A day at the embassy

Monday was Visa Day. Yuck! I met and talked to a couple of strangers at the embassy. One was a 40 year old Indian guy who asked me if it was a short drive from New York to Los Angeles. He was planning to attend his brother's wedding in Boston.

"Yeah sure. Hop onto the I-70 for a few days, hang a left and you'll come to the Hollywood sign."

The other guy I met recognized me from my Inti days. I had no idea who he was. I really wished I had stopped along the way to get to know the people who did not matter to me back then.


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