My encounter with the C.I.A

It’s no secret that I am a fan of the U.S.A. Although I’ve travelled to several parts of the world, I always feel more comfortable in the U.S. My last trip was to New York where we stayed in the county of Westchester so that we could travel around the area and into New York city with ease. There are many folk out there who enjoy criticising America. To them I say:- “If it’s so bad then how come everybody is trying to sneak into the country rather than escape from it?”

Having toured around the Hudson River, visited President Roosevelt’s modest home at Hyde Park as well as West Point Military Academy, among other places, we were advised by some locals that we should visit the C.I.A.

“It’s worth the visit,” said the friendly concierge.
Well, I must admit he took us by surprise.
“Can anybody go there?” I asked.
“Sure, everybody’s welcome to come visit.”
“Are you sure it would be okay?”
“Yes, ma’am,” he repeated. “You can get a meal there. There are tours at certain times. You can even purchase some souvenirs.” he added.

“Well. Don’t that beat all!” I remarked as we drove to the place. “Here we are, a couple of tourists and we can just front up to the C.I.A, enjoy a tour and even have a feed. This is truly a democratic country. I mean, where else in the world can you turn up at the nation’s secret service headquarters and be shown around the place whenever you feel like it?”

We went there, had an informative tour, enjoyed a great lunch served by the students at the Culinary Institute Of America and thanked Heaven there wasn’t an official I.Q test for Aussie tourists to the U.S.

Or maybe that was it…

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