Triztan Snippet

Snippet from Triztan.  Unedited and subject to change.  Copyright by Alyson Raynes 2014.  This work may not be copied or reproduced without written permission from the author.

I landed safe and sound in beautiful Colorado.  The airport was magnificent, with smells of American food, marble floors and the train that took you to the baggage claim area.  The doors automatically opened and I stepped on.  Instead of standing, I took a seat at the end of the first car on the underground train.  It started moving slowly, but picked up speed as it took us to our destination.  As the train passed through the concrete tunnel, there appeared to be small pinwheels attached to the walls.  Each section had different colors of them, and although it looked really cool, it was bizarre as hell.  I’d never seen anything like it, especially not at the Moscow airport.  Things were a lot more bright and cheery here than they were back at home.

The train came to stop and I exited with the rest of the passengers, then headed toward the escalators, where a representative from the school was waiting for me.  She held up a sign for all of the incoming international students whose flights were arriving at the same time.  I grabbed my bag from the baggage carousel and made my way over to her.