Postcard from New York City - Welcome to America

On arrival at JFK we were fingerprinted and photographed. They make you take off your glasses, which is odd because everyone knows that if you want to assume a secret identity, you keep your glasses on. There must be millions of photographs of short sighted tourists squinting to try and work out where the hell the camera is so they can peer into it. Once fingerprinted and photographed we were awaiting the secret police kicking the door in at three in the morning. Actually the immigration guy was polite enough but I thought this was a country with a reputation for welcoming anyone - except Mexicans - so this was a bit of a shock.