After the longest flight of my life, both literally and figuratively, I am now on US soil. In the last two hours of the flight we flew across the Great Lakes, and they are quite literally, great. The width of Lake Michigan trumps any flight across Algoa Bay. On the point of Michigan, I got to listen to "Especially in Michigan" whislt flying over Michigan, so I'm pretty chuffed, even if it actually means nothing. The flight from there was quick, ending with a shaky descent, and a bumpy, swervy landing. The process through immigration was about 5 minutes, then waited about 15 minutes for my luggage, 10 seconds through customs, and then out into the free world. I must say, I had quite a smile that crept across my face as I walked out of
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