Temple of Poseidon
The worst part of the trip was reserved for the US portion.
We landed at Dulles and then walked ½ a mile to get to where the tram was
supposed to be. No tram was there. We waited and waited, finally one showed up
and we boarded. We crossed the airport and docked, but after letting the air crew
depart, the driver held the rest of the passengers on the tram, while several
other trams unloaded. When we finally reached Customs and Immigration, there
were several hundred passengers ahead of us. In order to entertain us while we
waited, Customs installed a new kiosk where it takes your picture and you
answer the same questions that you had already answered on their form that we
were given on the plane. The kiosk spits out a ticket with your picture on it. Then you wait in another line to see the Immigration
Officer. Here, in addition to all the usual stuff, they take your fingerprints,
thumb prints, and your picture (if they don’t already have it). This only takes
about 4 minutes per person! You get in another line to go through Customs where
you give them your kiosk ticket. Now you are ready to pick up your baggage. The
nice thing about all this standing around is that you don’t have to wait for
your bags. In fact your bags have been removed from the belt and are just
sitting in a pile with all the other bags. Just when you thought you are free
to go, you find you have to wait in line again as they check your baggage claim
ticket. Now after 110 minutes we were done (except for waiting in line for a
rental car). What a nice welcome back to
the USA.
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1 comment:
Airport illogical processes are sadly also found in Toronto!
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