My son, Suresh, dropped me at the Bangalore Airport around 2am for my first flight to London on the way to Detroit. I always heard these large airplanes taking off at odd-hours from my apartment. I wore my best shirt, pant, and black shoes. The British Airways flight was so massive, I was a little scared to think that this massive body would be able to fly! I boarded the large British Airways aircraft in Bangalore for my first trip to the United States. I had been asked by my daughter to assist her in taking care of her children that summer as she and my son in-law we’re busy with work. When I landed in Detroit around 4pm, the first thing I could see was the open space. The airport was almost empty compared to Bangalore. It was quite pleasant. The immigration officer asked me questions; I was having great difficulty understanding his strange accent. He would not articulate his words and I had to ask him several times to repeat himself. He had realized that I was visiting my daughter and let me go within a few minutes. I gathered my bags and went to the arrivals area.
There I saw - Anandhi, Jayanth, Akash, and Ashika all waiting eagerly to see me. Akash was the first to come hug me with a big smile. The family escorted me to their car. This was the first time I had seen a driver seat on the left side of the car. As we drove off, we immediately reached a 6-line wide road. This was so new to me. My apartment’s street couldn’t fit a tempo-van. I was amazed at the speed that these vehicles were traveling. Jayanth quickly made the conversion and told me we are traveling 130 km/h. Most vehicles in India could not reach this speed. We quickly reached their home. The house was so quiet. I settled into the guest room they made ready for me and decided to sleep off the tiring journey.