Back at the beginning of WWII my father escorted a Japanese diplomat from
the East coast to the West coast, by train of course. The diplomat had
arrived at Washington, D.C. on a ship. At the start of the Westward journey
the diplomat was pretty cocky. But after day after day of travel, the
realization of how big America really was started to dawn. At the end of the
trip, the diplomat was very subdued.

Jim Hayes
Portland Oregon