Manjiro Nakahama John
Samurai, Translator
International Hotel, San Francisco
March 17th, 186o
Finally! Today we landed in San Francisco and it certainly feels great to have my feet on solid ground again. The first thing that struck me about this foreign city was the diversity of its people. Not all the Americans were white like I had expected. They obviously came from many different ethnic backgrounds. Upon docking, we were warmly greeted by marina workers. Apparently the news of our arrival had spread throughout the city. That night we dined at the International Hotel. Exquisite is the only word I can use to describe such an evening. The contrast of going from eating nothing but stale ship-food to feasting on every dish imaginable was enough to send the men into shock. Not only did the meal itself far exceed my expectations, the building in which we dined did as well. Beautiful chandeliers and wonderfully crafted furniture were everywhere. Even the chairs that we sat in to eat seemed fit for a king. The whole event was a great beginning to our visit in America. I only hope that the rest of it can be half as delightful.
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