who are from Shanghai. They carefully observed the outside world and ardently embraced what's new and exciting during academic exchanges in New York. They wrote down what they have seen and have done and how they felt. Please take a look and share your ideas with us here at bbs.lwoods.net!!

L&R in America (1)

Lucy and Ruth, both English learners and teachers, set out, expectatively and excitingly, for New York on their first trip abroad. Just imagine how exhilarant they are! At 11:25 at Shanghai Pudong Airport they boarded on UA 858, which took off steadily and smoothly up to the bright blue sky.

To their curiosity, most of the American air-attendants, instead of pretty girls, are amiable and gracious ladies whose pleasant and frequent servings of drinks and food made the 11-hour trip much shorter. At 7:45 local time, the plane arrived at San Francisco where Ruth set her watch back by 3 hrs to fit the local time. However, Lucy was reluctant to take care of her watch that maybe somewhere in her fully-packed handbag.

The transfer time was rather short with only two hours. And they hurried up to line up for checking through the American Emigration and Customs. Luckily enough, they were let go without being cross-questioned or required to unpack their suitcases.

After another 5 hrs' air-travel, Lucy and Ruth finally arrived at their destination -- New York at 5:30 local time. You know what? Ruth had to rewind her watch again while Lucy, to her amusement, only found her watch was telling the exact New York time. They figured out that at that time New York was 5:30 in the afternoon whereas Shanghai was 5:30 early in the morning of a new day.

What impressed them most during the 17-hour trip? To Lucy, the great difference among the three airports: Pudong, San Francisco and Kennedy. When you get to Pudong Airport, you couldn't help yelling, 'Oh, my dear, what a modern and magnificent colossus!' With its river-winding scenery and grand and spacious hall, the airport, undoubtedly, ranks among those first-class international airports in the world.

As soon as you step into the hall of San Francisco Airport, you thought you were somewhere in the United Nations, where you rub shoulders with peoples all over the world, white, black, yellow. You're relaxing and comfortable for you don't feel alien or foreign though you actually are a total stranger here.

As for Kennedy Airport in New York, it's just as common as you go to and come back from your office building. It is so designed that every airliner or terminal has its own separate building. So, make sure which terminal you're coming out, or your friends or family who are due to meet you will have a hard time finding you when your plane arrives.

Another detail impressed Lucy a lot is the casual way of baggage claiming in American airports. Without any supervision or invigilation all suitcases are placed on a wide circling belt waiting for their owners to pick them up. Lucy was a bit worried about wrong claiming intentionally or unintentionally. But everything seemed to be smooth and safe. Ruth reminded that it is trust that is put on people first. 'Oh, yes, just like the honor system in school test,' Lucy reflected.

Ruth, a much more people-person observing people nearby a lot, was impressed most by two people during the air-trip. A young worn-out mother of Chinese origin told Ruth about her busy, tense and exhausting work days in Sillicon Valley in San Francisco. Ruth puzzled why she strove so hard just for a living in the States. Does she has some other choices so that she won't tire herself out so much?

Another passenger, a black adult always ready to help, moved Ruth so much. He took care of an Asian-looking old woman who could not understand English at all the time, checking in, boarding plane, claiming baggage and checking out. Ruth thought they were companions, but they turned out to be strangers. 'I'm an Asian. Why didn't I offer my help?' Ruth repented.

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