Just a quick entry...we went to the bank today to change some money.
There was a guard outside, bars everywhere and you weren't allowed to take your cell phone or even a camera inside. And to get in you had to go through mini security and then through a small revolving door.
Once inside there was a very clear S-turning line on the floow showing us where one should stand in line. So we stood on the line, waiting our turn.
In came one woman and she just cut right in front of us.
In came another woman and she just cut right in front of us.
Of course we discussed this openly - it was the most blatant form of cutting a line we had ever seen. It was worse that in the ski lift lines in Europe! Imagine that!!!
It felt like we had to wait forever!
Once at the teller, he did speak a little English (YEAH!!) and he was so curious about us asking all sorts of questions. Where were we from? How long were we here for? Was Scott my son? Why were here etc? It was a pleasure to be able to communicate!
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