I went to America today. I'm sorry I didn't get to see anybody, but I don't know anyone who lives at the Concorde Metro stop. Confused? Well, you see, today I went to the American Embassy, so I was back on American soil. I hadn't scouted out the location of the Embassy because I figured I was living in a relatively safe city, and I wouldn't have to worry about seeking refuge. After all, I am in Paris, not Islamabad. It was nothing like what I expected. It was a large French mansion house that had been converted to the Embassy. It was a beautiful building and I had never been happier to see an American flag. I was in the process of taking a picture when a guard snapped at me, "No pictures! It's forbidden to take pictures of the United States Embassy!" Welcome home.
