The Reality Of Asylum Seeking in the United States.
(1st leg of the trip back home to Pittsburgh: McAllen TX > to > Dallas.)
I spotted a family of 3 asylum seekers traveling to NJ, and we began talking.
You can easily identify traveling migrants by their yellow envelope and the shopping bag they carry their stuff in.
I emptied my backpack, and offered it to them, along with my blanket. They thanked me.
I asked my new asylum seeking friend how long they have been traveling.
– Thirty-Two days she said.
Her name was Ivy, and she is traveling with her husband, and their 1 year old, who’s tired, and seems to be running a little fever.
Ivy is an engineer. She worked for 4 years in a company that processes sugar, the sugar used by Coca Cola.
They also owned a video game business.
Basically, they owned multiple TV’s hooked each to a video game consoles, such as Xbox, Wii, or others like that; and charge hourly to whoever wants to use them, providing locals with the opportunity to play a game that they can’t afford to own.
I worked most of my college years in internet parlors that used the same concept, so I’m familiar with this system.
