My first border crossing was accompanied with mixed feelings: my usual unease met the unease of the customs officer. She didn't make any problems but was embarassed by my questions on what she thought of the visa policy. She said that she had no personal opinion. "Personally, I do what I am told", she said.

 

 

 

 

I came to the other side and was greeted by the gang. The action could begin.

 

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