So here we go - RWA part one:
Heading into New York city for the first time was a surreal experience. I must see a shot of it nearly every day on the television on some show or advert, but I'd never been there in person before. As I sat in the airport shuttle on the way to my hotel, I was feeling a little punch-drunk from the flight, and it was really my bedtime, even though the sun was hours away from setting. Suddenly, the van rose up over a ridge and there was Manhattan in front of me. I could only see the outlines of the buildings in the pollution haze. No details, just layer upon layer of slightly magnified shapes in varying shades of beige. It looked slightly unreal, yet familiar at the same time. There was the Empire State Building - and over there the Chrysler Building. I wish I'd taken a photo.

The next morning I got up and explored Times Sqaure. It was the emptiest I saw it all week, because by mid-morning it's packed and it stays that way until late into the night. And then I found somehwere to have breakfast. Ended up at Junior's, which was right across from the hotel, with a great menu.

2 comments:
Your blog made me smile. Am realiably told by doctor (after dog started scratching and it started catching ~ itch, itch) that you can SEE bed bugs. Ugh!
Oh, my bed bug paranoia went far beyond that, Sheryl! I peeled back the sheets, tested with my mini lint roller...
Thought all was fine until got a bite from something just before I came home, and noticed a smear of blood on the sheet. Cue leaving suitcase in garden on arrival back home (just in case), washing everything straight away, and even freezing (yes, freezing) my evening bag and wrap because I couldn't wash them.
Sometimes an over-active imagination is a terrible thing!
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