My point of entry was Detroit, MI and the next and most important process I had to go through after getting off my Delta flight was immigration. Only if I were done with that could I officially say I am in the US of A.
My purpose for being in the US is to take an exam so I made sure that I had pertinent documents to support my case. From what I heard, immigration officers give at most just 20 days to NPTE test-takers. After a short chat, Rachel and I got separated from the line as we were both called to different immigration counters for the interview.
My immigration officer was a very nice black woman. She asked the purpose of my travel, my itinerary while in the US, why the NPTE was not given in the Philippines, and was flabbergasted that Filipino PTs had to go all the way to the US just to sit for the NPTE. After entering data on her computer, she wished me luck for the exam and stapled an I-94 form to my passport. Welcome to the US, she said. Yahoo!
Up ahead, I had to meet another immigration officer who asked if I brought in food, poultry, grains, and others from my point of origin. While still aboard the Delta flight, the cabin crew gave out immigration forms for us to fill out with which the immigration officers will base their inquiries; I said "no" to all of his questions. He then signaled me to move forward and go through the tough airport security Detroit is known for. My bags and me included had to go through a very foreboding X-ray machine. Man, I was naked to the world!
But alas, I was done and over with immigration. I walked up to Rachel and went our way to our connecting flight to Ellicott City, MD, where we will be staying. As we were on the moving walkway, I was introspecting the gravity of what just transpired and what lies ahead for us. So this is the US, I said to myself. I looked out the glass windows; still no snow.