My American adventure: First impressions
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I arrived into San Francisco airport in the early afternoon to a nice, mild, low-twenties temperature, and after spending over an hour on the runway waiting for the plane at our gate to depart, we were able to get off at last. Border patrol, although not as friendly as some, was less scary than I was anticipating (turns out the school I'm at has been working pretty hard together with the airport to make things fairly effortless for us internationals), and I made it through unscathed. Everyone else in the airport was super friendly and helpful, and before long I was sitting in my rental car trying to adjust my brain to driving from the passenger side. After a few close calls and providing some mild entertainment for onlookers from my epic driving skills, I found a McDonald's I could scab WiFi from to load Google directions and off I went on my merry way. San Francisco, I've decided, is not much fun to drive through, particularly in their five hour long "rush hour...