(Written on May 27th 2008, while wasting time in Miami International Airport…)
Going to the airport today meant the beginning of a great adventure… Passing the US Customs is quite an adventure itself!!!
First shock… Huge, I mean HUGE line-up for the US Customs and Border Protection. I went in and was almost like the 99th in line. And then there’s this little man, passing on the left side of the line and passing a card into a machine… and he was done!!! He had a NEXUS card!!! Lucky him! I have no choice but be patient. Fine!
The agent asked me one question only : “Where are you going dear?”. Okay, that was easy… Next! Next was that very nice little agent who made me took out all the liquid and gels I had in my bag… “Miss, this [my sunscreen] is a 120mL, you’re only allowed a 100mL. We’ll have to throw this out”. “But…”. “We’re throwing this out, Miss”. FINE (x2!). Then it was the scan. How I love to be scanned. Alright, I took my shoes off, took my laptop out, took any coins out and tossed everything in the bin. That should be good. Passed the scanners… everything good… Put back my shoes and took my backpack and left towards the gates area… Guess what?!
Just as I think to myself : “Um… That wasn’t all that bad”… “Miss… MISS!!! Please wait. We need to scan your bag”. I turned around. A border agent was running after me, lol!!! I almost felt like a terrorist! Almost… “Didn’t you already scan my bag?”. “We will have to do it again, Miss. May I see your boarding pass?”. FINE (x3!). They scanned my bag… and they insist on holding onto my boarding pass… They took out my computer, then scanned the bag again… The agents look at each others in a suspicious way… What’s happening? I don’t have a gun in my bag, do I?
“Do you have any tweezers in your bag, Miss?”. “Euh… No?! I don’t think so”. “We’ll have to check that up.” And he starts to take my stuff out… Then it hit me!!! “Oh! I have a pair of scisors in my first aid kit!”. “You have a first aid kit?!”
Yeah, I do! “Yeah, it’s right here.” Showed him the kit. He took the scisors out… Tiny, round-edge medical scisor… “Okay, that’s fine. I’m very sorry for all this trouble, Miss. “
Gotta love airport security…
I finally board the plane!!! And it took off smoothly from Montreal-Trudeau International Airport. I was seated by the window
and nobody next to me! Only a guy on seat 24C (mine was 24A). I looked out the window the whole time up until the plane got to an altitude of about 30 000 meters and stabilized itself… How nice is it to be above clouds!!!

I sleep a bit… then woke up to this… A rainbow
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I slept some more… and woke up about 10 minutes before the landing… Miami is amazingly beautiful from the top… I mean, the beach part… I’ve been seing this place on CSI Miami countless time, but actually seing it from the plane… wow… Such a shame I can’t go there! It’s sad I couldn’t take any pictures…
Residential and industrial area in Miami are incredibly… ungreen… Streets are very square, houses are all aligned, and have orangish roofs. Those roofs are like… everywhere!!! There’s a lot of square aqua or green water lakes as well!
MIAMI International Airport

As soon as I arrive, I checked the departure screen and noticed that my next flight, Miami-Guayaquil, got delayed for some reason. Great… Why don’t I go walk around a bit… Just finding the exit is quite a job, lol!!! Maybe it’s because I was text-messaging at the same time, and I wasn’t paying attention to the signs…
Anyhow, I finally got out. I spoke with the agent that is calling the cabs for the tourists. Apparently, if I want to go see the beach, it’ll cost me 32$ in a cab… Are you kidding?! Back and forth would cost like 64$… Alright, no beach for me… What can I do… I went to eat inside the airport first since I was starving and it was CRAZILY HOT outside… The airport has actually bought HUGE fans and put them at the entries to cool the area off… lol…
I walked around the airport… Traffic time was starting in Miami, so it was useless for me to leave the place even if I have almost 4 hours, because I will be caught in the traffic on the way back and I still have to pass through the scans and stuff once more… Too bad…
The area right in front of the main entry is actually really nice. I sat there for a bit, and enjoyed the sun!

1st culture shock : MIAMI International Airport is bilingual : English/Spanish… Actually, I don’t know which is spoke more… Even the girl working at Restaurant La Carreta (cafeteria-like restaurant) whote down orders in spanish… I asked for a grilled chicken sandwich… She wrote down : S/Pollo…
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