My arrival in America

When I arrived in America at the Boston Harbor it was very crowded, thier were men telling me they didnt want me thier and yelling and offering me all sorts of deals and jobs. I thought it would be best to wait and try and figure things out on my own. The country was very beautiful however not what I exspected. I exspected the streets to be paved with gold and people to be handing out money becasue they were so rich but there seemed to be alot of poor pople. My first impression did not live up to all the hype i heard back home.