A group of six people took a 14-hour flight and circled more than half of the world. They finally arrived at Kennedy Airport in New York, USA, at around 10 a.m. that day, which is known as the second largest airport in the world.
Unfortunately, this trip was quite boring, and there were no plots that should be in many novels! There were no hijackings, no special forces, no glamorous stewardesses (with tears streaming down their faces); there were just these rich bosses coming and going one after another.
The snoring kept me awake all night.
After struggling for more than ten hours, I was so tired that I couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep!
Suddenly a cry of surprise woke me up from my dazed drowsiness. My first reaction was to fight back immediately after the state was lifted...
My sister excitedly looked down through the window of the plane, lying on the window dumbfounded: "Wow, this airport is so big..."
"This is America! I'm finally in America!" the distraught girl also shouted excitedly.
Everyone on the plane turned around and looked at the two of them.
I immediately pretended to be asleep to show that I didn’t know them!
As a result, my sister got up from her seat, turned around and shouted: "Brother, wake up, we are here!"
At this time, a beautiful American flight attendant came over and said in fluent Chinese: "I'm sorry, miss, please go back to your seat and fasten your seat belt. The plane is about to land!"
When I got off the plane, I finally realized what the world's second largest airport is...
We were put on a bus and it took us ten minutes to drive to the terminal.
"This airport is bigger than our Hualin airport!" the confused girl said, still unable to conceal her excitement.
I said with dark circles under my eyes: "It's really big! It is composed of five airlines and seven departure halls. Each departure hall is twice as big as our Hualin Airport... Each departure hall is twice as big as our Hualin Airport...
The terminals are connected by an eight-kilometer-long highway. It used to be called New York International Airport. After Kennedy was assassinated in 1963, it was renamed Kennedy Airport to commemorate the president!"
The confused girl looked at me in surprise: "Brother Lin San, are you so familiar? Have you been here before?"
"No! I just developed a good habit of asking my mother about everything!" I smiled and raised the banana five in my hand!
By the way, I still have a lot in my drawer...
The confused girl rolled her eyes, "I thought you were so awesome! Can your mobile phone be used here?" The confused girl hurriedly took out her mobile phone and turned it on!
I felt ashamed, "Don't you know there is a network called wifi?"
The mobile phone card cannot be used because the domestic communication mode is a little different from the international one, let alone using 3G! However, the wifi signal is quite strong.
According to Baidu, Kennedy Airport is located in Queens, New York City, which is also what we often call Queens. It is 10 kilometers away from the city. It is the busiest airport in the world.
Since we have crossed the international date line, the current date is still (.
We flew until ten o'clock in the evening on the (No.) and flew to ten o'clock in the morning on the (No.)... time went back one day!
I asked nonchalantly: "Do you have the feeling of turning back time? It's ten o'clock in the morning on July (Sunday) in New York time!"
Although it's amazing, they said they didn't feel anything at all because the time displayed on their mobile phones was already (), but the date here in New York was still ().
After entering the departure hall, we followed the dense crowd all the way to the baggage claim hall, where we gathered together with a large number of Chinese people. This was probably the place with the most Chinese people. After all, we came on the same flight. Then everyone
It's time to divide things up.
The waiting hall seemed very lively, with people coming and going, and there were people everywhere.
Just for Terminal 5, I heard that the daily throughput has reached 1 million people... What a scary number!
After I picked up my luggage and came out of the lobby, I saw people holding signs everywhere outside the railings. The signs were written in various languages of various countries and in various styles. They were very complicated and looked strange.
A dizzying feeling.
So, I regretted it and asked Adam to come pick me up. If he held up a sign like this and said... well, we didn't agree on what his sign said.
"Brother, where is the person coming to pick us up?" my sister asked with a little nod as she looked at the people coming to pick us up from everywhere.
I also have a big head, I’m still jet lagged, and I don’t feel very well in my stomach.
After looking around, I said: "Look, maybe it says Frostmourne in English!"
My sister blinked and looked at me with big eyes, "How do you say Frostmourne in English?"
"frostmourne!" I said calmly, but after looking around, I didn't see this English word or Chinese word.
"It's strange, isn't this guy coming?" I said depressedly, looking back at the fat man, "Where is your friend?"
Fatty was touching his cell phone, "Didn't you say that you would make arrangements after this?"
I fainted, "Then you also need a spare tire!!"
The fat man tilted his mouth and said, "Isn't that what I'm looking for? My phone doesn't work, so wait until I get on MSN!"
At this time, two airport police officers in black uniforms came from the side. After they showed us their IDs, they said in English: "We need to check your suitcases. We hope you will cooperate!"
"What are you checking for?" my sister asked me half-understood.
I said calmly: "They want to check the suitcase!"
My sister immediately became furious, "Why?"
"There are so many reasons. If you want to check it, just check it!" I said calmly.
"But..." my sister shouted angrily, "but this is a girl's box, they..."
I finally understood that the boxes of several girls contained just a change of clothes, which of course included intimate underwear and the like.
Thinking about my underwear being roughly dug out by these two policemen in public... holding it in their hands and looking over it...
That kind of thing is difficult for traditional Chinese women to accept.
So I said in English: "Sir, can you ask the policewoman to check their boxes?"
The slightly thinner policeman among them glanced at me, shrugged and said, "Sorry! We don't have extra police force! These will be inspected by us, please cooperate!"
The other policeman, who was slightly fatter, looked around the faces of the girls, then seemed to have a meaningful smile on his face and sneered twice.
My sister was a little frightened and grabbed my hand and whispered: "I think they have bad intentions! They look so lustful..."
