One thing I forgot to mention in the last post: Getting back into the UK from France was significantly more difficult than getting into the UK from the States. What?!? Ok, let me preface this with it was like 2 in the morning. Or thereabouts. So no one was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and I could maybe understand that making the agents cranky. But they were NOT cranky, they were straight up bitchy. While I was playing 20 questions with my border agent, the one next to her walks over with some poor soul's passport and goes, "Look at this! An Algerian passport, this visa's sideways, this one's upside down!" And then she shakes her head and scoffs, "Ridiculous!!!" Ok, hold up. It's not THIS guy's fault that people failed kindergarten and can't stamp passports. Also, you are a border agent on the graveyard shift. You are not a top Interpol spy, and you're probably not even a real blonde. And I bet your passport picture is ugly. Let's not make fun of other people's passports RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM. Talk about unprofessional. I hope to God US border agents don't pull stunts like that. We're already douchey enough, thank you.
Yeah, and my border agent was like, "What do you get from [studying abroad]? How will it help you when you go back [to the states]?" Uhhh...basically it's an excuse to not study (sorry mom and dad) and spend all my money. And it looks semi-decent on a resume. But as far as you're concerned, Miss Nice-Border-Agent-Lady, what I "get" from studying abroad is BROKE. From YOUR COUNTRY. So let me back in so I can continue stimulating your economy. Capisce?
Also, some guy had to do the walk of shame and get all his stuff out of the bus with a border agent looming behind him because he got denied entry to the UK. Sucks to be him.
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