Sitting in Los Angeles airport waiting for the flight to Mexico City tonight. Got thru the US border security OK, after listening to other travellers having to tell details of where they were going and why, I told the customs officer I was going for training in narrative therapy to Mexico City. He attempted a few questions, I attempted a brief answer and we both gave up. He let me go through without grilling me further. OO Roo D
# posted by Deidre @ 2:48 PM
