When I got outside the person to pick me had not yet arrived so I sat down next to a woman who was in the company of daughter. The girl was playing around and by mistake touched my bag; the woman quickly pulled her away screaming" don't you know that these people do not like us." It was quite uncomfortable since I did not expect such words from her. Even if I am a stranger how I can possibly hate "them" and never knew them. This made me feel so bad since it was the least of what I expected from people in the U.S. The one to take me finally arrived and just pointed to the taxi that he was to drive me in, he never bothered to assist me in my luggage as I saw other passengers being assisted. This was shocking and when I got into the...
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