New York à Istanbul à Beirut…
New York’s JFK airport, specifically referring to its Delta International Terminal since this is where I am… What a fucking dump, disgusting, disgraceful. Insolent attendants…swarms of people… lines at least half a mile long…a bit too seedy for my taste…(and note.. this is three hours ahead of my flight time to begin with….) I hate crowds, and oh do I hate lines… So, I recharged with a cigarette, and braced myself to what I know will be a very exasperating 30 minutes, which ended up being an hour and a half…30 minutes to get to a ticket counter… My passport; on its cover engraved Republique Libanaise… For the ignorant, the translation is Republic of Lebanon… SSSS automatically stamped on my boarding pass, no questions asked (If you don’t know what SSSS is, sorry)... 30 minutes in the security line and another to actually be screened…. frisked, poked, prodded, and stripped… and believe it or not, insulted. The boorish TSA couldn't read nor understand my passport… So a swarm of colleagues converged trying to figure out where the fucking expiration date was… And I hear the following amidst the cacophony of these four illiterates… “It’s okay… other countries are not advanced like us…” Maybe so, but at least their people can read a fucking passport you unacquainted fucks! Kis ekhetkon akhu sharmuta ya mneyek (sorry…refuse to translate…)
Finally done… an hour and a half later… Now I’m tired, most definitely nicotine-deprived, and just about to board a 10 hour flight…
Blasted!
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