On the way from the airport, he was impressed with the big houses, all painted in white. Now he finds them unattractive, and he misses the colorful houses at home, big and small. He felt overjoyed by being here, but he missed his friends. Somehow he wanted to be here with them. After several weeks, he finds the campus brick buildings a little boring, and the sidewalk paved with rust colored bricks does not impress him any more.
Uniformity kills the eye.
He starts talking about his first feelings a little more. When he exited the airplane, he could not believe he was in America. The people were walking by, he was walking, too, but he had no idea where he was going. All the signs pointed towards customs, so he followed that way. When he arrived there, he had to stay in line for almost half an hour.