Groundhog day! Arrived here half an hour before I left Australia! Very strange!
First impressions of America, the custom officers at the airport were definitely not very friendly, and that’s before they knew about me not having an onward flight, which apparently your supposed to have! They were shouting and yelling at everybody just as they got off the plane to show your passport and they certainly weren’t polite about!
After queuing for nearly an hour to get to the customs desk I was then refused entry and had to go for an interview, which involved more hanging around, eventually I was taken into this small room and interviewed, they just asked me where I was going and if I had enough money to cover my stay in America. He then proceeded to give me lecture about not getting an out bound flight and he shouldn’t really be letting me in. But he did!
Got a taxi to my hotel which was only about 15 miles away near Union Square. Lovely little old fashioned hotel with really nice staff. First job to keep myself busy and awake was to assemble my bike, getting good at that now, it’s done in under an hour. Went out for a little walk to try and get my bearings, then I just went back to the hotel for a drink and something to eat, started to feel really tired as I was eating my dinner, I didn’t sleep on the plane at all and I think it was starting to catch up with me, luckily I got talking to an Aussie and then an American. Eventually went to bed just after midnight.