Go Blue. Arrived.

In Amsterdam, there was the weirdest document check that I've ever seen. In the gate two airport or airline employees started to move around with their scanners and checking the documents of the passengers originated from India. Some were sent to additional check. And all that took quite a lot of time, because, to be precise, around 2/3 of all travellers were mentioned origin. After it seemed that they had reached all Indians, they randomly checked few more documents, of people with slightly whiter skin. I can also mention that on no flight before I have been fed so much like on Delta. It sort of made up to only having bread joints, fast food restaurants and one sushi place in Amsterdam.

The flight was supposed to arrive 3:42 in Detroit, what it did. We had discussed with Scott that most likely the immigration will take an hour to one and half and it doesn't make any sense for him to leave home before 4:30pm. So, left the plane, registered my visit electronically, walked to the immigration line, in less than 10 minutes was standing in front of the officer, answered few questions and at 4:00pm sent text to Scott that I'd really like to get home now. Worked half an hour next to the baggage belts until Scott arrived and picked his wife up.