Waiting in Dallas-Fort Worth International airport, waiting to board our marathon flight to Dubai. Delayed an hour, so not too bad. Pretty impressed with DFW so far, reminds me of walking around a mall but hearing several different languages over the intercom and spoken by people as we pass by.
Guess I screwed up picking my dad and my seats since the attendant said we weren’t sitting together. However, she helped us out and put us together in a two-seat row. So we’ll be two Americans on what seems like a mostly non-American flight, sitting in the back of the plane. There’s some humor in there.
Because of the demonetization going on in India, there is a limit on the amount of USD that can be converted to INR (Indian Rupee) at a time. Tried to convert in Dallas but no luck. Hopefully I’ll fair better in Dubai.
An American in India 